Upon seeing this, Jiang Yuwei slapped away the woman's outstretched hand and said coldly:
"I'm really giving you too much credit. What made you think you could ask me for money? I haven't even asked you for the money I paid for saving people yet. My son and I saved people together for ten taels of silver. Give me the money for saving people first, and then we can talk about other things!"
Seeing this, the woman quickly got up, dusted herself off, glared at Jiang Yuwei, and scolded:
"You vicious woman, you're the ones who killed my daughter! And you still dare to ask me for money to save her? I think you've really gone mad!"
The woman then looked at Ning Zhao and cursed:
"You worthless bastard born of a whore, what are you standing there for? Tell your mother to hand over the money!"
Seeing that this woman dared to insult her mother like this, Ning Zhao immediately looked at Jiang Yuwei with red eyes and cried:
“Mother, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have been so soft-hearted as to save that person. I’ve made you suffer because of me.”
Just then, Xiaoyu, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened her eyes and kept calling out:
"Mother, Mother, don't let me die! I... I'll stop eating and save everything for my little brother! Mother, please don't throw me in the river! I don't want to die, sob sob..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuwei glared at the short, plump woman and angrily said, "Oh!"
"You dare call yourself a mother? You throw your child into the river to drown after just one bite of food? Tell me, what kind of creature gave birth to this little bastard!"
Upon hearing Jiang Yuwei's words, the woman's face flushed red and then turned pale. Seeing the disgusted looks directed at her from everyone, she rushed to Xiaoyu's side, kicked Xiaoyu, and cursed:
"You good-for-nothing, you might as well be dead. If you're not dead, get up and get to work. Don't try to freeload!"
As soon as Xiaoyu opened her eyes, she saw her mother's fierce gaze. Startled, she scrambled to her feet and nodded.
"Yes, Mother."
Then the woman grabbed Xiaoyu's arm and walked away cursing.
Seeing that everything was resolved, Jiang Yuwei hurriedly led Ning Zhao and the others to the shop. Ning Zhao was still soaking wet, and if they didn't get to the shop quickly to change their clothes, they could easily catch a cold.
After all, medicine is not advanced in this world, so Jiang Yuwei was very cautious. She was afraid that Ning Zhao might catch a cold and get a fever that could damage his brain. Besides, Ning Zhao was doing so well in his studies. If he caught a cold and got a fever while saving someone, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
When Jiang Yuwei and the others arrived at the shop, everyone had already started cleaning up and preparing to close up and go home. There were activities for the Dragon Boat Festival today, so the items in the shop were selling very quickly. Fortunately, Tie Zhu and Ning Wu were making paper and new products non-stop in the paper mill, which barely kept up with the shop's sales speed.
Jiang Yuwei said to Ning Qiu:
"You guys go ahead and get ready. I'll take Ning Zhao to the backyard to wash him up so he doesn't catch a cold again. Once we're done, we'll head back to the village."
Ning Qiu looked at Ning Zhao, who was shivering from the cold behind Jiang Yuwei, and felt very sorry for her. She quickly nodded and said:
"Sister Yuwei, don't worry about us, hurry up and take Ningzhao to the backyard to tidy up."
Jiang Yuwei led Ning Zhao to the backyard, found a change of clothes she had bought for the mentally challenged man, handed it to Ning Zhao, and then found the man's towel and stuffed it into his hand.
"Zhao'er, here you go. Hurry up and go to the inner room to change your wet clothes. Use this towel to dry yourself thoroughly, especially your hair. I'll boil some hot water for you to drink to warm you up."
Ning Zhao nodded and took the clothes and towel into the house. Jiang Yuwei was also busy, chopping firewood and starting a fire in the yard. She boiled half a pot of water and first ladled out a bowl of water to let it cool on the stove.
She went to the warehouse and brought back two hot water bottles, filling them both with hot water. When Ning Zhao came out of the inner room, Jiang Yuwei saw that he was wearing oversized clothes meant for a mentally challenged person, and shook her head helplessly, saying:
"You'll have to make do with these for now. It's better than being naked. Take out your dirty clothes too, and I'll take them back and wash them for you."
As she spoke, Jiang Yuwei handed the bowl of water to Ning Zhao and said with a smile:
"I've already cooled it down for you, it's still warm now, drink it quickly so you can warm yourself up."
Ning Zhao was shivering from the cold when she took the warm water from Jiang Yuwei. A feeling of warmth washed over her, and with reddened eyes, she drank the water in one gulp. After finishing the bowl, Ning Zhao felt less cold. She quickly handed the bowl back to Jiang Yuwei and smiled.
"Mother, another bowl."
Jiang Yuwei smiled and poured him another bowl of water. Seeing Ning Zhao drink it, she placed two hot water bottles filled with hot water into Ning Zhao's arms and laughed:
"Quickly hug me to warm up, then we'll go home."
Jiang Yuwei gave the simpleton a few instructions, then called everyone to get on the oxcart. The group sat in a circle, squeezing Ning Zhao alone in the middle, as if afraid he would be blown away by the wind.
The group quickly returned to Ningjia Village. After what happened in the afternoon, Jiang Yuwei was no longer in the mood to cook, so her original plan to invite everyone to the courtyard for a gathering was canceled. She could only wait until another time to invite them for a meal.
Jiang Yuwei said to Ning Daya:
"Da Ya, go heat up the rest of the zongzi and make two cold dishes. Let everyone finish eating and then leave. I'm really tired today. I'll go inside and change my clothes first."
Ning Daya nodded quickly upon hearing this and said:
"I understand, Sister Yuwei. You go back to your room and rest. Leave the things outside to me."
Jiang Yuwei nodded, went into the room and closed the door. She then took a quick shower in her spatial dimension using the spiritual spring water, which made her feel much better. After changing her clothes, Jiang Yuwei went to bed and lay down.
At this moment, all she wanted was to get a good night's sleep. A bath in the spiritual spring would relieve her physical fatigue, but she had been in a very tense state of mind all afternoon.
One moment she was excited, the next she was disappointed, then she was nervous, then she was angry. The short afternoon felt like a year, so Jiang Yuwei lay down on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.
That night she had many dreams. She dreamed of her former parents, her current parents, Ning Zhao, Ning Wan, and Ning Huaizhi. In the dream, she only felt very tired.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she was woken up by Ning Zhao’s violent coughing. She wanted to turn over and go back to sleep, but suddenly a thought popped into her head: Could Ning Zhao have caught a cold?
Thinking this, Jiang Yuwei couldn't care less about continuing to sleep. She quickly got up, put on a coat, and went to the west room. She saw Ning Zhao lying on the bed, covered in sweat, his face flushed red. She didn't know if he was asleep or awake, but he kept coughing and talking nonsense.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuwei immediately used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Ning Zhao's forehead, murmuring:
"My dear Zhao'er, please don't let the fever make you stupid!"
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