When Chen Zhanshan saw that the two men, even on the verge of death, still wanted to drag their entire families down with them, his face immediately darkened.
"Don't be unreasonable and make trouble. Even if you die in my house, it's an accident, you know? You ate the rat poison because you were greedy, so don't blame us."
"Exactly," Lin retorted sarcastically. "Did we stuff your mouth shut or force you to eat with a knife? You're so greedy, you put everything in your mouth, and now you want to blame us? You deserve to die from the medicine!"
"Father, Mother, please stop talking. It's all my fault." Chen Qingqing choked back tears, putting on a heartbroken expression. "I was afraid the snacks might be poisoned and kill people, so I put them under the cabinet in the corner. Who knew they would still steal and eat them?"
Chen Zhanshan said, "It's alright, daughter. This isn't our fault. It's their fault for being so greedy. Even if they die from the medicine, it's their own fault."
Lin looked at the two of them coldly. "Yes, they ate it themselves. It was purely an accident. Even if the government investigates, we are not afraid. At worst, we will give Chen Zhancai some silver as compensation."
Chen Han also spoke up, "This situation does not constitute a crime. I have read the laws of the Great Ning Dynasty. To prevent people from accidentally eating it, my sister had already put the snacks at the entrance of the mouse hole under the cupboard. Who knew they would steal them? So even if they die from the poison, it's fine. The officials will not punish us. Out of humanitarian considerations, they may ask us to pay them some funeral expenses."
Chen Qingqing glanced at the old man and his wife, "As long as they don't punish us, that's fine. I have plenty of money, so we'll just have to pay some compensation!"
“Yes, we should give Chen Zhanliang a few extra taels of silver so he can buy two fine coffins and give them a proper burial. That would be the least we can do for them,” Chen Zhanshan said, his words dripping with rage.
The family of four completely ignored the distraught Mr. and Mrs. Chen, who were on the verge of collapse, and casually discussed what would happen after their deaths.
Grandma Chen was completely dumbfounded. She thought that since she had eaten poison in their house, they would be scared and would definitely try to treat them.
But listening to their conversation now, something seems off.
The thought of dying from the poison immediately sent chills down my spine, and my hair stood on end.
Her face turned pale, and she lost her usual arrogance. She stammered, "Qing, Qing girl, didn't you just say that you had a way to cure the poison? You, you have to think of something quickly. I, I don't want to die yet."
Old Chen was timid to begin with, and now he was even more frightened.
"Old woman, I feel my heart racing, my mouth tastes bitter, and my throat feels tight. It must be the poison taking effect. Am I going to die?"
Hearing him say that, Old Mrs. Chen also felt lightheaded and a little cold. "Don't talk nonsense. Didn't Qing'er just say that this poison can be cured?"
After comforting Old Man Chen, Old Lady Chen looked at Chen Qingqing, her voice trembling with tears, and pleaded, "Qingqing, please think of a way to detoxify us. We...we'll never eat anything from your house again. We know we were wrong."
Seeing how terrified the two were, Chen Qingqing felt secretly relieved. She wanted to scare them a little more, but she was afraid of scaring them so much that they would meet their maker.
Although Old Man Chen and his wife are despicable, their life and death should not be decided by her.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingqing sighed, "Don't rush me, let me think about it carefully."
Old Mrs. Chen thought to herself, "What the hell are you thinking about?!" She really wanted to curse, but she needed her help now. If she swore, what if this brat just washed her hands of it and left? The two of them would be doomed.
She looked terrified, but spoke softly, a rare occurrence for her, "Qing girl, hurry up! If you keep thinking, we old folks will be dead by now. Please give us some antidote!"
Chen Qingqing was secretly pleased, but she didn't show it on her face. She put on a serious expression and said, "This antidote is a bit special. I'm afraid you won't be able to take it!"
Upon hearing this, the worry on Old Mrs. Chen's face vanished instantly. "Oh my God, as the saying goes, 'It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, and it's better to slit your throat than to hang yourself.' As long as I can live, what can't I eat?"
"That's right, that's right. As long as we don't die, even if we lose an arm or a leg, or have to eat garbage and drink dirty water, it doesn't matter." Old Chen nodded in agreement.
Hearing what the two said, Chen Qingqing wanted to laugh, but she forced herself not to. "Alright, since you say so, I have a folk remedy here. As long as you drink the water infused with Baicaoling, the poison will be cured instantly."
"Bai Cao Ling?" Old Mrs. Chen was taken aback. The name sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place where she had heard it before.
She frowned and urged impatiently, "Alright, alright, Qing girl, hurry up and take it out!"
Chen Qingqing shook her head. "I don't have this medicine on me."
"No? What should we do then!" Old Mrs. Chen clapped her hands and stamped her feet, her face covered in cold sweat from anxiety.
Chen Qingqing smiled slightly, "Don't worry, although I don't have Baicaoling, this medicine is very common, it's commonly known as cow dung."
"What?! Cow dung!" Old Mrs. Chen's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're saying cow dung can detoxify?"
"Yes, don't underestimate cow dung. Cows eat all kinds of grass, and their poop is like a medicinal herb called 'Hundred Herbs Elixir,' which is a top-quality Chinese herbal medicine. It can not only soothe the liver and regulate qi, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but also clear heat and detoxify..."
"Alright, stop talking. That stuff is still shit, it stinks, how can anyone eat it?"
As she spoke, Old Mrs. Chen suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "I remember last time you used cow dung to cure my son Zhancai's mental illness. Now you're using cow dung to detoxify us. According to you, cow dung must be a panacea."
“That’s right, all you know how to do is use cow dung to treat people’s illnesses. This is a matter of life and death. You can’t play with our lives.” Old Chen chimed in.
Chen Qingqing feigned anger and frowned, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Please find someone else!"
"No, no, no, we believe you, we believe you." Old Mrs. Chen was in a state of utter confusion, her face contorted with grief. "We can't stomach that cow dung, can't you come up with another way?"
"I only know that this folk remedy can quickly detoxify. I'm not sure about the others. If the detoxification is incomplete and I die in three to five days, then it will be too late to regret it!"
After hearing this, Old Mrs. Chen was at a loss and looked at Old Mr. Chen beside her, "Old man, what do you think we should do?"
Old Chen gritted his teeth, suppressing his nausea, and said, "What else can we do? To survive, we have no choice but to eat shit."
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