Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng shook his head: "No, they've been quite good to me. They say that even the most devoted children can grow weary of caring for a chronically ill parent, let alone someone like me who is just their family. The fact that they've taken such good care of me is already quite kind of them."
"Really?"
Song Xia fixed her gaze on him and asked.
Fang Zheng felt that Song Xia's gaze was very sharp, making it difficult for him to continue his lie.
Fang Xiu has taken care of him since he was a child, how could she not know what kind of person he is?
She cried and said, "They just treat you badly. Don't try to lie to me. Every time you lie, you don't know what to do with your hands. I know you too well."
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth..."
Fang Zheng hadn't said it yet.
Yang Cuiniang walked in from outside.
She raised the handkerchief in her hand, covered her mouth, and said, "Xiuer, aren't you afraid of the stench? Don't stay in this room any longer, come with me to the main room. Wait until my second son comes back from the fields and cleans Zheng'er up before you come to see him."
"No need for him, I'll do it."
Song Dong's words surprised Fang Xiu and the others.
at the same time.
Fang Xiu was deeply moved.
She didn't spoil her son for nothing.
Fang Xiu then said, "Dong'er, wait here for your mother, I'll go boil some water."
Yang Cuiniang couldn't stop them, and not wanting to stay there, she said she would go prepare lunch herself.
Fang Xiu sat down and started a fire.
Yang Cuiniang went in right after, picking vegetables as she spoke to Fang Xiu: "Xiu'er, why didn't your husband come back with you today?"
"He has something to do."
Fang Xiu said without looking up.
Is something the matter?
Didn't they say he was a pretty scoundrel?
What can it do?
Yang Cuiniang continued chatting with Fang Xiu without showing any emotion: "Xiuer, your daughters all look quite pretty. Are they engaged yet?"
How did we end up talking about this?
Fang Xiu, being cautious, replied, "We're not planning to arrange their engagement so soon."
Not so early?
Yang Cuiniang said with a smile, "I think they are not young, about thirteen or fourteen years old. At this age, they would have already been looking for a partner and getting engaged by now."
Fang Xiu ignored her and went to wash the pot and scoop water.
She had just scooped up the water.
Song Xia walked in.
It was her at first glance.
Yang Cuiniang opened her mouth and said, "Xiuer, your daughter is quite extraordinary. What's her name?"
"Song Xia".
After answering, Fang Xiu walked towards Song Chun: "Xia'er, why are you here? We don't need your help here, go sit outside and have some fun."
Song Xia replied, "Mother, you go about your business. I have something to say to her."
That brat, no matter what, she's Fang Xiu's mother in name only.
They don't call any of their grandmothers.
That's what we call her.
Yang Cuiniang put down the vegetables in her hand and asked, "Xia, what do you want to say to Grandma?"
Grandma?
How dare she!
Song Xia opened her mouth and said, "Are you sure you want me to call you Grandma? Are you our Grandma? Isn't our Grandma lying in a coffin, buried on the mountain?"
"you!"
Yang Cuiniang's smile crumbled, and she immediately spoke up against Fang Xiu: "Xiuer, is this how you raise your daughter? So disrespectful to her elders!"
Song Xia rolled her eyes at her: "Don't talk about my mother like that. You're not even acting like a stepmother. Do you think we'll treat you like our own mother?"
Before she could say anything.
Song Xia stared at her and said, "Tell me, when did your second son get rid of his uncle?"
Yang Cuiniang's expression froze.
She stammered, "No, wasn't it just before I went out to work this morning?"
"Oh…"
Song Xia scooped up a ladle of water and splashed it at him: "Say that again!"
"Xia'er..."
Fang Xiu tried to stop it, but it was too late.
Yang Cuiniang has lived in this village for so many years, and she has always been the one bullying others. She has never been treated like this before.
She immediately flew into a rage, rolled up her sleeves, and swung her hand at Song Xia, yelling, "You brat, I'll teach you a lesson for disrespecting your elders!"
Fang Xiu was about to step forward to stop him.
Song Xia raised her hand and pushed her away.
When Yang Cuiniang swung at her, she caught her right hand and slapped her back.
"You, you dare to hit me."
"This is outrageous! Everyone come and see! Fang Xiu and her daughter came back to her parents' home and started hitting me!"
Song Xia wasn't afraid of her shouting at all.
"Keep shouting, keep shouting! I want to see how your second and youngest sons will get married and take the imperial examinations once everyone knows how vicious you are!"
She didn't know before that Yang Cuiniang's second son was unmarried; she only found out by asking Fang Zheng.
Fang Xiu approached Song Xia and asked, "What exactly happened?"
He tightened his grip.
Song Xia said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "My uncle... he's infested with maggots. His back and buttocks are rotting, and the wounds are the most irritating, with maggots concentrated there..."
"What!"
Fang Xiu's eyes immediately reddened: "Stepmother, is this what you call cleaning before leaving in the morning?"
This was the first time Yang Cuiniang had ever seen Fang Xiu like this.
She took two steps back and said, "It's hot now, isn't this how it is after a few hours? I kindly asked my son to take care of your brother, and you yelled at me. What right do you have to yell at me! He's been injured for so long now, have you even come to see him?"
Fang Xiu was speechless for a moment.
Song Xia sighed inwardly and said, "Mother, don't listen to her nonsense. Maggots don't grow that fast! The maggots my brother saw were quite big! Also, they didn't send anyone to tell you that Uncle was injured. How did you know he was injured and come to see him?"
Since Yang Cuiniang and the others are capable of doing it, we shouldn't blame her.
Song Xia paid several men from their village to help clean Fang Zheng.
Because of what she did, everyone in the village knew that Yang Cuiniang and her accomplices had abused the injured Fang Zheng.
Everyone was criticizing them.
If Fang Zheng hadn't gone hunting in the mountains from time to time, would his family have been able to afford meat? Would Fang Yuanbao have been able to go to school?
Speaking of reading.
Fang Yuanbao should go today too.
Yang Cuiniang didn't let him go just because he said his stomach hurt a little.
In fact.
He only felt a little pain.
Fang Xiu was angry, but after calming down, she was at a loss for what to do: "Xia'er, things have gotten so bad, how can your uncle stay in this house anymore?"
"Mother, do you think he can still stay in this house?"
Song Xia asked Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu fell silent.
Song Xia knew what Fang Xiu was thinking, and she said, "Mother, things are different now than before. You don't need to be afraid of Father. How about this, let's take Uncle to town first, and then we'll discuss what to do."
"good!"
Fang Xiu nodded, tears streaming down her face.
When Fang Yuanbao went up the mountain to call Fang Xiu's father and the others back...
Song Xia and the others had already left in an oxcart.
It was already afternoon when we arrived in town.
Fortunately, they ate some snacks they had bought earlier on the way, otherwise they probably would have been starving.
Fang Zheng didn't want them to interfere with him.
Unable to withstand Song Xia's forceful nature, she directly had him carried onto an oxcart.
I made some inquiries.
Song Xia and the others took him to the best clinic in town to have his leg examined.
The doctor looked grave after examining the patient.
Fang Xiu couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, how is my brother's leg? Is it still treatable?"
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