Chapter 2
Jiang Wanning thought she was not a fool. Facing her husband who was pretending to be a corpse and she didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost, she would have to be crazy to stop obediently.
She hurriedly wiped away her tears, but not only did she not stop, she crawled even faster.
Just as she was about to escape from this strange mourning hall by touching the small door, she heard a painful scream from behind.
The man who had always looked at her as if she were a dirty thing was whispering in a low voice: "Save me..."
Jiang Wanning's hand was suspended in the air, and a moment of confusion flashed in her eyes.
After Lu Shang said these two sentences, he completely lost his strength. His eyes went dark, and he felt a dull pain in his brain. Even his heart and lungs started to feel the pain. He coughed dully, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.
He wanted to fight this helpless body with all his heart, but he couldn't help but concentrate on listening, especially after the sobbing disappeared. Even if he was in control of the situation, he couldn't help feeling a little panic.
He was originally attending a business party on the Elvis cruise ship. Who knows who was in charge of security, but a madman carrying explosives was let on board. There was a loud bang, and Lu Shang, who was in the center of the explosion, lost consciousness on the spot.
Although he didn't know what happened afterwards or how he got into the coffin, the quick glance he took just now showed that what he saw was very different from what he was familiar with, and even the feeling of his body was different from before.
But since he was still alive, he didn't want to die again.
Just as Lu Shang was racking his brains, trying to lure people over, Jiang Wanning, who had already escaped to the door, slowly stood up by holding onto the door frame.
She turned her back to the coffin, closed her eyes and dared not look at the scene behind her.
She was still afraid, so afraid that her legs were shaking and her heartbeat was so loud that she could hear every beat clearly.
If possible, she wanted to escape without looking back, the farther the better, and it would be best if she never came back.
But in fact, not to mention whether she could run out of Lujia Village, even if she could really get out, where could she escape to?
The daughter of a convicted official who doesn't even have a household registration has to hide wherever she goes, or should she find a family to marry her off?
Jiang Wanning curled the corners of her mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly.
She opened her eyes and turned around slowly but firmly.
In the candlelight, she saw the man lying on the ground. She didn't know if it was because she had delayed too long, but the man who had been struggling just now was breathing more in than out, with his head resting weakly on his forearm.
Jiang Wanning had been married into the Lu family for three months. Putting aside her mother-in-law and others, the husband she had once placed her hopes on treated her equally coldly.
Lu Shang didn't like her.
Jiang Wanning knew this on the first night of her marriage to him.
Just as she said when she was bought, her role in the Lu family was just to bring good luck. As for whether Lu Shang was willing to touch her, it all depended on his wishes.
Anyway, Jiang Wanning hasn't gone to bed once in the past three months. Sometimes when Lu Shang gets angry, she can't even stay in the house and can only roll into the yard with her bedding. The ancient locust tree in the yard is her home.
Even on the day of their wedding, Lu Shang looked at her with disgust: "You are the daughter of a mere criminal, are you worthy to marry me?"
Jiang Wanning had been spoiled since childhood. No matter how poor she was, she could not stand being scolded by a country scholar.
When she was kicked out of the house and listened to the many insults coming from inside, her tears fell on the back of her hands, leaving a trail of mud marks.
What was she thinking at that time?
Jiang Wanning looked up and recalled, she seemed to be wondering... why Lu Shang was not dead yet.
However, when Lu Shang really died, her situation at home did not improve at all. Moreover, because she no longer had the effect of bringing good luck, she was constantly under the threat of being sold to a brothel.
Jiang Wanning stared at Lu Shang without blinking, and only moved when the rise and fall of his chest became very slight.
"Lu Shang?" Jiang Wanning wiped the water marks on her face and walked over carefully.
She called out as she walked, but she didn't get a single response until she reached Lu Shang.
She didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. She squatted down hesitantly and reached out to try to feel Lu Shang's breath.
Just when her index finger was about to touch Lu Shang, the man with his eyes tightly closed suddenly opened them. His dark pupils made her stunned on the spot, until someone tightly grasped her wrist and the unusual coldness brought her back to her senses.
"Ah——" Jiang Wanning was so scared that she pulled herself back desperately.
But no one knew where Lu Shang got the strength from, but he refused to let go once he grabbed her. Even after being dragged and moved several times, his hand, which was covered with corpse spots, was still tightly gripping Jiang Wanning's wrist, one blue and one white, which was extremely weird.
After Jiang Wanning had called out once, Lu Shang finally said, "Water..."
“Wuwuwu——”
"I said, water..."
“Wuwuwu——”
Jiang Wanning shook her head, trying hard to hear what he said, but the words were only a buzzing sound in her ears.
The fingers pressing on her wrist were soft and cold. She had never touched a dead person, but she had always touched living people. And the fingers under her were obviously not normal.
Lu Shang closed his eyes helplessly: "If you cry again... I will really die..."
The crying stopped abruptly, and Jiang Wanning sobbed twice: "You want..."
