Chapter 3
The sickly person in the Lu family's funeral hall has come back to life!
In less than half a day, the news spread throughout Lujia Village.
Compared with the endless stream of people who came to watch the funeral, there were very few people who came to Lu Laoer's house to watch the fun this time.
This is certainly not because they are not curious. It is just that most people still have a fear of life and death, especially when someone who is supposed to be dead suddenly moves. Who knows whether it is good or bad.
Some who were really curious were grabbed by the back of their collars and then their ears were pulled hard before they even left the house.
Fan Sanniang slapped the man on the head and said, "You bastard, what did I tell you this morning? You want to go to Lu Laoer's house to watch the fun again!"
"No, I didn't, it's not..."
"Bullshit! I don't know you. You're just a troublemaker. You always try to get involved in things. Don't you even look at what's going on? You dare to get involved in a dead person's business?"
Lu Qi admitted that he was in the wrong and had to beg for mercy repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Sanniang, I won't go out anymore, my dear wife, please let go, my ears are about to fall off..."
Fan Sanniang sneered, looked at his red ears, and slapped him away.
She warned sternly: "I don't care how curious you are, suppress your curiosity. Lu Shang's matter is too weird. You want to die, but the whole family at home hasn't lived enough."
"Yes, yes, I'll listen to you." After Fan Sanniang said this, Lu Qi suddenly felt a chill, shivered, and hurriedly took two steps further away from the house.
He smiled flatteringly: "I won't go out, okay? I'll go out whenever Sanniang tells me to. Don't be angry."
Looking at his silly look, the last bit of Fan Sanniang's anger dissipated.
She wiped her hands on her apron, not knowing what she was thinking, but she sighed softly: "I don't care about you. If you want to go out, go out. Just don't go to Lu Laoer's house. But if you--"
"If you meet Lu Shang's wife, please help me check on her. If she is really not well, you can let her stay at our house for two nights." After saying that, Fan Sanniang returned to the kitchen.
Lu Qi uttered an "Ah" as a response.
The Lu Laoer family, which had become the center of attention of the entire village, was also not at peace at this time.
Driven by Grandma Lu, Lu Lao Er ran out in the middle of the night to ask for a doctor. Their Lujia Village was too remote, surrounded by mountains and water. There was a doctor in the village a few years ago, but later the old doctor could not stand the poverty in the village, so he packed up his belongings and took his family to live with relatives.
After the old doctor left, if someone in the village had a headache or fever, they could only endure it on their own. Only when the condition got really serious would they go to a town dozens of miles away to ask for help from a doctor.
In addition to paying for the herbal medicine, you also have to pay a consultation fee for the doctor.
The medical fee of thirty cents is a considerable expense for every household in Lujia Village.
Wang Cuilian and Lu Laoer didn't want to pay, but in the end it was Grandma Lu who paid for the coffin. No matter whether it was good or bad, she would do her best to save her eldest grandson.
Lu Shang never opened his eyes after being carried back. Fortunately, his breathing was calm and he did not choke or cough.
Grandma Lu sat by his bed, holding his hand tightly and checking his breathing from time to time, only then could she feel at ease.
In the past, when Lu Shang fell ill, Jiang Wanning was always busy taking care of him, but this time it was very different.
As soon as she got home, she was called to her side by Grandma Lu. She was no longer asked to boil water or cook. She just moved a small stool and sat at the foot of the bed, the closer to Lu Shang the better.
"Good girl, please stay closer. The closer you are, the better Shang'er will get better soon." Grandma Lu wiped her tears and gave Jiang Wanning a forced smile. She whispered, not knowing whether she was talking to Jiang Wanning or to herself.
Looking at her kind face, she was completely different from the one who had shouted "evil woman" before.
The pair of wrinkled hands patted Jiang Wanning's shoulders, causing her to shrink her shoulders and seem to want to dodge.
Jiang Wanning hadn't slept for two days and had been frightened not long ago. After finally arriving at a familiar place, she felt sleepy.
She leaned against the foot of the bed and soon dozed off, her head nodding and her hands clasped in her lap.
Grandma Lu's entire attention was on Lu Shang, or perhaps she was thinking that she had brought Lu Shang back to life, so she rarely refrained from scolding him.
This went on until the next morning. Wang Cuilian was just about to make breakfast when she suddenly remembered that the Death Star had returned. She put her hands on her hips, turned around and ran to Lu Shang's room.
"It's so late and the meal is still not ready. I wonder if you still want to live like this!" The door was kicked open with a bang, and Jiang Wanning woke up instantly.
She was a little drowsy, her eyes still hazy. When she looked up, she saw Wang Cuilian rushing in angrily.
But before Jiang Wanning could react, Grandma Lu got angry first.
She picked up the small pillow on the bed and threw it at Wang Cuilian: "I think you are the one who wants to stop living like this! What are you yelling about? Are you deliberately not wanting my Shang'er to get better?"
"Eat, eat, eat, eat all you want. If you want to eat, can't you cook for yourself? You order Wan Ning around all day long. Why, you can't cook for yourself?"
"Get out of here! Get out of here! Shang'er has finally recovered. If anything happens again, it will all be your fault!"
Grandma Lu has three sons. Her husband passed away a few years ago, so she lived with Lu Laoer. But she is different from many old ladies in the village who live under other people's roofs. She still holds a land deed for four acres of land, and she is not willing to hand it over until she dies.
