“Yes, I’m vicious.” Song Yueying nodded seriously, her gaze sweeping over Wang Muxiang’s face and landing on Song Rumeng’s. “I broke your finger.”
"I'm so vicious, would you dare let me put your finger back on?"
These words startled Song Rumeng. The Song Yueying of the past was easily fooled, and she dared to be. But today's Song Yueying was unfathomable, and she… dared not.
However, the doctor at the commune clinic couldn't set her finger properly, so she had no choice but to come back to Song Yueying for help.
Song Rumeng bit her lip, her gaze towards Song Yueying filled with grievance and sadness. "Cousin, why did you say such a thing? Don't you want to put my finger back on?"
"But why don't you want to reattach my finger?"
"You broke my finger!"
Song Yueying clicked her tongue twice. "That's right, I broke your finger. Why do you think I would put it back on? I broke your finger and then put it back on."
What am I after?
These words were truly infuriating. Qi Yanjue, who heard Song Yueying's words at the kitchen door, raised the corners of his mouth.
Song Rumeng was stunned by Song Yueying's words. She had originally intended to appeal to Song Yueying's emotions and coax her into reattaching her finger. However, Song Yueying's words only became more infuriating with each passing sentence.
Wang Muxiang and Uncle Song were also stunned.
But Wang Muxiang reacted quickly, raising her voice and saying, "What else do you dare to want? You vicious..."
“No matter how vicious I am, I’m not as vicious as your daughter.” Song Yueying cut her off directly, scoffing, “She saw me come back with the things I bought and immediately tried to snatch them.”
"Even professional bandits wouldn't act with such self-righteousness."
"I only broke one of her fingers, I didn't cut off her whole hand, I was already being polite."
"You...you..." Wang Muxiang was so angry that she couldn't speak.
“You’re talking nonsense. I didn’t try to take your things,” Song Rumeng retorted. “I was just trying to help you carry your things into the yard.”
"But you turned around and accused me of stealing your things and breaking my fingers. Cousin, I'm your older cousin, how could you... This is really too much."
Song Rumeng looked heartbroken, as if Song Yueying had done something utterly heinous.
“Yes, that’s really going too far.” Song Yueying nodded in agreement.
Song Rumeng stared in shock, her eyes wide. She didn't argue; instead, she nodded in agreement. How could this be? Why had Song Yueying become like this?
"Knowing you've gone too far, why don't you hurry up and fix Mengmeng's finger?" Wang Muxiang said, seizing the opportunity.
Song Yueying asked with a smile, "When did I say I was going to reattach her fingers?"
"You..." Wang Muxiang was speechless. She had never said anything about reattaching Mengmeng's finger. She even said, what would she gain by breaking Mengmeng's finger and then reattaching it?
Uncle Song didn't say a word; he was carefully observing Song Yueying. In just a few days, his widowed niece's entire demeanor had changed dramatically.
Especially her eyes, which resembled her mother's; they used to be dull and lifeless, but now they shone with an astonishing brightness, as if they could see right through people's hearts.
She also became very eloquent, and her own daughter and wife could not out-argue her at all.
Song Rumeng's eyes filled with tears, but she tried hard to hold them back. "Cousin, you..."
"Don't call me that, it makes me feel uneasy," Song Yueying interrupted Song Rumeng. "Every time you call me that, you want to take something from me."
"I've given you so much psychological trauma."
"I didn't." Song Rumeng's tears rolled down her cheeks, one after another. She looked as if she had suffered a great injustice, and appeared extremely pitiful.
“You have it, and I have the IOU. You can’t deny it.” Song Yueying knew that her uncle had been observing her, so she ignored his scrutinizing gaze.
She was not afraid of anyone looking at her.
As a junior, she should greet Uncle Song first, but she wasn't the original owner of this body, Song Yueying. It was impossible for her to greet Uncle Song directly.
Uncle Song did not directly bully the original owner and Song's mother, but he instigated his wife and daughter to bully the original owner and Song's mother, which was more despicable and disgusting.
Although he didn't know what had caused her to become like this, Uncle Song was certain that she was no longer the foolish and easily deceived Song Yueying of the past.
Uncle Song smiled and spoke first, "Yueying, your aunt doesn't speak nicely. Everyone in our village knows that's her personality. Don't take it to heart."
"But your eldest cousin is a good person; she's the closest to you."
