Su Yun'er was heartbroken, but she remained outwardly calm. She walked to the doctor's desk and said, "Dr. Shang, I am grateful for your treatment of my mother-in-law several times. I know I owe your clinic a lot of money, but don't worry, I will definitely pay it all back in the future!"

After saying that, she picked up a calligraphy brush and was about to write an IOU on the blank paper when she stopped.

If the original owner of this body had never been to school, it would be really hard to believe that she could suddenly learn to write.

So she put the pen back, dipped her thumb in the inkstone, and then made a black handprint on the paper.

"This is the IOU for the consultation fee I, Su Yun'er, owe your clinic."

Su Yun'er pushed the paper with the black handprint in front of the doctor. Then she took the prescription from the apprentice, went to the counter to get the medicine, and carefully helped Old Lady Chen out of the clinic.

Only the group of people left in the clinic looked at each other in bewilderment.

Meanwhile, earlier on the other side...

Little Tree hugged the big fat chicken and watched his mother carry his grandmother out the door. He carefully put the big fat chicken into the kitchen first, closed the doors and windows, and then wiped away his little sister Little Grass's tears.

"Don't cry, little grass, Mommy will take good care of Grandma."

Little Grass pouted, "Brother, that's our mother."

The implication is that the mother is unreliable.

“Our mother is different now! You have to trust her. Come on, your brother will take you to Grandma Song’s house.”

The little tree, holding the little grass's hand, arrived at Aunt Song's door, familiar with the way.

Aunt Song was airing out her quilts in the yard, hitting them with a wooden stick, making a loud thud.

"Grandma Song!" Xiaoshu called out.

Aunt Song looked in the direction of the sound and saw two children standing at the door.

"What brings you two here?" Aunt Song hurried forward and pulled the two children into the yard.

“My mother took my grandmother to the city for medical treatment, and asked us to stay at your house for a while.”

"Your mother took your grandmother to the city for medical treatment?" Aunt Song curled her lip dismissively.

Su Yun'er had taken Old Lady Chen to see a doctor before, but she never followed the doctor's instructions.

I heard she owes the doctor several consultation fees.

I don't know what's gotten into me today.

"Brother, I'm worried about Grandma." Little Grass tugged at Little Tree's clothes.

The sapling, like a little adult, gently patted the grass's back: "Don't be afraid, Grandma will be alright."

The poor two children and the old lady, all their belongings were sent back to their parents' home by that idiot Su Yun'er, leaving the three of them hungry every day, and all of them looking pale and thin.

Thinking about it, Aunt Song's heart softened again, and she called into the house, "Eldest daughter, see if there's anything left to eat on the stove, and bring it to the two children."

A young woman inside responded and then came out carrying two flatbreads.

She is Li Lan, the eldest daughter-in-law of Aunt Song.

Li Lan gave the two flatbreads to the two children, then said to Aunt Song, "That Su Yun'er is really something. She's quite good at finding someone to look after her children. Why doesn't she go to anyone else's house, but insists on coming to ours? Doesn't her family owe us enough? Why haven't we heard of her paying it back?"

After saying that, she looked down and saw that the two children were holding the pancakes but hadn't eaten them, and said, "Eat up, why are you looking at me? I didn't say anything wrong."

“Auntie, we’re not hungry,” Little Grass said obediently.

“How could we not be hungry? Eat if you’re hungry. Your auntie isn’t telling you not to eat.” Aunt Song patted the two children’s heads.

"Grandma, we're really not hungry. We ate breakfast," Little Tree said.

"What did you eat?" Li Lan asked, somewhat incredulous.

Even if you did eat it, it would probably be as watery as rice porridge.

"My mother cooked cabbage and wheat rice. The cabbage was so sweet, and there were so many grains of rice," Xiaoshu replied.

Aunt Song and her daughter-in-law exchanged a glance, then tacitly walked to the side and whispered to each other.