Chapter 110: The Family's Defenses Were Breached
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at the old man with some suspicion; this man seemed strange no matter how she looked at him…
His pulse was unusual yesterday, which she initially thought was due to an allergic reaction. But upon closer inspection today, she noticed a large bump on his head, with a tiny bit of blood seeping through. Could he have suffered amnesia from the impact?
The human brain is extremely complex, and in principle, anything can happen if the brain is damaged.
Jiang Nuanzhi carefully observed his reaction: "Do you still remember what you ate yesterday afternoon?"
"Yesterday."
The old man, who was frowning and deep in thought, suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I remember now, you poisoned me to death yesterday."
Jiang Nuanzhi choked: "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't poison you. You insisted on eating my crayfish. Besides, aren't you perfectly fine?"
The old man looked down and subconsciously glanced at himself: "Yes, I'm fine, I'm not dead."
Then, he looked at Lü Shizhu and said, "He said you poisoned me to death."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Lu Shizhu lowered his voice and said to Jiang Nuanzhi, "You were unconscious yesterday, but look, you still remember what we said!"
The old man frowned: "I don't remember everything either."
Lü Shizhu: "Hey, your hearing is surprisingly good."
The old man said, "I also heard you screaming for your mother last night."
Lü Shizhu: ".!"
"Anuan! Look at him!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Grandpa, please answer me seriously. Besides these, do you remember anything else?"
The old man looked down at the pork cracklings in his hand: "I also know that these aren't as tasty as the insects from last night."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"What I mean is, do you remember your family? And your name? How old are you?"
The old man hung his head, deep in thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head, stared intently at Jiang Nuanzhi, and said, "I... since I'm in your home, shouldn't we be relatives?"
"My dear girl, I guess we're not exactly close relatives. All I know is I don't have a chubby little junior like you."
As she spoke, she stared at Jiang Nuanzhi for a while: "Among all the fat people, you're considered pretty. By the way, how do you little fatties manage to gain so much weight? Do you eat a lot?"
Jiang Nuanzhi gritted her teeth inwardly: "Do you know why Xiaoming's great-grandmother lived to be 120 years old?"
"I don't know." The old man shook his head, bewildered. "Why?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Because...his great-grandmother never meddles in other people's business!"
She rolled her eyes and continued brewing the medicine.
If it weren't for the fact that she insisted on arguing with this old geezer at such a crucial moment.
Does this old man think he's praising himself?
This fat bastard is getting more and more brittle the more I try to lose weight!
They've already lost so much weight, so why do they all still say they're fat?
Do they all have eye problems?!
She took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself. The medicine was now at the point where it needed to be decocted to release its full effect, so she proceeded with extreme caution, her hand steadily stirring the pot. The aroma of the medicine gradually filled the air.
Fifteen minutes later, all the ingredients had been combined, and the pot of medicine was ready. Jiang Nuanzhi let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"Girl."
Shh, don't speak yet.
Jiang Nuanzhi was too lazy to pay attention to him at the moment. Li Rong was right; this person was indeed a dangerous individual.
They're the kind of people who can make themselves dangerous.
Holding his breath, he poured all the wound medicine into the bottle. Then he counted them together with the previous ones; there were more than two hundred and thirty in total.
After deducting the order for 200 bottles for Mr. Lü, I still have more than 30 bottles left.
I spent a lot of money on medicine before, and bribing officials in Canglin was even more expensive. I only have a little over twenty taels of silver left.
Selling them all would still leave a little short of enough to redeem Simbo. But it shouldn't be too far off.
Even if all else fails, there's a little god of wealth in the family. I remember Xiao Xuanting saying that he still had silver notes in his underpants.
Jiang Nuanzhi's eyes darted around, thinking that if she really didn't have enough, she could borrow some silver to tide her over. She could pay it back after she finished making the next batch of medicine. If Xuan Ting didn't have enough, it seemed that Young Master Lü also had some.
While pondering this, he and several family members placed all the wound medicine in a cool, shady spot inside the house.
Freshly brewed wound medicine should be left to stand overnight until the medicinal effects are fully absorbed and the ointment solidifies before it can be handed over.
"Hey, isn't this child my family?"
The old man suddenly grabbed Xiao Xuanting, who was peeking out from inside the house, and looked at him seriously, saying, "This little girl looks very kind to me. My descendant should grow up to be this beautiful."
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Baozhu and said, "This girl looks kind too."
Xiao Xuanting frowned as he looked at the person in front of him. He instinctively hid behind Jiang Nuanzhi.
He almost always stays inside when there are outsiders around. This is actually the first time I've seen the old man so closely. I really feel like I've seen him before.
However, Xiao Xuanting thought for a long time but still couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
Jiang Nuanzhi then picked up a clean handkerchief and some strong liquor to help the old man treat the wound on his head.
To be honest, this liquor doesn't have a high alcohol content. I'll need to brew some myself when I have some free time, just in case.
After treating the wound, Jiang Nuanzhi reached out her hand to the old man.
"The consultation fee is two taels of silver."
The old man glanced at it and said, "Oh, put it on the tab first, I'm out of money."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Her lips twitched. This old man was strange; one minute he seemed incredibly stupid, the next he seemed very worldly-wise. She thought to herself that she still needed to ask Li Rong what his background was.
"Alright, fine, keep the tab. The treatment is over, you can go now. Just remember to bring me the money later."
"Girl, aren't we relatives? Why are you kicking me out?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "No, I'm so fat, I'm not related to you. Ask my child if you don't believe me. Xuan Ting, do you know this grandfather?"
Xuan Ting shook his head.
The old man murmured, "Xuan Ting? That's right, that's my child's name! I remember it!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "It's no use for you to remember. Hurry up and go back."
Without saying a word, he shoved the whisk into the man's hand and tried to push him away.
He pushed the person twice, but the person didn't budge.
For a moment, Jiang Nuanzhi stared at her hands and began to question her life.
She knew her own strength; even a burly man couldn't withstand her. What was wrong with this old man?
"Girl, at least let me eat, okay? I'm so old, I'll starve to death if I go out alone."
As he spoke, the old man looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a pitiful expression.
After much hesitation, Jiang Nuanzhi finally softened and invited him to have lunch.
The main problem is that we can't push them out, and we might not be able to win even if we fight them.
However, out of concern for the old man, Jiang Nuanzhi temporarily canceled her planned trip to the fields. She decided to stay home and keep an eye on things.
"Girl, can we still eat insects for lunch today?"
When Jiang Nuanzhi was cooking, she had a big tail following her around.
Big Tail lifted the insect, drool practically dripping onto the ground.
Clearly, this big tail wasn't as popular as the others, and Jiang Nuanzhi said irritably, "If you're going to eat bugs, you really don't need to walk anymore."
The old man's eyes lit up: "Girl, you've decided to let me stay here?"
Here's the one I owed yesterday. Goodnight, my darlings.
(End of this chapter)
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