Jiang Wanwan refused to mention Qi Zhao's name.
Since the men in black already know his name, if he tells his family, they'll call out his name, and the villagers will know too. If the men in black really manage to find his way to Dashui Village, it will likely be even more detrimental to his family and the village.
"By the way, from now on, the person in the woodshed will be referred to as a distant relative of my aunt's family. My aunt will be called 'aunt,' and my brothers and I will call him 'cousin.' After all, the villagers know very little about Grandpa Hu, so they won't doubt it."
“What Wan-ya said is right,” Madam Hu agreed wholeheartedly.
"By the way, who carved that crooked line of 'Dashui Village, Old Jiang Family' on our oxcart? It was because of that line that the man in black knew where I was from." Jiang Wanwan remembered this and squinted, scanning everyone with an inquisitive look.
Everyone looked at each other.
Uncle Jiang shook his head, "It wasn't me, I didn't carve any words on it."
"It wasn't me, I can't even write a single word," Mrs. Hu waved her hand and quickly said.
“It was definitely not carved by me,” Uncle Jiang shook his head repeatedly.
Finally, everyone's eyes turned to Grandma Jiang.
Grandma Jiang's eyes darted around, and she looked quite guilty. She forced a smile, raised her right hand, and said guiltily, "Hehe, yes, it was me who carved it."
Our family has finally acquired such a large item, so of course we should mark it. Those wealthy families and high-ranking officials also have their family emblems on their carriages, right? So, Grandma wants to do what those wealthy families do and make a mark for it too.
"I never imagined things would turn out this way. If I had known, I would never have done something so foolish."
Jiang Wanwan covered her forehead. "Grandma, next time you do these things, you have to tell me. If I knew there were these words carved on our oxcart, I wouldn't park it haphazardly."
"I, I promise I won't make any more marks next time. Don't worry, I didn't make any marks on anything except the oxcart."
Thinking of those ruthless men in black, Madam Lu felt worried. "We haven't even dealt with Su Wan'er yet, and now we've attracted a group of ruthless men in black. What are we going to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of everyone in the Jiang family were filled with worry.
"Yes, what should we do next?"
"With wolves in front and tigers behind, why does everyone want to take my dozen or so worthless lives?!"
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"Don't be too pessimistic. The leader in black was seriously injured and fell from such a high abyss. He might not survive. I'm telling you this to remind you to be careful in everything you do. If something seems wrong, act accordingly. If you can run, run. Don't fight head-on."
Jiang Wanwan gave a few more instructions to her family members before the meeting came to an end.
After washing up, she took a kerosene lamp and went to the woodshed in the backyard to check on Qi Zhao's injuries.
Upon arriving at the woodshed, Jiang Wanwan placed the kerosene lamp on the small table beside the bed, lifted the blanket, and checked his injuries.
Qi Zhao's wound did not reopen, and everything was fine.
His forehead was a little hot, and he seemed to have a fever.
It is important to know that in ancient times, fever caused by wound infection could be life-threatening if not treated properly.
In this situation, getting an IV drip will help you recover faster.
So, Jiang Wanwan opened the online store, bought the medicine that matched Qi Zhao's condition, and immediately put him on an IV drip.
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