Chapter 3: Mom's Powerful Knife Show

Tang Shengli was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he stumbled out, clutching the cloth bag. Lin Cuicui chased after him, holding a kitchen knife. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she seemed about to catch up.

Tang Shengli turned his head and a kitchen knife flashing with a cold light fell in front of him, scaring him so much that he staggered. The kitchen knife suddenly scratched his sleeve, scaring Tang Shengli so much that he dropped the bag in his hand and ran away.

The villagers were shocked by Lin Cuicui's ferocity. This was really a chop! But it was understandable. No one could remain indifferent when forced to this point. They all understood Lin Cuicui's actions.

Tang Yue struggled to get down and asked Tang Nan to go over and get something.

Tang Nan ran over to pick up the cloth bag on the ground and opened it. Inside were not only some household items but also items his father used when he went hunting in the mountains. However, one of the pottery basins was half broken. His face instantly turned pale: "Second Uncle has no conscience! He is not a human being!"

The captain came over and looked at the things in the cloth bag and sighed, "Ah! It's all because of poverty!"

"Can you do such a thing just because you are poor?!" Tang Dong's voice was steady but sharp, and his eyes were full of contempt and anger.

The captain looked at Tang Dong and didn't answer his question. The man wasn't dead, and Tang Lao San was a soft-tempered person. If he intervened, his parents would come over and make a scene, and Tang Lao San would compromise. He would be in a difficult position.

At this time, Tang Bei came over and picked up Tang Yue and took her to the kang in the east room.

Lin Cuicui was a little absent-minded at this time. On this day, she almost experienced two separations and was bullied by her brothers. She was exhausted at this time.

The captain gave some instructions to the boys.

"Today, your second uncle came to get something while you were all away. Who knows if he'll come again in a couple of days. Just be careful. Besides, your father and Xiao Si are both sick..."

The captain didn't say anything else. He said, "We should go to the county hospital." But how could Tang Lao San's family afford to see a doctor? It was even more heartbreaking to say that.

His sight fell on Lin Cuicui, who was standing at the door with lifeless eyes, a kitchen knife hanging in her hand, looking at him from a distance, as if he was going to leave on the wind.

"Old Third's family, Old Third and your little Fourth are still lying on the kang, you better cheer up. You, hey! You can't just listen to his parents on everything."

Lin Cuicui looked over, the light in her eyes slowly gathered, and slowly a faint smile appeared on her face. Fortunately, the person was still there.

"Thank you, Uncle Xu. I've figured it out now. I'll lead a good life with my children in the future."

The captain shook his head and left. Tang Lao San looked no different from a dead person, but in this day and age, what could anyone do?

After Tang Bei put Tang Yue on the kang, he kept fiddling with Tang Shengkai in the room, feeding him water and pinching his Ren Zhong point, but after such a long time, he still didn't wake up.

Lin Cuicui entered the room, and Tang Bei's voice trembled: "Mom, Dad hasn't woken up yet. Please take care of him. I'm going to town to find a doctor!"

Lin Cuicui had come back to her senses and became anxious after hearing this. "Go, go quickly. If, if they don't come, tell them we're selling the house to pay for their medicine. We must make them come."

And Yueyue, we have to take a look too."

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, Mom. I will definitely find a doctor."

Just as Tang Bei was about to leave the house, Tang Yue struggled to grab Tang Bei's hand. Tang Bei turned around and looked at Tang Yue in confusion: "Sister?"

Lin Cuicui hurriedly lowered her head and saw her little girl looking at them with her big dark eyes. She didn't care about anything else and held the child in her arms.

"What's wrong with Yueyue? Are you feeling unwell? Mom will ask your eldest brother to go to town to get a doctor."

"Dabei, hurry up, go to town and find a doctor to check on Yueyue. Go quickly!"

Tang Yue held Tang Bei's hand tightly and said, "Don't go, brother, I'm fine." Her soft voice was now unusually hoarse.

Lin Cuicui's tears suddenly flowed down. She put her head on Tang Yue's shoulder and sobbed softly.

Tang Bei and his brothers stood aside and secretly wiped their tears.

Although Tang Yue had been held several times, she was still a little uncomfortable. Especially now that the situation at home needed to be resolved immediately, she had no time to think about anything else.

Tang Bei turned around to leave, but Tang Yue called him back again.

"Brother, don't go. I'm really fine."

To see a doctor, they have to exchange their house for it. How poor must this family be?

Tang Bei's voice faded. "Even if my sister is fine, we still have Dad. I don't know what happened to him."

Although Tang Yue wasn't well-versed in medicine, she knew that Tang Shengkai was in a very bad condition. However, the doctors in town were useless, and hiring them would be a waste of money and would only cause more worry for his family.

"Brother, the doctor in town can't treat Dad's illness. It's useless to go there."

"But we can't just stand there and watch." Tang Bei panicked.

Lin Cuicui carried Tang Yue to Tang Shengkai's side. Tang Shengkai's complexion was not much different from outside, except that it was less purple. This was probably because the temperature inside the room was better than outside.

Several boys lay on the edge of the kang, staring at their father with red eyes, and Lin Cuicui couldn't stop crying.

Tang Bei seemed to have made up his mind, "Mom, I'd better go to town and find a doctor."

