The two felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They put the rough pottery bowls back on Lu's tray, clutched their stomachs, and stumbled towards the courtyard gate.

Cold water, they need cold water.

They had to quickly drink several ladles of cold water, otherwise their intestines might really get scalded.

And his mouth and throat are probably burned.

The two clutched their stomachs, ignoring everything else, and ran out in agony.

There were many tools in Old Jiang's yard. Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong were not paying attention and accidentally tripped over a pestle, falling face-first into the dirt.

Bad luck! Anyone who comes to Old Jiang's house will be unlucky!

"Pfft~ Hahahaha~"

When Grandma Jiang and the others saw the two of them in such a disheveled state, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Jiang Dayong and Jiang Dali's faces darkened, feeling a series of sharp, stinging pains in their knees and palms. Ignoring their injuries, they scrambled to their feet, their only thought being to leave this cursed place.

After leaving Lao Jiang's house, the two rushed to Jiang Tietou's house, which was the nearest one.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Uncle Tietou, open the door quickly," Jiang Dali called out weakly.

My mouth hurts more with every word I say.

"Squeak~~" The door was opened from the inside.

Jiang Daniu looked at Jiang Dali and Dayong's pale faces with great surprise. "Brother Dali, Brother Dayong, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong didn't have time to explain; they rushed into the yard, shouting, "Water! Where's the water?"

The two looked around and spotted a large vat under the eaves. They immediately ran over to it.

Jiang Dali reacted quickly and grabbed the only water ladle in the water tank.

At that moment, the stinging pain in his throat and mouth felt like a raging fire, unbearable. Ignoring everything else, he quickly scooped up a full ladle of water, which shimmered with a cool luster as it swayed gently in the ladle.

He tilted his head back, brought the ladle of water close to his mouth, and gulped it down.

The cool water slid down my throat, greatly relieving the stinging pain in my throat and mouth. The cool well water entered my intestines, like a gentle breeze brushing across scorching sand, and the pain in my stomach was also somewhat relieved.

Jiang Dali's pained expression eased slightly, and his trembling gradually subsided. He let out a long sigh, still tightly gripping the life-saving water ladle in his hand.

"Dali, hurry up, give me the water ladle, I want to drink too, I'm in so much pain!" Jiang Dayong urged anxiously.

"Wait, wait a minute." After saying that, Jiang Dali scooped up a ladle of water and gulped it down.

He threw the water ladle back into the water vat, his body exhausted, and he sat down heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

The well water was icy cold, and although it provided some relief from the pain in my throat and mouth, the pain still lingered like a bone-deep infection, only slightly lessened.

The pain throbbed mercilessly between his mucous membranes, like countless fine needles piercing him, making him afraid to even swallow. He could only relieve the dual torment of his body and mind by breathing heavily.

Damn it!

He slammed his fist on the floor.

Old Jiang's family, just you wait.

He'll get his revenge someday!

Hmm, why does my mouth taste weird?

Jiang Daniu stared in disbelief at the swift movements of Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong. He had originally wanted to stop the two from drinking water, but it was too late.

He moved his lips, rushed over, and snatched the water ladle from Jiang Dayong's hand. "Brother Dayong, no, don't drink it."

"Da Niu, what are you doing! I only drank a few scoops of your cold water, and you're so reluctant to part with it?" Jiang Dayong said with great dissatisfaction, his words slurred and unclear.

"Oh dear! This water is undrinkable!" Jiang Daniu stomped his foot on the floor. "San Niu was still half asleep this morning and peed in the water tank!"