“I’ve lost my husband too.” Mo Yan smiled and looked at them. “Then why didn’t I seek help from others? How did I manage to raise my child all by myself in the village?”
Losing her husband is not an excuse. Given her status, she will definitely be taken care of in the village. You should also give her a pension, right?
Why are you working so hard here?
Of course, we shouldn't doubt other people's good intentions, but saying too much about certain things or doing the wrong thing can make people feel disgusted.
Some men see this as strength, something particularly admirable. But we women see it differently. Perhaps it's because everyone's perspective is different; some people are simply less perceptive.
Mo Yan was implying something, and they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of being the ones who said something wrong.
"Thank you so much, leaders. We'll go see Wei Lin right away and ask him what happened. We're sorry to have troubled you. I brought you something with me."
Upon hearing this, the leader quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, ma'am, we can't accept your things."
"These are pills, and some anti-inflammatory powder. The one who died in my family was a doctor. I used to bring these to Wei Lin often. He said they were very effective when he was on missions, so I brought a lot over. Would you like to try them?"
The original owner's husband's prescription was very good, and over the years, the original owner would also brew medicine for the villagers, free of charge. Even if she did charge, it was only at cost price, which is why everyone was willing to help.
"Really? Auntie, then we won't stand on ceremony. Don't worry, if we find it to be really effective later, we hope to cooperate with you."
We'll accept these; we'll give you some compensation, and we hope you'll accept it.
They frequently patrol the border, and these are very needed. Wei Lin had brought some before, saying they were sent from his family; they thought they came from somewhere else...
"Actually, there is a better way. How about I cripple Wei Lin and then heal him? Then you can see it more clearly."
Mo Yan spoke with utmost seriousness, and after listening, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Auntie, this joke isn't funny."
Mo Yan: "..."
"I wasn't joking."
lead:"……"
Wei Lin had just fainted. When he woke up, he found himself in the infirmary. He was a little confused. What had just happened? In his hazy state, he seemed to see his mother and Xiao Ran?
He moved forcefully and felt pain all over his body. The relief wasn't an illusion; it was real.
He was beaten terribly by his mother, and he was actually a little scared and didn't know how to face his mother and Xiao Ran.
Just then, someone arrived; it was Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan suddenly appeared, carrying Xiao Hu, and rushed in, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Wei Lin, I'm so sorry. It's all because of you and your mother that you got beaten by your mother."
"You shouldn't take care of us anymore, so as not to become a burden to us."
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