Grandma Lu is relatively fair to her three sons, but when it comes to Lu Shang, everyone has to stand aside.
Wang Cuilian failed to show off her power and was scolded instead. She couldn't argue with the old lady, so she could only vent her anger on Jiang Wanning.
However, before she could glare at her hatefully, Grandma Lu had already rushed over and pushed her out of the door.
The next moment, the door slammed shut in front of Wang Cuilian.
Inside the house, Grandma Lu patted her chest, looked at Jiang Wanning and said, "Don't be afraid. As long as Shang'er is fine, no one can touch you."
"You have made a great contribution. You are a good child. You helped grandma rescue Shang'er. In this family, as long as Shang'er is well, you are well." As she spoke, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, which seemed cloudy due to old age.
After Grandma Lu finished speaking, she walked past Jiang Wanning, sat down on the bed again, and continued to sit stiffly while holding Lu Shang's hand.
Jiang Wanning turned around and looked intently at the old man and the young man on the bed.
In the Lu family, Grandma Lu was not very kind to her, but she was not bad either. Sometimes, after working all day and having nothing to eat, Jiang Wanning could still get half a steamed bun from her. Compared with other members of the Lu family, this was a rare kindness.
In other words, anything related to Lu Shang would be treated with some leniency by her.
Even when Lu Shang was seriously ill at the beginning of the month, Grandma Lu still had unrealistic fantasies about her. She exempted her from housework for several days just to ask her to stay with Lu Shang more, hoping that she could save her eldest grandson.
It was not until Lu Shang passed away that Grandma Lu's temperament changed drastically and she blamed her for Lu Shang's death.
But no matter what, this was the first time that Jiang Wanning had been favored by her so blatantly. Even if this favoritism was entirely because of Lu Shang, it also made her see another possibility.
As long as Lu Shang is fine...
Jiang Wanning curled up her hands, her fingertips pressed against her palms, and her breathing became a little faster.
It was not until noon that Lu Laoer brought back the doctor from the town.
The doctor's surname was Xu. He opened a small clinic and took in three or four apprentices. The one who came with him this time was his youngest apprentice.
Doctor Xu is a frequent visitor to Lu Laoer's home, and it was he who said he wanted to prepare for the funeral last time.
He didn't know Lu Shang had passed away yet, and just thought it was a routine consultation. He kept saying on the way: "I'm not saying that Mr. Lu's illness is all dependent on herbal medicine. The problem is that your family is not rich, and many medicines cannot be prescribed. Instead of delaying it, it's better to-"
He didn't know how to say the rest, so he shook his head, and the unfinished words were self-evident.
But this time, Lu Lao Er didn't respond. He looked at him strangely and walked forward with his head down.
When they got home, the whole family surrounded them. Doctor Xu was frightened by their enthusiasm and waved his hands repeatedly: "No need to follow me, I know everything, I will give Lu Xiucai a good look."
The Lu family members didn't say anything and just followed him.
Even if they went to Lu Shang's house, they would still stand guard at the door. Doctor Xu didn't understand, so he scratched his head and didn't think about it any more.
Inside the house, Grandma Lu had already come forward to greet them. She didn't mention Lu Shang's resurrection, but only said, "Shang'er suddenly became unwell a few days ago, but he suddenly became energetic again yesterday. Doctor Xu, please take a look at our Shang'er. What happened?"
Doctor Xu responded and walked to the bedside with his young apprentice.
Jiang Wanning promptly lifted the thin blanket from Lu Shang's body, and then retreated to an inconspicuous position.
Lu Shang was lying flat on the bed, his clothes had been taken off, leaving only a single piece of clothing. The clothing might not have fit him well, so his wrists and ankles were exposed, and even the blue spots on them were visible.
When Doctor Xu saw Lu Shang's appearance, his brows suddenly frowned.
The young disciple beside him was speechless on the spot: "Master, look, this is corpse spots!"
The expressions of the people around him changed immediately.
Doctor Xu turned around and shouted, "Shut up! What are you talking about?"
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, drove the little disciple who had spoken out of turn, muttered "It's okay, it's okay", and carefully touched Lu Shang's wrist.
But as soon as he put his hand on it, he exclaimed in surprise: "This pulse——"
"What happened to Doctor Xu? Is Shang'er okay?"
Doctor Xu didn't say anything and investigated even more carefully.
After a long time, he finally put away the pulse pillow and let out a long sigh.
Under the gaze of the dozen or so members of the Lu family, he said carefully, "I've checked Mr. Lu's pulse and it seems much better than it was last month. Although he's still weak, he's less lethargic. In my opinion, with a little more rest, he should have no problem taking part in this year's provincial examination."
After these words were spoken, even Wang Cuilian, who was already unhappy, changed color.
She rushed forward in two steps: "Doctor, what did you say? You said Lu Shang can take part in the provincial examination?"
Doctor Xu stroked his beard, not daring to say anything too final: "In my opinion, as long as you recuperate well, the provincial examination..."
"I still don't think it's going to work." A weak voice finished his sentence.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the owner of the voice at the same time.
Lu Shang woke up at some point, covered his mouth and coughed twice, looking weak: "No, I can't take the provincial examination."
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