After finishing her medicine, the old lady took the bowl and went off to do something, but Yang Wan finally had a chance to observe her surroundings.
This is a somewhat dilapidated house. The surrounding walls look like they are made of yellow mud. Lying on your back on this haystack and looking up, you can clearly see the interior of the thatched roof.
The house was probably quite old; the yellow thatched roof was slightly blackened by mold, and there seemed to be a leak near the edge of the wall. A small patch of the wall was damp, and the damp part was slightly green, as if moss had grown on it.
The house was almost completely empty of furniture, except for a traditional earthen bed and stove, which are common in the countryside.
Even the windows were broken, with the few remaining panes of glass teetering precariously, blackened and yellowed. The wooden door was also rotten, and when the old woman touched it slightly, it made a creaking sound.
Yang Wan looked around in a daze, so weak that she could clearly feel how much strength she was using with each blink, and even feel the rate at which her body's strength was being lost with each breath and each blink.
She felt dizzy and disoriented, and for a few moments, Yang Wan thought she was dead.
But the lingering bitterness in her mouth and the creaking of the door as it was moved by the wind clearly told her that all of this was real.
Yang Wan struggled against her dazed state, repeatedly telling herself—
She can't die, she can't have anything happen to her. No matter how painful or difficult it is, she has to find a way to grit her teeth and live on.
If she dies, her daughter and husband will be heartbroken.
They had a perfectly good family; they couldn't just let it fall apart like this.
She had promised Shu Wenyuan that after she had achieved her goal, she would retire and live a peaceful and ordinary life with him and their daughter.
They've been looking forward to that day for so long.
Yes, she can't die, she can't be hurt...
Yang Wan tried to calm herself down, to cheer herself up, and to think more about her husband and children.
They were her only motivation to live.
It must have been some time since her accident.
She suddenly disappeared, lost contact with everyone, and her whereabouts are unknown. I wonder how worried Shu Wenyuan and the others must be.
Now that she has finally woken up, what she wants to do most is naturally to find a way to send a message out so that they know she is alright.
But……
Yang Wan tried her best to move her limbs, but apart from feeling soreness, she felt nothing else.
Her limbs seemed to be out of her control; no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't move.
Yang Wan felt a sudden panic.
Could something have happened to her limbs? Could she be... paralyzed?
Yang Wan felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it.
Her biggest fear is that she will become paralyzed, lose her mobility, and be unable to walk.
Then they would truly never be able to leave this mountain, never be able to find them, and never be able to reunite with them.
Just as I was feeling panicked and scared, a strange noise suddenly came from the window and outside the wall.
With her messy hair and dirty face, Yang Wan struggled to turn her head and looked over. She saw several dark-skinned farmers leaning over the wall outside the window, their eyes shining as they peered at her through the window.
He was pointing and commenting as he watched.
Seeing that Yang Wan had noticed them, the men seemed to have been stimulated and burst into excited laughter, whistling at Yang Wan and letting out even sharper, more excited laughter.
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