Transmigrated as a Vicious Cannon Fodder in the 60s, I Will Never Wash White

(How to prevent troublesome relatives? Of course, by becoming the biggest troublemaker yourself!)

Transmigrating into a book isn't scary; what's scary is transmigrating into a vicious...

Chapter 87: Making things worse

He Ruixue turned her head and saw her third sister-in-law Pan Shuyu standing aside with a bowl in her hand, a porcelain spoon in her right hand, her eyes full of innocence. "Dad, what's wrong with me? Qiu Sheng is worried about you and asked me to take care of you. I can't even take care of the children. How can I stay by your side every day?"

"No, I can't bear it. I'll get better faster if you don't care about me."

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, go do your thing. I'll have a chat with Dongbao."

As soon as the others left, He Dagen complained to his daughter without any reservation, "Your sister-in-law is really capable. She gave me boiling water when I took a painkiller. I told her to put it aside and wait until it cools down before drinking it, but she insisted that the time for taking the medicine couldn't be changed, so she took the teacup and added cold water."

"I waited a long time for her, but she didn't show up, so I sent your nephew to check. And there she was, humming and humming in the yard, rinsing the water in the vat. She said the water was too dirty for the patient to drink."

"Just rinse it out, you idiot! She poured out all the water we boiled at home and insisted on getting it from the well again. You said it's all boiled water, so it doesn't matter if it's dirty or not. Didn't your mother and I drink water from the river a lot in the past?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and He Ruixue understood why his father broke down.

In the end, He Dagen didn't get to drink the water she boiled, because when his third sister-in-law was boiling water, she suddenly felt that there was not enough firewood at home and ran to the mountain to collect firewood. He was lying in bed in so much pain that he could only swallow the medicine dry.

This is not the end yet.

“It was your mother’s job to apply the medicated oil on my legs, but your sister-in-law insisted on showing off, saying that she should put the medicated oil into that small bottle so that it would be convenient to use next time.

As a result, when she poured it out, her hands were shaking and she spilled half the bottle, and the half pack of cotton swabs left by the doctor was completely stained. Your mother could only grab the cotton and apply it to me. Don’t you think she was a hindrance? She couldn’t do anything and was just making things worse.

"Dad, my third sister-in-law is also filial. Look at whose daughter-in-law takes such good care of the elderly."

"No, I can't afford it. I'd rather she watch me without a conscience than suffer the consequences myself. Your third brother is not a good person either. He ran away a long time ago. He just said nice things and is willing to shorten his life as long as it can keep our parents safe.

As a result, he was not willing to boil water to wipe my body even when I asked him to. He hesitated for half the night and just wiped me twice with a towel. The hot water was boiled by your mother for me to drink.

I've seen through it. Even if there's a fire in the house, he probably won't bother to turn over and will just get a good night's sleep first."

The injury on He Dagen's leg was not serious, and was not even as serious as the mental damage he suffered during his recuperation.

Both his son and daughter-in-law are unreliable. One does nothing, and the other is worse than doing nothing. If it weren't for Zhao Meiya, he wouldn't know how much unnecessary suffering he would have to endure.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Mom and Dad, look what I brought back for you."

She took out the things she had brought back, first of all a bag of fruit, including five apples and five pears that the system had rewarded her last time.

"My colleague recommended this to me. I heard they grow fruits in greenhouses. They're really delicious. Mom and Dad, you should eat more. It's good for your skin."

"Oh, this fruit is red and big, it looks delicious and smells fragrant, Dongbao, why don't you keep it for yourself? We are all old vegetables."

"I still have some, don't be reluctant to eat them. I asked someone to bring these two bottles of malted milk back from Shanghai. They are very nutritious.

And this bottle of calcium tablets. Didn't my eldest brother say the doctor recommended that Dad take more calcium? I got them from the pharmacy. Not only Dad should take them, but Mom should take them too. They will strengthen your bones and muscles so you won't get hurt easily in the future."

"Your eldest brother is a believer. He doesn't need this stuff. The doctor said that we can just put some ground eggshells in the rice when we cook. It's almost as effective as calcium supplements."

"How can it be the same? The ones they make and sell must be more absorbable."

Calcium tablets in this era were simply packaged in transparent glass bottles with small milky white round tablets that had a milky flavor. By the 1980s, calcium tablets and fruit-flavored chewable vitamin tablets had even become popular "snacks" among city kids.

As for malted milk, it is even more famous. It is a small jar of brown crystalline powder. Many people leave it in their homes until it clumps together and are reluctant to take it out to make tea.

The formula on the back of the can contains condensed milk, milk powder, malt extract, egg powder and glucose, which are rich in fat and sugar. The human body is currently lacking these elements. Basically, you can feel a significant improvement after drinking a barrel.

Because of its scarcity and high price, its efficacy has been continuously deified through word of mouth, and it has almost become a must-have product for nourishing the bodies of infants and pregnant women.

The two elderly people had heard of it, but had never seen it. Zhao Meiya looked at the exquisite tin can and poked her forehead. "How much did you spend, you spend? You just started working and you're already buying this and that. We're not that wealthy, how can we afford these old and rare things? Aren't you afraid of shortening your life?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Why are you not worthy?"

Zhao Meiya grabbed her hand and asked her in a low voice, "Dongbao, tell me the truth, you have no intention of returning the money for buying the house to your second sister?

Silly girl, you can't be too obvious, otherwise your second sister will be upset, and it will be difficult to ask her for help in the future. At least pretend, and then I will write a letter to help you cry poor. Don't worry, your second sister doesn't care about anything else in her mind except her man, so she is easy to fool!

"Mom, what are you thinking? I have to pay back my second sister's money. I just made a little fortune."

She leaned close to Zhao Meiya's ear and told her about the money she found, hiding the gold bars and other things. She only said that she found 500 yuan and some bills. "There are also two gold bracelets. I think they are too plain, so I'm giving them to Mom. You can wear them occasionally at home for fun."

She took out the pair of gold bracelets from her pocket. Zhao Meiya weighed them and said, "They are really heavy. They are good things. Mom will save them for you as a dowry in the future."

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