Li Zhen refused without even thinking.
Song Dalong: "Don't we still have a dozen or so yuan left?"
"That money was saved up for Haitao to get married, and no one is allowed to touch it."
Song Dalong thought for a moment and said, "Doesn't Mom have money? I'll go to her room and get it. Anyway, it's for her medical treatment, so she shouldn't say anything."
Li Zhen rolled her eyes. "What can she say? She can't speak at all right now."
Song Dalong ignored his wife's strange behavior and went to Old Lady Song's room.
But after searching everywhere—the kang (heated brick bed), the large wooden box, and every nook and cranny—he couldn't find the money.
Li Zhen also came in to look for it.
Of course, she had her own plans. If she found the money, she would keep it for herself and not leave a single penny for her mother-in-law.
The couple searched the entire house but couldn't find the 500 yuan.
Song Dalong was worried, "How can I get my mother treated if I don't have money?"
Li Zhen cursed inwardly for how well Old Lady Song hid the money.
She said angrily, "I think treatment is pointless. There's no cure for stroke. She might as well be dead. Who's going to take care of her excrement while she's alive? I can't stand the smell."
After all, she was his own mother, and Song Dalong felt uncomfortable hearing Li Zhen say that.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you cursing my mother to die?"
Li Zhen, who was always domineering at home, suddenly flew into a rage and poked Song Dalong's face hard with one finger, making him stagger backward.
"What are you yelling about? Song Dalong, you've got guts now, daring to challenge me. Let me tell you, I won't give you a single penny, and I won't take care of your mother anymore."
Song Dalong couldn't hold out for more than two seconds before he immediately gave in to Li Zhen's domineering presence and fawned over her.
"Wife, stop poking me. You don't need to serve me. Can I do it for you?"
Li Zhen rolled her eyes at him.
Huang Juan heard the sounds of her mother-in-law rummaging through drawers and arguing in the house from the yard. She pursed her lips and curled her lips into a mocking smile.
Song Fanxing was not surprised to hear that Old Lady Song had suffered a stroke; she had already figured it out.
With current medical conditions, Granny Song will likely spend the rest of her life bedridden.
With Old Lady Song paralyzed, their family will surely face many challenges in the future.
They never get any good things, but they're always involved in any trouble.
Sure enough, just after dinner time in the evening, Song Dalong and his wife, and Song Dapeng and his wife came to their house.
This was the first time Song Fanxing had met Song Dapeng and Huang Juan since she transmigrated.
Song Dapeng looked listless and sleepy, with a scruffy beard and a disheveled appearance.
Huang Juan looked quite young, with a round face and a long braid. Her clothes were old but still neat.
Song Dalong said directly, "Mom is sick and is currently receiving treatment in the hospital, which requires a lot of money. Yesterday's expenses were covered by the brigade leader, which cost two yuan. The three families will pool their money to pay back the brigade leader, and the rest will be used for Mom's continued treatment."
Fearing that Fang Jie wouldn't give it, Li Zhen said, "They're all our mother's sons. She's sick now, so everyone has to pay. No one can escape it."
Fang Jie didn't intend to run away. Although her mother-in-law wasn't good to their family, she was still her husband's mother. Since her husband wasn't around, she had to take care of her.
Fang Jie earned 10.08 yuan from selling mountain products last time. After paying her two sons' tuition, she had some left over. She took out 5 yuan and gave it to Song Dalong.
Her quick agreement surprised Song Dalong.
You should know that Old Lady Song has bullied her and her children quite a bit over the years.
He was genuinely surprised that she was willing to pay. He had expected it to take a lot of effort.
Song Dalong looked at Song Dapeng, "What about yours?"
Song Dapeng shrugged, "I have no money."
At this moment, Huang Juan took out 5 yuan and handed it to Song Dalong.
Song Dapeng gave Huang Juan a meaningful look.
Song Dalong and Li Zhen were overjoyed. Ten yuan was a huge sum of money, enough to cure Old Lady Song's illness.
To everyone's surprise, Huang Juan asked, "What about yours?"
Song Dalong and Li Zhen were taken aback; they had no intention of paying.
Fang Jie also saw through the couple's crooked thoughts and said, "The three of us together owe 15 yuan. After giving the team leader two yuan, we'll have 13 yuan left. Could you please have his second uncle keep the hospital's bill? We'll have to calculate it in the end. If it's over, the three of us will pay the difference. If there's any left over, we'll split it equally and return it to them."
Song Fanxing sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) listening to Fang Jie do the accounting, and sighed inwardly that her mother had never been to school, yet she did the accounting quite well.
Song Dalong and Li Zhen's wishful thinking failed, and they reluctantly took out 5 yuan.
"Okay, see? The money's all here."
Li Zhen: "Now that we have the treatment costs covered, let's discuss how to take care of the patient."
Fang Jie was in a dilemma. She was the only adult in her family, and she had to go to work, so she couldn't go to the hospital to take care of her.
Huang Juan said directly, "Our Song Dapeng will go."
Song Dapeng didn't say anything; he had two daughters who went in his place.
Song Dalong thought to himself, "Forget it, Dapeng only knows how to lie on the kang and sleep. There's no way he'd go."
Song Dapeng: "Da Ni and Er Ni go."
Song Dalong thought that his younger brother was not as good as his two nieces, so he didn't say anything and looked at Fang Jie.
Who from your family is going?
Fang Jie looked at Fang Min, "Xiao Min, why don't you go in my place?"
Fang Min immediately hid far away.
"I'm not going! What does it have to do with me?"
Song Yaohui: "Then go and work for my mom. We've raised you for so long, you can't just keep eating and drinking for free."
"What do you mean by 'eating and drinking for free'? That sounds awful. She's my own sister, isn't it normal for her to give me some food?"
Fang Jie: "It was my duty to support you when you were little, but you are now married with children. We each have our own families, and I have no obligation to support you. Letting you and your daughter live and eat in my house was a favor I did for you, and I can take that favor back."
Song Fanxing wanted to applaud her mother.
That's how you should treat a shameless woman like Fang Min.
Fang Min reluctantly said, "Fine, I'll go take care of her, is that alright? She calls herself my sister, but she's always trying to kick us out. She's so heartless!"
Huang Juan hadn't forgotten Song Dalong's family. "Who from your family is going?"
Li Zhen pointed at Song Dalong.
Next, the three families took turns going to the hospital to take care of Grandma Song.
The village continued its large-scale harvest.
Song Fanxing also collected various seeds from the ground and threw them into her space. The spiritual spring space is now rich in species.
She would often sit in the courtyard and take a nap, but in reality, she was busy in the space.
The village had a bumper harvest, and so did she. The rice she planted ripened, and the plump grains hung heavily on the branches, golden and glistening.
However, with only a handful of seeds, even if a lot is produced, it won't be enough for the family to eat. After threshing the rice, Song Fanxing threw it back into the soil and watered it thoroughly with spiritual spring water several times.
The cotton we planted also yielded a bumper harvest, filling six large baskets, in preparation for the upcoming winter.
She knew that winters in Northeast China were extremely cold, and that snot could freeze into ice sculptures when you went outside, so she had to be prepared to keep warm.
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