Hearing this, Han Mingyuan felt even more distressed. He pounded his thigh hard, and this dignified man couldn't help but shed tears: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault for being useless! If my leg were alright, I would definitely fight them to the death. The Han family has gone too far!"
Han Qiang felt a tightness in his chest. He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his anger, and said coldly, "When Han Datou and the others come over later, I'd like to ask him what he really means. Is this how you divide the family property? Also, those thirty catties of grain are rightfully yours, not a single penny less."
Hearing this, Han Luoxue felt relieved. She wiped away her tears, pretending to be strong, and said in a clear and firm voice, "Grandpa Village Head, my family still has some grain. We really don't want those thirty catties of grain. Please give it to the uncles and elders in the village. I don't have any other requests. I just hope that if the Han family bullies my family in the future, the uncles and elders will help us if they see it."
Seeing Han Luoxue's pitiful appearance, Han Qiang nodded: "Xue'er, don't worry, I won't let him bully you."
Han Luoxue opened her basket, took out two small bags of grain, and handed the rest to Han Qiang. When she was packing the grain at the Liu family's house, she specifically weighed out two portions, one six jin and the other four jin.
"Grandpa Village Head, this hundred catties of grain is our yard money. Please distribute it to everyone as soon as possible."
The villagers' eyes lit up when they saw the large bag of grain. Everyone felt that their trip hadn't been in vain, even though each family would only get a little over a pound, less than two pounds. But right now, this was life-saving food.
Oh, no, actually we can get two jin. Don't forget, the Han family still owes thirty jin of grain, and Xueya said she'd give some to the village too.
Everyone dispersed happily, but Yunniang, looking at the old man and child suddenly appearing on the bed, was at a loss. Their family was already short of food, and they had to be very careful with their meals. How would they manage with two more people suddenly on the table?
However, she knew her daughter was a person with her own ideas, and she must have her reasons for bringing the miracle doctor back.
"Xue'er, did you bring Doctor Xu here so that she can stay at our house temporarily?"
Han Mingyuan also looked puzzled.
“Father, Doctor Xu’s medical skills are quite good. Wasn’t it him who said your leg could still be saved? I saw him and this child collapsed by the roadside on the way, so I brought them back together. I thought it was just a matter of a meal, we could just eat a little less. Maybe he could heal your leg and my little sister’s foot. My little sister injured her foot back then because she didn’t get treatment in time. She’s still growing, and I always feel that her foot can still be saved.”
Han Mingyuan knew perfectly well that his legs were beyond saving, but upon hearing his daughter's words, he shamefully felt a stirring in his heart. Nobody wants to be bedridden and a useless cripple for the rest of their life.
"Xue'er, you're right, Father supports you."
It was already late, and the family still hadn't eaten. She'd been missing for a day, and her parents hadn't even had lunch. Han Luoxue didn't waste any words and quickly went to the small kitchen to cook. Her younger sister helped start the fire; the millet harvest was plentiful, so she made millet porridge herself.
The water in the pot boiled, and Han Luoxue added millet. The bubbling millet released a rich aroma, making one's mouth water.
"Sister, is this really just ordinary millet? Why does it smell so good?" Han Luoyu licked her lips. She was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back, and she felt like she could eat a whole cow by herself.
"Haven't you had millet porridge in a long time?" Seeing her younger sister drooling with longing, Han Luoxue felt a pang of sadness. She vowed never to let her younger siblings go hungry again.
"Me? It seems like it's been a long time since I've eaten like this." Han Luoyu said with a disappointed look. Fortunately, her older sister was there, otherwise they would only be able to drink water to fill their stomachs.
"From now on, as long as you're willing, your older sister can cook for you every day." Han Luoxue patted her younger sister's head. She wanted to find a secluded place to store some food so that the family wouldn't go hungry if she wasn't home.
Today's events were very enlightening for her. A family cannot stand on its own two feet. Her mother or sister also need to become stronger.
The fragrant and rich millet porridge was quickly cooked. Han Luoxue first served a bowl to Doctor Xu. Her younger sister also thoughtfully served some to their parents.
As the family sipped their fragrant millet porridge, Han Mingyuan, reflecting on the miserable life he had endured at Old Han's house, regretted that the family division hadn't happened sooner. Little did they know, without the necessary space, even if they had separated, they wouldn't have been able to survive the famine safely.
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Does it hurt here?
The doctor was quite responsible; knowing that Han Luoxue had saved him, he began examining Han Mingyuan's legs that very night. However, before the examination, he kindly reminded him of something:
“If this had been treated when the injury was first caused, I would have been 50% successful. But now that more than half a year has passed, the chances of the injured leg recovering are very small. You should be prepared.”
He wouldn't have taken on this injury if this family hadn't saved him and his grandson. It was almost certainly beyond recovery; taking it would have ruined his reputation.
A little.
The place where Doctor Xu pressed, Han Mingyuan actually said it hurt, which even Doctor Xu himself found a bit unbelievable. He pressed several other places and they also felt pain. Doctor Xu frowned deeply and kept saying that it was impossible.
"Dr. Xu, is there any way to cure my father's leg?"
Seeing the distressed look on Doctor Xu's face, Han Luoxue felt much relieved. She knew the water in the space would definitely work. Her father's legs were much stronger than her sister's feet; she believed her sister would recover completely. Her sister was still so young; she shouldn't be a cripple for life.
"I'll give it a try. Mingyuan, your leg is in much better condition than I thought. Maybe you really can stand up again."
Without further ado, Doctor Xu took out his silver needle pouch from his pocket, and Yunniang quickly stepped forward to help Han Mingyuan take off his clothes. Han Luoxue watched intently as Doctor Xu inserted the needles.
Perhaps it was because she had transmigrated, but when Han Luoxue observed the needle insertion, her movements seemed many times slower. She could clearly see the angle of the needle and the depth of the acupuncture points. But she hadn't been a doctor in her previous life, nor had she ever handled silver needles before; it was truly strange. However, Han Luoxue didn't dwell on it; for her, her father being able to stand up was the greatest good thing.
After tossing and turning most of the night, Han Luoxue and the others slept soundly, still fast asleep even when the sun was high in the sky. It was a time of famine, and there was no need to farm; most people stayed home, minimizing activity and energy expenditure. They only gathered around when there was something lively happening in the village.
However, Hutouya Village was clearly bustling with activity today. Early in the morning, everyone gathered at the village head Han Qiang's house, and Han Qiang himself was beaming with joy. The grain that Han Luoxue had delivered last night had relieved the urgent needs of most of the villagers.
Han Qiang distributed the goods to each family in an orderly manner, but he did not include the Han family. When Old Mrs. Han found out, she was so angry that she got out of bed.
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