Meeting the competitive gazes of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Lu Shiyan felt his headache intensify. Before figuring out why he had descended to the mortal realm, he decided to wait and see.
Lu Shiyan's eyes rolled back and he fainted again.
Jiang Tangtang rolled her eyes inwardly. Well, so he's a celestial lord who transmigrated from the Ninth Heaven!
The methods they used weren't the same old tropes from novels. Are they going to use the amnesia trope again when he wakes up?
How tacky!
Seeing her son faint again, Madam Su no longer cared about scolding Jiang Tangtang. She howled like a pig being slaughtered, each howl more unpleasant than the last.
Unable to bear the harassment any longer, Jiang Tangtang finally went to the local authorities to ask Li Shi to come and examine Lu Shiyan.
In fact, Li Shi was just a few feet away and had seen everything clearly. The only reason he didn't come over was that he disapproved of the Lu family's actions and didn't want to be kind to them anymore.
He only came over impatiently when Jiang Tangtang invited him.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my son? He looks like he doesn't recognize me. Could it be that those thieves have beaten him senseless?" Madam Su asked in a trembling voice, half-hiding behind Jiang Tangtang, somewhat frightened.
"It's normal for him to fall asleep again after waking up because the blood clot in his head hasn't cleared. As long as he doesn't have a high fever, he's not in any danger. Alright, quickly give him his medicine and we'll get going."
Li Shi's tone was impatient, and Su Shi dared not ask any more questions, only urging Jiang Tangtang to feed her the medicine.
Jiang Tangtang picked up the bowl of dark herbs again, walked to the oxcart, and said gently, "Husband, it's time to take your medicine!"
She spoke gently, but her actions were anything but polite, directly stuffing a spoonful of medicine into Lu Shiyan's mouth.
A strange, bitter-tasting medicinal soup instantly assaulted Lu Shiyan's five senses.
He almost lost his composure and couldn't keep up the act.
Seeing Lu Shiyan frowning, but finally obediently drinking the medicine, Jiang Tangtang smiled mischievously. "Little brat, let's see if he dares to pretend to be unconscious again."
After the medicine was given and the cattle had finished grazing, the caravan set off again. Jiang Tangtang, as before, used the excuse of taking care of Lu Shiyan to sit on the oxcart.
However, compared to yesterday, today's team included Li Shi and two tall men.
Li Shi's group originally consisted of nearly twenty men. Perhaps because Li Shi had stopped them from robbing the Lu family yesterday, which caused dissatisfaction within the group, or perhaps because Li Shi was going to find his wife and the others were unwilling to go with him, in the end, only two people besides Li Shi came with them.
Although only three of the twenty-odd people came with them, Li Shi and the two men both had fierce looks, which prevented several groups of refugees who were eyeing the old ox of the Lu family from making a move.
Lu Erge secretly discussed with Lu Laotou and Su Shi that when the rations were distributed at noon, they would also give a portion to the three of them.
When there were more than twenty people, the Lu family dared not take out their dry rations to distribute. After all, the Lu family didn't have much food left, and if so many people each got only a small piece, it would be the death of the Lu family.
With only three people, the Lu family could manage if they gritted their teeth and tried their best to save money.
So at noon, when the rations were being distributed, Su gave Jiang Tangtang three extra moldy cakes to take to Li Shi.
Su was worried about Jiang Tangtang and repeatedly told her, "This is for Doctor Li, so don't you dare eat it! We still need him to save your man's life."
Looking at the blackened, moldy pancake in her hand, Jiang Tangtang felt both disgusted and exasperated. It was just a moldy pancake; why would she want it?
But what devastated her was that she couldn't even get out this moldy, broken pancake.
Even a moldy piece of bread was a precious thing that countless disaster victims would have been begging for.
The Lu family treated it like a treasure, protecting it with utmost care.
Feeling the rising temperature in the air, Jiang Tangtang felt like crying. This world was too real, not at all like the fictional stories the author made up to fool readers and generate traffic.
Waaaaah...
She wanted to go home.
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