She put the medicine bowl on the bedside table and sobbed, "Fine, don't drink it then. You're just happy because your mother is alive. You'd be happy if I died a long time ago."
"Oh, Mother, what are you doing? Don't say such unlucky things," Su Xueli quickly coaxed her.
Wei Mingshen sat up irritably and demanded of his mother, "Mother, what's wrong with you so early in the morning? Why are you talking about life and death like that? Isn't it annoying!"
Cao Maizi wiped away her tears and said, "It's all because of you. Do you know how much effort your mother put into preparing the medicine?"
Wei Mingshen was terrified and reached out to hug Cao Maizi, coaxing her, "Alright, alright, I've let Mother down. I deserve to be beaten. Let my father beat me, beat me hard."
With red eyes, Cao Maizi said, "Who wants to hit you? I just want you to drink your medicine."
Wei Mingshen had been drinking all day yesterday and was still feeling the effects of the alcohol. The smell of the medicine made him want to vomit, which is why he was so resistant earlier.
Seeing that he had no choice but to drink it, he mustered the determination of a warrior going to his death, picked up the medicine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then covered his mouth and shrank back into the quilt.
Seeing that Cao Maizi's anger had turned to joy, he took the empty bowl and went out.
As soon as she left, Su Xueli quickly closed the door, picked up the chamber pot that hadn't been emptied from the corner, and said, "Go ahead and throw up."
Wei Ming threw off the covers with a deep sigh and vomited up all the medicine he had just taken.
Su Xueli poured him a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table, then pinched her nose and stepped aside.
After spitting out, Wei Mingshen took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, then drank the entire glass of water. Looking at Su Xueli, he sincerely said, "Thank you."
Su Xueli remembered his "rudeness" last night, turned her neck away from him, ignored him, and picked up the chamber pot to empty it.
Wei Mingshen watched her retreating figure and gave her an ambiguous smile.
Su Xueli emptied the chamber pot and came back, asking him, "Did you talk to your comrades about serious matters yesterday?"
Wei Mingshen stretched and yawned in bed, saying comfortably, "Can I not tell you? My comrade's uncle is an attending physician in the city. I can go to him. It's just a matter of getting a fake medical certificate. It's easy to handle."
Su Xueli said, "Okay, okay, let's go find him today."
Wei Mingshen glanced at her and asked, "Are you in such a hurry?"
Su Xueli rolled her eyes at him, "Aren't you in a hurry?"
Wei Mingshen's eyes suddenly darkened, he sighed softly, picked up his clothes and put them on.
Su Xueli packed up the straw weaving she had made over the past two days, intending to take it to the city.
While eating breakfast, Wei Mingshen didn't see his younger sister, so he asked, "Where's Mingyue? Isn't she up yet?"
Su Xueli lowered her head and remained silent. Cao Maizi looked at her husband, and Wei Tiezhu said in a muffled voice, "We kicked her out."
Wei Mingshen frowned and asked, "Is she causing trouble again?"
Su Xueli thought to herself: A wise person.
Helpless, Cao Maizi told her about what happened yesterday at noon. After she finished, she assured her daughter-in-law, "Xueli, this time I won't let her get away with it. I'll find a matchmaker named Yan to find her a husband. Once she marries, she'll be at peace."
In truth, what mother doesn't love her child? Cao Maizi wanted her daughter-in-law to calm down and took the initiative to bring her daughter back.
Wei Mingshen's face darkened after hearing this, and he looked at Cao Maizi and said, "Mother, this girl should have been disciplined long ago. This time, she is not allowed to enter the house unless she apologizes to Xue Li."
Cao Maizi paused for a moment, then immediately chimed in, "That's right, that's right."
Su Xueli recalled how Wei Mingyue had bullied her in her previous life, and he had pretended to be dead. Yet now he was protecting her like this. But she wasn't moved; she only felt sorry for and pitied that humble version of herself.
At the same time, I understand a principle: dignity is something you earn yourself, not something given to you by others.
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