Song Yueying didn't respond, but her gaze fell on Wang Muxiang, her meaning not to be too obvious.
"Brother Song, you..." Hearing her husband belittle her in front of Song Yueying, Wang Muxiang habitually started to curse again.
Uncle Song gave her a fierce glare, and she instantly shut up like a gourd with its mouth sawed off. All she could do was curse Song Yueying in her heart: "Slut, little beast..."
Song Yueying felt a little smug that she could shut up a shrew like Wang Muxiang with just a glance.
I knew I hadn't misjudged him; Uncle Song was just pretending to be weak while actually being strong.
Despite Wang Muxiang's sharp tongue and fierce insults, that's all she's good at. The truly shrewd person is Uncle Song; even Wang Muxiang wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of him.
Song Yueying had already mentally categorized Uncle Song as a dangerous individual and was on guard against him.
After all, he was the original owner's father's older brother and the original owner's uncle.
"Dad..." Song Rumeng called out pitifully.
"Shut up too." After scolding Song Rumeng, Uncle Song put on a kind face when facing Song Yueying. "Little Ying! No matter what, we are all family."
"A family should help each other, clear up misunderstandings, and solve problems together."
"That way we won't be bullied by outsiders, don't you think?"
Song Yueying neither said yes nor no, she just stared at Uncle Song without saying a word.
Performing a solo act is not only awkward but also unsightly. Uncle Song's kind smile was about to fade; this little brat wasn't even giving him any face anymore.
Wang Muxiang and Song Rumeng wanted to speak, but unfortunately, Uncle Song wouldn't let them.
"Xiaoying," Uncle Song continued earnestly, "I don't know what unpleasant thing happened between you and Mengmeng."
"But Mengmeng is your cousin, and you broke her finger. Aren't you going to reattach it?"
"How could that be? I'm a village doctor. How could I refuse to see patients who come to me?" Song Yueying glanced at Song Rumeng with a half-smile.
This glance startled Song Rumeng quite a bit.
Song Rumeng said urgently to her uncle, "Dad, don't believe her nonsense. She just said she broke my finger and then put it back on. What's she after?"
"Song Yueying is very vicious; she would never kindly help me get my finger back."
Uncle Song's thoughts were similar to Song Rumeng's, but he was more astute. In his view, Song Yueying must have wanted something from Song Rumeng by breaking her finger.
Otherwise, Song Yueying wouldn't have said what she was after.
Wang Muxiang moved closer to Uncle Song and reminded him, "Honey, Mengmeng is right. Song Yueying is definitely faking it. You must not believe her."
"Don't believe her." Uncle Song sneered, glaring at Wang Muxiang. "If you don't believe her, do you still want your daughter's finger reattached?"
Uncle Song felt that he would be driven to his death by Wang Muxiang, that stupid woman, sooner or later.
Hearing his daughter's screams in his own yard, he wanted to come out and check on her immediately, but his foolish wife stopped him.
She said her daughter wouldn't suffer any loss; only Song Yueying would. She also told him to just stay home and wait for his daughter to bring things back.
And what was the result?
Song Rumeng's finger was broken by Song Yueying. She went to the commune's health center, but the doctor there said they couldn't fix it and gave them two suggestions.
The first option is to go to the county hospital, and the second is to find the person who broke her finger to set it. The doctor also said that the person who broke the finger used a special technique, and ordinary bone-setting methods wouldn't work.
This old woman still can't see the situation clearly. It's them who need Song Yueying's help, not the other way around.
"If you don't want a daughter with a missing finger, then stop insulting Song Yueying. Instead, coax her and get her to reattach Mengmeng's finger," Uncle Song warned Wang Muxiang.
A woman with a missing finger can easily get married, but it's difficult for her to marry into a good family.
"Let me coax her, you little slut, she doesn't deserve it!" Wang Muxiang cursed as soon as she opened her mouth. She didn't believe Uncle Song's words at all. "It's just a finger reattachment, isn't it?"
“There’s someone in my hometown who can set bones, so I immediately took Mengmeng to find that person to set her finger.”
"Mom, the person you mentioned, can he really... really reattach my finger?" Song Rumeng's voice was excited and full of hope.
"Definitely," Wang Muxiang assured.
Having received the assurance, Song Rumeng eagerly pulled Wang Muxiang along, saying, "Then let's go now."
Wang Muxiang knew her daughter was anxious, and she was anxious too, so she left with Song Rumeng without objection. This left Uncle Song standing there, seething with anger.
