The next morning, Madam Pang got up very early to cook for Ning Huan and Zhou Jing'an. She repeatedly told Ning Huan to take good care of Zhou Jing'an's health.
While dozing off, Ning Huan replied, "Mother, don't worry! I will definitely take good care of my husband. Besides, the village chief and the villagers are here too, they will be able to take good care of him."
Pang said with a hint of reproach, "You silly child, is this husband yours or someone else's? It's definitely right for you to take good care of him."
"Yes, yes, I've remembered everything, so don't worry, Mother."
Seeing Ning Huan agree repeatedly, Madam Pang stopped nagging.
Zhou Jing'an ate his meal slowly and deliberately, but he was filled with emotion. Today was the day he was to go to town to treat his leg. After returning and resting for a while, he would be like a normal person again and could go back to the academy to study.
During his time lying in bed, he was in a state of great distress, feeling like he was a useless person from then on, never imagining that his illness could be cured one day.
But remembering Ning Huan's story about being poisoned, his eyes darkened again. Who poisoned him?
He'll find out sooner or later.
Just as Zhou Jing'an was thinking, the village chief arrived at the entrance with several respected elders from the village.
They were all the people who were supposed to accompany Zhou Jing'an to town today. Ning Huan didn't expect that the village chief would actually persuade the Zhou family not to come.
Ning Huan was quite curious about what method he used.
After Zhou Jing'an finished eating and tidied up, Zhu Dali's oxcart arrived at the door.
Noticing that he seemed a little nervous, Ning Huan gently comforted him, "Don't worry, I've asked Doctor Si many times, the surgery is definitely going to be fine. We'll definitely be able to cure him today."
Zhou Jing'an looked at Ning Huan. He had only just realized how much she had changed after observing her closely today.
Her appearance was no longer as ugly as before, and she had lost a lot of weight, becoming very well-proportioned.
He used to think that the four little ones looked too delicate and didn't resemble him, but now he realized that they looked like Ning Huan.
Under Ning Huan's guidance, Ning Liang carried Zhou Jing'an out of the house and was about to put him on the oxcart.
Seeing that the oxcart was covered with thick straw, Ning Huan quickly took a quilt from the house and spread it on the oxcart so that Zhou Jing'an could sit on it.
Then I took a blanket and draped it over him.
The villagers nearby couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Jing'an's wife is so considerate! She takes such good care of Jing'an!"
"Who says otherwise? He said he would earn money to buy medicine for Jing'an, and now he has even found a clinic to treat him. It's really not easy."
The four little ones, who had been standing silently by the yard, saw Ning Huan getting on the oxcart as it was about to depart.
They quickly called out, "Father! Mother!"
When they saw their father and mother about to leave, they panicked for a moment. Little Sibao even started to tremble slightly.
Da Bao appeared very calm, but his face was frighteningly pale, and upon closer inspection, there was a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Ning Huan gently wiped the cold sweat from Da Bao's forehead, patted his little head, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Mommy will definitely bring your father back safely."
Then she patted the heads of her two youngest children and said gently, "When the time comes, your father will be back healthy and strong, and soon he will be back to normal. He can play with you and teach you to read and write."
Listening to Ning Huan's description, the four little ones no longer looked as nervous as before, but rather very longing.
"Mother, are you telling the truth?"
Ning Huan nodded: "Really, you two stay home and listen to your grandma and uncle, and wait for your dad and me to come back."
Da Bao's eyes shone brightly as he looked at Ning Huan and said firmly, "Mother, I believe in you."
After comforting the four little ones, Ning Huan got onto the oxcart. Then the village chief and the villagers followed her onto the cart.
As the oxcart slowly drove away from the village, they heard Yao's voice coming from behind them.
"My son! My son! My son, wait for your mother!"
The oxcart was slow, so even though Yao and his family stumbled along, they were still able to catch up.
Seeing Yao's concerned expression, Zhou Jing'an frowned slightly.
Ning Huan watched as Zhou Dashan and Yao Shi arrived with their entire family. Looking closer, she saw Zhou Dasheng's family of three, and Zhou Yan had also come along. However, her face looked haggard, and she seemed dazed.
There were also some Zhou family relatives she had never met before, but Zhou Lan, the eldest sister, did not come.
Zhou Dashan and Yao walked to Zhou Jing'an's side and said softly, "Jing'an, don't worry, your parents will go with you for the surgery. You'll definitely recover quickly."
The village chief had previously approached Zhou Dashan and Yao Shi, telling them to wait at home for Zhou Jing'an to return from his treatment at the clinic so they could come and check on him.
But Yao insisted on going along, and finally the village chief said that going for medical treatment was not just a family visit for the Zhou family, but also for some influential elders in the village to go along.
If you come along and cause trouble, and Zhou Jing'an's leg isn't healed, who will take responsibility?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Dashan quickly agreed that he wouldn't go. However, while Yao outwardly agreed, she was secretly very dissatisfied.
They felt that the village chief was deliberately trying to sow discord among the Zhou family members and prevent them from developing a relationship with Zhou Jing'an.
They came up with an idea: when Zhou Jing'an went to town for treatment today, their whole family would go with him to see him off, and they would take the opportunity to accompany him.
Zhou Dasheng looked at Zhou Jing'an, stammering and unable to say anything.
He was originally the eldest brother in the Zhou family, but Zhou Jing'an made all the decisions in the family. Even when the villagers praised the Zhou family's sons, they said that Zhou Jing'an, the third brother, was the most capable.
Ever since Zhou Jing'an got injured, he, as the eldest brother, finally managed to say something, but then Zhou Jing'an had to go to town to get treatment for his illness.
If Zhou Jing'an recovers from his leg injury and his body is back to normal, then when he passes the imperial examinations, the Zhou family will all benefit from his success.
But Zhou Dasheng will always be suppressed by Zhou Jing'an.
He felt incredibly conflicted, unable to articulate his feelings. Forcing a smile, he said to Zhou Jing'an, "Third brother, don't worry, go to town for treatment. Your elder brother is here at home."
Liu nudged him from behind, and Zhou Dasheng added, "When you're better, come back and let's have a good meal together, brother and I."
Liu stepped forward with a smile and said, "Third brother, you have no idea how worried your eldest brother and I were about your surgery today. We didn't sleep well all night. Even Xiao Fang was worried about his third uncle!"
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