"Water." After Lu Shang said that, he tilted his head and coughed twice, then spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Water, water..." Jiang Wanning subconsciously went to look for water. She looked up and saw the half-empty pot of cold water on the table. Her eyes lit up and she looked at her hands. "I, I'll get it for you?"
Lu Shang was silent for a moment: "Don't run."
"I, I won't run." Jiang Wanning shook her head quickly, but still couldn't help but look at the door.
Lu Shang was now exhausted and failed to see her eagerness. The burning and hoarseness in his throat forced him to block it. He moved his fingertips slightly and let Jiang Wanning go.
The moment his hand fell, Jiang Wanning jumped back like a frightened rabbit.
She opened her mouth and gasped for breath, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
Fortunately, after calming down for a long time, she did not run away again. Instead, she stood up tremblingly, looking back every step, observing Lu Shang while moving to the table to get some water.
The water on the table was left over from entertaining guests during the day. Farmers didn't have tea, so sprinkling a handful of wheat grains into the water was already a great achievement.
Jiang Wanning licked her dry lips and poured the last half bowl of water in the teapot into the bowl.
She held the bowl and prepared herself mentally for a long time before walking back.
When she squatted beside Lu Shang again, Lu Shang opened his eyes in an instant. Although there was confusion in his eyes, he was not dull for a moment.
Jiang Wanning then realized that this person was still awake.
Fortunately, she didn't have any bad thoughts just now, otherwise she would have really picked up the table and stool and smashed it on Lu Shang...
Jiang Wanning had a strange look on her face as she carefully assessed the difference in strength between herself and Lu Shang. After comparing them, it was really hard to say who would have the upper hand.
Lu Shang didn't know Jiang Wanning's complicated inner thoughts. After a long while, he sighed softly: "I thought... you wanted to die of thirst. Cough cough cough -"
Every time he coughed, a little blood foam came out, and his face became paler and paler.
Jiang Wanning pursed her lips, put the bowl on the ground, then slowly moved closer, and finally held Lu Shang's head with both hands, carefully leaning it on her knees.
She didn't have much experience in taking care of people, and now she was afraid, so she spilled half of the half bowl of water she fed Lu Shang.
When Lu Shang asked for more, she could only shake her head: "There is no water."
Lu Shang: "...Do I have a home? Where is this?"
Jiang Wanning didn't quite understand, but she still whispered, "This is a newly built thatched cottage. It's... a mourning hall that grandma built especially for you. Are you, are you considered alive like this?"
"Cough cough cough..." Lu Shang was amused by her. When he opened his mouth to speak, he was choked twice.
Although he wanted to understand the current situation, he really didn't have the energy to spare, so he changed the subject and said, "Send me home and find a doctor for me... You said you wouldn't run away. If you run away, I'll really die..."
Jiang Wanning listened carefully and felt that Lu Shang's voice was getting weaker and weaker. When the last word fell, his body completely collapsed.
Jiang Wanning moved her fingers: "Lu, Lu Shang?"
This time, no one responded to her.
Even when she reached out and slapped Lu Shang on the face, he didn't open his eyes. If she hadn't been able to see his chest rising and falling, Jiang Wanning would have thought he had passed out again.
Lu Shang said, send him home and find a doctor.
Jiang Wanning moved her lips slightly and repeated these words.
She supported Lu Shang's back, trying to prop him up, but after a long time of effort, Lu Shang still slid down limply.
Lu Shang has been bedridden for a long time and is quite frail.
However, Jiang Wanning was too young and hadn't eaten a full meal for a long time. It was difficult to support him, let alone drag him home.
Just when Jiang Wanning was at a loss as to what to do with Lu Shang lying on the ground, she heard a noise coming from outside the thatched hut.
Although Lu Shang's mourning hall was not built in an area with many farmers, there were still several households around it.
Since he woke up, Jiang Wanning called out several times in a row, and was heard by someone who got up at night.
The family heard her screams so shrilly that they were worried that something had happened. After thinking it over, they put on their clothes and went outside to call for help.
Thinking that this was Lu Shang's funeral home after all, they went to Lu Laoer's house again.
Wang Cuilian was impatient and didn't want to go along, but Grandma Lu was worried about her grandson and couldn't order her daughter-in-law around, so Lu Laoer was still obedient.
So, after calling everyone back and forth, by the time they arrived at the mourning hall, there were already more than ten people gathered.
The bright torches shone into the thatched hut, and the villagers who came together saw—
The eldest son of Lu Laoer was lying on the ground, and his wife, who was bought to bring good luck, was kneeling beside him with her hands on his face.
“…”
"You damn vicious woman! What are you going to do to my Shang'er!" A sharp scream broke the silence, and Grandma Lu picked up the wooden stick at the door and smashed it on her head.
Jiang Wanning was frightened by the arrival of this group of people, and Grandma Lu's behavior was even more unexpected.
She dodged in panic and watched the wooden stick hit Lu Shang's shoulder.
Lu Shang felt pain while he was sleeping, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
At the same time, Jiang Wanning shouted, "Lu Shang is alive! Lu Shang has come back to life!"
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