At the entrance of the Wang family's residence.
They finally found a place. Zheng Ruqian tied the horse to a big tree, and Jiang Sheng carefully jumped down with her two older brothers.
She was the first to step forward and knock on the door.
To be precise, it was a piece of airtight wooden board.
The Wang family seemed to be so poor that their house was the most dilapidated and cramped they had seen along the way, with even the door worn out and looking as if it had been pieced together with firewood.
Jiang Sheng knocked twice and then stopped, feeling that even the doors of the dilapidated temples were sturdier than this one, and fearing that she might knock it apart if she used too much force.
Fortunately, a response came from inside shortly afterward, and someone jogged over to open the door.
The moment she opened it, Jiang Sheng was stunned.
The people inside were stunned, and after a long while, they stammered, "Miss, Miss, it's the girl who bought our mushrooms."
A boy of about ten years old then emerged from the low, old house. Who else could it be but the brother and sister who sold mushrooms?
When they first met, at the market in Shili Town, Jiang Sheng, feeling sorry for them, helped them.
When they met again, Zheng Ruqian's green beans had been trampled, and his older brother secretly came to inform on them, revealing the wickedness of the Niu family.
The Niu family's location is in Jiuchi Village.
And now, Jiang Sheng has traveled a long way to find their bedridden mother.
The brother and sister are named Wang Xiaosong, who is fifteen years old, and Wang Xiaozhu, who is thirteen years old.
Because of a lack of money at home, the siblings often went hungry, and both siblings were shorter than their peers.
Faced with Jiang Sheng's request, Wang Xiaosong clenched his fists. "If it were before, we would have done our best to fulfill your request without hesitation. But now that my mother has been unconscious for several days, we are truly powerless to help her."
Wang Xiaozhu, who was standing to the side, covered her face and burst into tears.
Jiang Sheng's heart sank suddenly, her small face contorted in pain, unable to utter a word.
I knew life would be hard, but I never imagined it would be this difficult.
The Wang siblings couldn't afford a doctor, and the person she had been searching for for half a month had already lost consciousness several days ago.
If only it could have been sooner, much sooner.
Three days? Or five days?
Before Jiang Sheng could even shed tears, Wen Zhiyun took her hand and whispered, "Don't be sad, let me try."
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