The howling sounds of ghosts and wolves suddenly stopped.
Su Ning'an walked straight towards the third branch of the Zhang family.
"Big Boss." Father Zhang hurried out of the room, "When your family starts building the house, we will rush over to build it early in the morning."
Su Ning'an paused, "Grandpa Zhang, my mother wants me to come and see if Uncle Sanzhu's butt is healed. If it's almost healed, he can go to my Su family to move bricks."
"It's not healed yet. Village Doctor Wang said it will take a month or so to recover."
Su Ning'an turned his head to look at Zhang Sanzhu's room, "I want to go in and take a look at Uncle Sanzhu's butt, so I can go back and explain to my mother."
"Then let's go in and take a look together."
Su Ning'an entered the room and glanced at Zhang Sanzhu, who was lying on the bed wearing only an undershirt. His head was buried in the pillow and his expression could not be seen.
"Uncle Sanzhu, are you feeling better?"
Without even looking up, Zhang Sanzhu replied weakly, "It'll take another month or so to recover."
Su Ningan frowned and looked at the clothes on his buttocks. How long is this month? Could it be that he wanted to keep it for as long as he wanted?
There is a lot of work to do at home nowadays. Although we can hire people to do it, we cannot just sit there and do nothing for free labor.
"Yes, Boss. Your Uncle Sanzhu's butt was beaten bloody. He really needs to recover for a month or so. After all, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone."
"Aunt Sanzhu, Uncle Sanzhu has been recovering from his injuries for many days. Let me see how his injuries are now?" Su Ning'an reached out to pull open Zhang Sanzhu's buttocks.
"Boss, the wound has just been treated with medicine." Mrs. Liu spoke up in time to stop him.
"It's okay, just wipe it again and it will be fine." Su Ningan did not hesitate to pull off the clothes on Zhang Sanzhu's buttocks.
The wound on the buttocks was not so shocking anymore. Some parts had begun to scab over, but there were a few scarlet slap marks around the wound.
Su Ning'an pursed her lips and said, "Aunt Sanzhu, my family has a lot of work to do. Uncle Sanzhu's injury needs to heal as soon as possible. He can't just lie in bed and recuperate. If he doesn't behave and makes Auntie angry, you have to hit him hard."
"Oh, okay." When Liu said this, her eyes met Zhang's father's unfriendly gaze, and she secretly thought that something was wrong.
After Su Ning'an left, Zhang's father called Liu into the courtyard and warned her, "Don't let Sanzhu's butt open up again. I know you're resentful, and I won't stop you from hitting him a few times. After all, this disaster is your own fault. If you feel wronged by following Sanzhu, we in the Zhang family will allow you to divorce."
Liu was shocked. She had not thought about divorce. In this world, it is difficult for a divorced woman to remarry. The child is still too young. She really needs to think about it now that the Zhang family is in this situation.
She was a little worried that after Zhang Sanzhu recovered from his injury, he would cause trouble again, which would be troublesome.
"Dad, I...I."
"Think it over carefully. If you don't want a divorce, put away your resentment and work honestly for the Su family. Then there will be no trouble in our Zhang family. If Sanzhu makes you angry, beat him up. If he dares to fight back, I will break his arm."
Zhang's father knew that it would be extremely difficult for his son to find another wife after his divorce.
The third daughter-in-law has a lot of resentment, and if it is not resolved, trouble will arise in the long run.
"Dad, I'll think about it."
Su Xingyi tried to stand up from the wheelchair with the help of crutches, but failed despite great effort.
Xiao Lingyu knew that his personality would not allow him to ask her for help, so why force him?
She is a grown-up person with a spirit of helping others!
Xiao Lingyu put down the gauze in his hand and walked over.
"Xingyi, let me help you."
With Xiao Lingyu's help, Su Xingyi quickly stood up. "You are not alone. You have me and the children."
Xiao Lingyu's words warmed Su Xingyi's heart. Seeing Xiao Lingyu return to the main room to continue making the fragrant dew, Su Xingyi followed her on crutches. He leaned against the door and looked at Xiao Lingyu quietly. He wanted to remember how she looked when she made the fragrant dew, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly without him noticing.
"Dad." Su Ning'an came back and saw his father standing by the main door on crutches, seemingly in a good mood. "How long have you been standing there? Come sit down and rest for a while."
Su Xingyi shook his head. "Your mother just helped me stand up. I leaned against the door with my crutches so I wouldn't fall. Your mother is making the incense again."
"Mother, what kind of perfume did you make? Is it chrysanthemum perfume?"
Xiao Lingyu nodded. "It's chrysanthemum perfume. I gave it to your Aunt Du at noon, and I made another bottle. Tomorrow, apply the chrysanthemum perfume and follow me to the county." Xiao Lingyu closed the porcelain lid and asked, "How is Zhang Sanzhu's injury?"
"As soon as I entered the Zhang family's yard, I heard Zhang Sanzhu's screams and howls. Aunt Sanzhu must be trying to get close to him. There were a few slap marks on his butt. I guess Zhang Sanzhu made Aunt Sanzhu angry."
Su Ning'an turned around and said to Su Xingyi, "Dad, you have to listen to Mom. If you make Mom unhappy, I might beat you together with Mom..."
Su Xingyi's heart trembled, "Boss, don't worry, I will listen to your mother just like you guys, and I won't make her angry."
Xiao Lingyu rubbed his forehead awkwardly, "Boss, go back to your room and paint. Don't delay any longer."
"Boss, wait, help dad."
Then Su Ning'an followed Su Xingyi to the toilet with her hands behind her back.
"Dad, let me help you in."
"I can do it myself."
Su Xingyi walked into the toilet with crutches, and after a long time, he lifted up his pants and relieved himself.
Su Xingyi was delighted to hear this, as he knew he would be able to take care of himself completely soon.
Su Ning'an washed Su Xingyi's hands and escorted him into the kitchen, "Dad, you can't go there."
Su Xingyi walked to the chopping board on his crutches and said, "Reach out and pick up the knife."
"Boss, give me a vegetable. I want to cut it."
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