Lin Cuicui sobbed, her nose streaming with tears and she shook her head with difficulty, "No, it's no use. Your father, he probably can't hold on any longer. Wuuuuu."

“Wuwuwu…”

......

The sobbing sounds in the house intertwined with each other, inexplicably adding layers of sadness to this devastated home.

Tang Yue's heart was restless, as if this inexplicable blood connection had also made her feel a little more emotional. She broke free from Lin Cuicui's arms and said, "Mom, let me see Dad."

Lin Cuicui was stunned for a moment. What did her Xiao Si mean by this? But she still subconsciously put her on the kang.

Tang Yue naturally pulled Tang Shengkai's hand over and touched his wrist. The people in the room looked at her in disbelief. Tang Yue blinked her eyes with an innocent look on her face. "I see Mr. Xu does this often, so I'll give it a try."

Seeing her little girl's soft and cute appearance at the moment, and remembering what the child had just experienced, she forced a smile. She knew that the child was trying to comfort her.

Somehow, Tang Bei and the others felt relieved when they heard the younger sister speak so seriously for the first time.

Tang Yue stretched out her skinny chicken-claw-like hand to feel Tang Shengkai's pulse. It was scattered and rootless, with an irregular pulse, like scattered poplar catkins, and with a large, hollow pulse, like pressing a scallion tube.

According to the original owner's memory, Tang Shengkai was hunting in the mountains when something stabbed his thigh, leaving a large hole. Tang Shengkai, fearing the expense, refused to seek medical treatment, causing his condition to worsen.

I could barely open my eyes and look at people this morning, but after all this trouble, I just couldn't hold on any longer.

Tang Yue pulled back Tang Shengkai's quilt and rolled up his trouser legs to his knees. A pungent smell filled the room.

There was almost no healthy flesh on Tang Shengkai's knee. There was a hole the size of a small bowl on the inside of his knee from which pus was oozing out.

Lin Cuicui pulled Tang Yue over and said, "Yueyue, don't look."

The girl was timid, and any loud noise or object she didn't like would scare her. Lin Cuicui regretted pulling her out too late. She hadn't expected her little girl to go see her father's leg injury, so she was distracted for a moment.

After seeing it, Tang Yue knew what the problem was. She half-shaked her hand, hoping to gather some spiritual energy in her palm, but alas, there was nothing.

Tang Yue closed her eyes and felt it. The spiritual energy here was too thin. It seemed that all the strength in her body had disappeared when she came here.

She wasn't sure if there were any spiritual roots in this body, but based on her experience, one could practice anywhere.

"Mom, Dad won't die. We'll take good care of him, and he'll definitely be alive and well."

Lin Cuicui's eyes were wet with tears again when she heard Tang Yue's words. Tang Bei, Tang Nan, and Tang Dong came up to their sister and said, "Is what you said true? We all believe you. Dad will not die."

"Well, Daddy won't die."

"Well, take good care of daddy."

"Yes, I will." Tang Yue looked at the people around her. Her current body was nearly four years old and had been born with a disability. This family had never given up on the original owner. So now that she was here, she wouldn't give up on anyone in this family.

If Tang Shengkai’s injury was in the past, Tang Yue could recover by just moving her fingers. But now, if she wants to cure Tang Shengkai, she needs to quickly draw Qi into his body.

"Gulu, gurgle."

Tang Yue's stomach growled twice. Lin Cuicui looked up at the sky. It was already mid-afternoon. Tang Shengjun had been urging them to bury someone since early morning, and the family still hadn't had a single bite to eat.

"My daughter, stay here with your dad. Mom will go and cook for you."

"Okay, Mom."

Tang Dong pulled Tang Nan's sleeve and said, "Big brother, you stay home and help mom cook. My second brother and I will go find Master Xu to come and see our dad. My sister said that if dad can get better, then he will definitely get better."

"Well, go ahead." Tang Bei also hoped that Mr. Xu would come and see his father again.

Lin Cuicui watched her two sons run out from the stove, unable to bring herself to stop them. Forget it, having children was always better than having none. How wonderful it would be if the head of the family could actually survive?

Raising her sleeves to wipe away her tears, Lin Cuicui began to wash the pot and cook.

The family had no savings to support Tang Yue, and with Tang Shengkai in trouble, they sold everything they could and borrowed everything they could. But they still didn't have enough money to take the head of the family to a large hospital in the county or provincial capital for medical treatment.

There wasn't much to eat now, so she made two small pancakes for Tang Yue using millet flour.

They used buckwheat flour mixed with some bran to make a few flatbreads on the edge of the pot. Reluctant to use rice or flour for something mushy, they simply poured water into the pot, added a few cabbage stalks, and two grains of coarse salt. That was their meal for the day.

Tang Yue sat on the kang with her eyes closed in meditation. They were at the foot of a mountain, where a faint spiritual energy was scattered. Tang Yue chanted mantras to try to draw the energy into her body.

However, there were too many impurities in her body, and her meridians were blocked. After meditating for an hour, she only gathered a piece of spiritual energy the size of a mung bean on her fingertips.

Tang Yue pressed this spiritual energy into Tang Shengkai's brow, and Tang Shengkai's breathing seemed to be a little better than before.

Tang Yue sighed and said, take it slow. As long as she was there, she would never let Tang Shengkai die.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, come and put it out."

"It's on fire."