Chen Yunyun transmigrated into a nostalgic novel from a bygone era. Her three adopted children, destined to become blackened villains, were precisely the miserable counterparts to the lucky female ...
With tears blurring her vision, Mo Xuanxuan asked, "Sister, can you help me save my mother?"
Chen Yunyun didn't say anything, but hugged Zhang Suhua from behind, making her lean forward. Chen Yunyun clenched her fist and placed the knuckles slightly above Zhang Suhua's navel.
Cover your fist with your other hand and quickly and forcefully repeat the movement several times.
Mo Xuanxuan and her father stood to one side, looking nervous and worried.
"Will it work?"
"Let's just call her the train conductor. What could this country woman possibly know?"
Before the onlookers could finish their complaints, Zhang Suhua spat out the foreign object that had been stuck in her throat—a large piece of unchewed steamed bun.
"It actually worked!"
Mo Xuanxuan came up to her, "Mom? Are you feeling better?"
The foreign object stuck in her trachea had been coughed out, and Zhang Suhua took several breaths to recover.
She patted her daughter's hand, "Much better."
Zhang Suhua turned around and said, "I must thank this comrade for saving me."
Zhang Suhua made a gesture to bow, but Chen Yunyun quickly stopped her.
"Auntie, it's just that I happen to know some folk remedies. Not to mention that Xuanxuan and I hit it off immediately, I would even help a stranger who was stuck."
Mr. Mo, who was standing nearby, asked, "Your method doesn't seem like some kind of folk remedy; it's very effective. How did you do it?"
Chen Yunyun tried to explain the principles using local dialect.
Mr. Mo seemed to be deep in thought. He continued, "This comrade doesn't seem like an ordinary woman. Is she educated?"
"Dad, please don't put on airs in public. People who don't know better might think you're interrogating a criminal."
Mo Xuanxuan was afraid that Chen Yunyun would be frightened by Mo's father, so she quickly protected Chen Yunyun.
Chen Yunyun smiled and said, "Xuanxuan, it's nothing. I attended literacy classes at home for a few years, but I learned this folk remedy from an elderly person in the village."
"Oh? There's such a brilliant method. I'd like to introduce you to it sometime."
Chen Yunyun lowered her eyes. "It's really unfortunate that the old man passed away recently."
Since the founding emperor was already dead, Chen Yunyun could easily shift the blame.
Hearing the regretful look on Mo's father's face, he didn't say anything more.
Zhang Suhua gestured for Chen Yunyun to sit down and asked her softly, "I heard from Xuanxuan that you're going to the military base to find your husband?"