Song Yueying glanced at the mother and daughter who had left in a hurry, then closed the courtyard gate.
Entering the main room, I saw Qi Yanjue and Wuyue sitting around a square table, staring at each other... The atmosphere was a bit strange.
Hey! Let me correct you. It wasn't that Qi Yanjue and Wuyue were staring at each other, but rather that Wuyue was looking at Qi Yanjue curiously, while Qi Yanjue didn't even glance at Wuyue.
"What are you two doing?" Song Yueying walked to the square table and sat down.
"No, nothing," May replied.
Qi Yanjue glanced at her, which was his answer.
Since the other person was unwilling to talk about it, and Song Yueying hadn't really wanted an answer anyway, she looked at Wuyue and asked, "Wuyue, do you still remember the kinds of herbs I taught you to recognize?"
"I remember," May nodded.
Song Yueying said, "If you have time, go up the mountain and dig some up for me. Gather the other friends and go together. Tell them that no matter how much you dig up, I'll take it all."
"What does 'take...take' mean?" May asked, blinking her eyes.
Song Yueying replied, "It just means I'm calculating the money for you."
Upon hearing that they were to be paid, May quickly waved her hand and said, "No need, no need to pay us. We never paid when we helped our boss dig for herbs."
“The past is the past, the present is the present. You’ll help me dig up some herbs on the mountain, and I won’t let you work for nothing.” After saying that, Song Yueying added, “Remember, be careful.”
Song Yueying couldn't control how the original owner enslaved child laborers, but she couldn't bring herself to do such a thing.
"Yes." May stood up, solemnly promising to remind her friends to be careful, and then ran off.
Perhaps because she was too excited, May almost tripped over the threshold when she went out. Song Yueying watched from behind, and wanted to remind her, but in the end she decided against it.
"What do you need so many herbs for?" Qi Yanjue asked.
He suddenly spoke up, and Song Yueying paused for a moment before answering matter-of-factly, "Of course, it's to make pills and sell them for money."
“You’re short of money,” Qi Yanjue asked again.
"What a question you ask," Song Yueying said with a smile. "Although there is no longer a famine, there are still many people who are not full and have no clothes to wear."
"Everyone has money, don't you?"
Qi Yanjue wanted to say that he didn't lack money, but he swallowed the words back, feeling that it would easily make people resent him.
Thinking about how quickly his injuries had healed, Zhao Yiheng was amazed after examining him. If he hadn't been stopped, Zhao Yiheng would have come here to buy medicine from her.
Hearing her say she wanted to make pills, Qi Yanjue asked, "Are you going to make the kind of pills you gave me?"
"How is that possible?" Song Yueying looked at Qi Yanjue with horror. "The kind of pills I gave you are too expensive, and the herbs might not be available in this Daqingshan Mountain."
"Are the medicinal herbs used to make those pills very rare?" Qi Yanjue thought that since she couldn't gather all the necessary herbs, he would apply to his superiors to see if he could obtain them.
What she cannot do alone, the whole country might be able to do.
“Rare... wait a minute.” Song Yueying finally noticed Qi Yanjue’s unusual reaction to her pills, and she asked warily, “Why are you so interested in my pills?”
Qi Yanjue realized she had been too hasty, but time was of the essence. She could wait, but they couldn't, so she told the truth, "Your pills are very effective."
"So what?" She knew perfectly well whether her pills were effective or not.
After considering it for a moment, Qi Yanjue asked, "Since you want to make pills to sell for money, could you sell them to us?"
Zhao Yiheng stared at her pills for a long time.
Sell it to them? He meant "them." Not just him alone, but them? Song Yueying's expression turned serious. "Who...are you referring to 'them'?"
"Zhao Yiheng and I." Qi Yanjue originally wanted to say the military, but then he remembered that the report he and Zhao Yiheng had just submitted had not yet been approved, so he could only change his words to say "Zhao Yiheng and I."
Song Yueying stared at him for a long time, making sure he wasn't joking. "I have to make it clear first, the herbs are limited, so the pills made from them will definitely not be as effective as the ones I gave you."
"In addition, I need to take stock of the herbs I have before I can decide what kind of pills to make."
"However, I can guarantee that the pills I make will be much more effective than the pills currently available on the market."
"You can go back and discuss it with Dr. Zhao before deciding whether to buy it or not."
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