Chapter 878 You and Dashan are both good people
Liu Shan hadn't originally thought about entering the village. He lowered his voice and said, "I'll be waiting at the intersection ahead. If we encounter any danger, Miss Song will blow this whistle."
While the woman was not paying attention, he quickly stuffed a bamboo whistle into Song Yanxi's hand, then turned around and limped out.
Looking at his back, the woman spat fiercely on the ground and cursed, "A jinx like him should die sooner rather than continue to harm others in this world!"
Song Yanxi frowned and looked at her, asking the doubts in her heart.
"Why does sister-in-law hate Brother Liu so much? What has he done that is so unforgivable?"
The woman snorted coldly, her eyes filled with resentment as she said, "A man like him is worthy of being called Big Brother.
I advise you to stay away from him. Anyone in the nearby villages who gets close to him will end up having a bad ending."
"Dongliang's mother!" The old man's scolding voice came from inside the house, accompanied by a violent cough.
The woman turned around and hurried back into the house. Then she came back and pulled Song Yanxi along, saying anxiously, "Aren't you some kind of doctor? Come in and check on my mother.
She's had this problem for many years, but it's gotten worse recently, and she's been coughing day and night."
As soon as Song Yanxi entered the room, she smelled a strong smell of medicinal soup.
The woman explained, “There is a barefoot doctor in Xiaowang Village. His medical skills are not very good, but his consultation fee is cheap.
My mother took his medicine for the past few years, and her condition has been fluctuating. I don’t know why it’s ineffective this time.”
Following her into the inner room, Song Yanxi finally saw the old man who had just rescued them.
Seeing his daughter-in-law pull the person back directly, the old man coughed violently twice in anger and couldn't even say a word.
The woman hurried forward and patted her back to help her breathe more smoothly.
When she spoke again, her voice was clearly more aggrieved, "Mom, Wang Laoqi said that you have to go to the capital to see a doctor for your illness.
You've been taking the medicine he prescribed for three days now, and it's completely useless."
The old man took a breath and said helplessly, "Dongliang mother, it's all because of my poor health that I've dragged you and your mother down."
The woman hurriedly said, "Okay, why are you saying such things?
Since I promised his father that I would take good care of you, I will definitely keep my promise."
Seeing that the old man wanted to say something, she said directly: "You don't need to say anything else. Even if we have to sell everything we have, we must cure this disease."
She smiled apologetically at Song Yanxi, "Sorry to bother you, young lady."
As she spoke, she hurriedly moved the stool that was usually used for feeding over, and then stood stiffly on the other side.
Song Yanxi sat down beside the bed, looked at the old woman who seemed to find her too much trouble, and said softly, "Please give me your wrist so I can take your pulse."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned to look at the woman and said, "My senior brother is quite curious about all new things. If I have time, please take him for a walk in the village."
The woman was a little hesitant at first, but when she saw her mother-in-law nodded, she hurriedly said, "I'm free right now."
She glanced at the old lady worriedly and said, "Mom, I'll take the doctor outside to our village first. If you have anything, call Dongliang in."
When the footsteps faded away, the old man looked at Song Yanxi and asked, "Miss, I won't live long, will I?"
Song Yanxi withdrew her hand and met her calm eyes. "Auntie, there's no need to be so pessimistic. Take some medicine and recuperate for a while. You should have no problem living for another six or seven years."
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but look annoyed, "How can you live that long?"
Meeting Song Yanxi's concerned gaze, she coughed lightly and explained, "The one who was serving me just now was my second daughter-in-law.
My son went to the battlefield four years ago and never came back. The eldest and third sons don't want to take care of an old woman like me, but this silly child is stubborn and has been staying with me all these years, remembering what he promised my son."
Because she was feeling unwell, she spoke incoherently and even coughed violently when she was emotional.
Seeing that her face looked a little strange, Song Yanxi quickly took out a porcelain bottle from her bag, took out one of the few pills, and helped her take it with water.
The old man looked at her and sighed repeatedly, "At my age, it's not worth it for you to waste your things on me."
Song Yanxi helped her pull the quilt and comforted her, "You don't have to think like that. As a doctor, I learned to cure diseases and save lives.
Even if it's a golden elixir, as long as it's used on someone in need, it's not considered a waste."
"Girl, you..." The old man's eyes reddened and he sighed, "You are just like Dashan, both are good people."
Thinking about the woman's disgusted attitude towards Liu Shan just now, Song Yanxi said: "Excuse me for being frank, but my sister-in-law seems to have a different idea from you."
The old man said, "Dongliang's mother also had a miserable life. Just one year after her marriage, her second son was drafted into the army, leaving her alone at home pregnant.
At that time, Dashan's mother was still alive. After receiving the letters from Dashan, she came home to help a few times.
Until the village head brought back the news that they had all been killed on the front lines, my sister-in-law was so angry that she almost died."
Mentioning the sad things, the old man sighed and said: "Everyone thought that their army had all died on the battlefield, and they even pooled money to help bury Dashan Niang.
But as luck would have it, Dashan suddenly came back two months later."
Those who should have died together in that battle returned alone.
How can those who have lost their sons and husbands accept this?
Especially Liu Shan's mother, who lost her life in anger because of the news.
As time went by, Liu Shan's reputation as an evildoer spread.
Mentioning this, the old man sighed again, "Dashan is a very honest kid. You said you would come back, so come back and live your life peacefully.
But he couldn't help but worry about us, so he worked to save some money and sent us some food every now and then."
She looked at Song Yanxi, her eyes watering, "Girl, tell me, who can predict the human heart?"
Song Yanxi could guess most of the rest without her saying anything.
All his fellow soldiers lost their lives, and he was the only one who came back alive. For the relatives of the deceased soldiers, this was like cutting off their flesh and heart.
Time can heal wounds, but it cannot make them forget the pain.
In particular, there is a survivor who appears in front of them from time to time, reminding them that their loved ones have left the world forever.
They cannot touch or scold the deceased, so their pent-up anger naturally needs an outlet.
Undoubtedly, Liu Shan is the best candidate.
It is hard to find another person like him who does not fight back when being beaten or scolded, and even sends gifts to them when being scolded.
Although the old lady rarely goes out, she knows how the villagers treat Liu Shan.
She coughed lightly, took Song Yanxi's hand and said, "Miss, I have a favor to ask of you."
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