Grandma Du's words left everyone speechless.
It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.
It's already a stroke of luck that Du Fan wasn't eaten by wild animals on the mountain.
But when it came to Old Lady Du, she felt it was better to just die?
Isn't this cursing your own son?
Lin Weiming asked Du Fan's wife to bring over a rope to bandage Du Fan's wound and stop the bleeding.
Du Fan's wife, holding her son, was trembling and at a loss. Upon hearing this, she quickly found a rope and brought him some boiled water to drink.
"Ugh..." Du Fan woke up groggily and heard his mother's desperate wails.
“My son, my poor son! How come other people can catch such big rabbits when they go up the mountain, but you broke your leg when you went up the mountain? It can’t be that our family is just unlucky.”
Lin Weiming almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.
If it weren't for Du Fan's sake, he felt he might have been driven to his death by Old Lady Du.
The implication in Old Lady Du's words was that she was blaming him for ruining Du Fan!
It's fortunate that they didn't know that what Wanwan found on the mountain wasn't just a rabbit, but also a huge ginseng root!
"Mother, please stop. I just fell by accident... I owe my life to all the villagers. Please don't talk nonsense." Du Fan was pale from blood loss, but hearing his mother's words made him even more ashamed.
He only went to Lin Weiming because he saw that his family was so poor they couldn't even afford to eat.
If it weren't for Brother Lin's kind nature, who would have been willing to tell him where they caught their prey?
"What nonsense am I talking about? Your leg is all broken like this now, and we don't even have rice to cook. How am I supposed to live? What will happen to my grandson?" Old Mrs. Du started crying again.
The people who had come to help earlier were now all tempted to run away.
For no other reason than that they were all afraid that Old Lady Du would try to frame them by staging an accident.
"I saw a gazelle over there and didn't pay attention, so I fell down. I can't blame anyone else... Mother, please stop talking!" Du Fan glared at his mother sternly.
"..." Old Mrs. Du reluctantly shut up and helped her daughter-in-law feed her son water.
Seeing that their situation was stable, the villagers quickly said goodbye and didn't dare to stay any longer.
Lin Weiming was about to leave with the others when Du Fan looked up and called out to him.
"Brother Lin."
"..." Lin Weiming scratched his head helplessly and could only turn around and ask, "Brother, what's wrong? Why don't you get better first?"
"No, it's just... please thank your daughter for me. I wish I had listened to her advice today." Du Fan sighed again.
"It's alright, it's alright. My daughter is just smart, smarter than all my sons." Lin Weiming left happily.
Grandma Du hadn't dared to speak earlier, but now she immediately pressed, "Son, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Isn't the Lin family's daughter the same little money-loser that Liu Junlan picked up just a few days ago?
"Mom, I'm a little tired. Let me rest for a bit." Du Fan really didn't want to say anything more to his mother, and he was also exhausted from blood loss.
But Old Mrs. Du wouldn't let it go: "Did they do something to deceive you? I guessed it! How come they were fine when they went up the mountain, but you broke your leg like this when you went up the mountain!"
“I already told you, that’s not true!” Du Fan explained helplessly, “When I went to ask Brother Lin, I happened to run into his daughter. She told me then that I was unlucky and that it would be dangerous for me to go up the mountain. But I didn’t believe it, and then this happened… Please don’t spread rumors.”
"But you..." Old Mrs. Du wanted to speak, but seeing that Du Fan had already closed his eyes and looked like he wouldn't listen, she could only take the bowl and go out to find her daughter-in-law.
Du Fan's daughter-in-law was in the kitchen reheating the remaining wild vegetable porridge with water, her stomach rumbling.
My five-year-old son was sucking his fingers, staring longingly at the small pot of wild vegetable porridge.
"What could that little brat possibly know? She's probably just a jinx, spouting nonsense and cursing my son! What good is picking up a dead girl by the roadside? She's a money-loser and will surely ruin Liu Junlan's life sooner or later." Old Mrs. Du cursed through gritted teeth.
After scolding her, seeing her daughter-in-law cowering by the stove, Old Lady Du raised her voice again: "You're a useless thing too! You've been working on this for so long and you've only managed to make this little bit of wild vegetable porridge? Are you trying to starve me or my son? She's injured now, if she doesn't get some food to nourish her body, when will she ever recover?"
Du Fan's wife didn't dare to speak and just kept her head down.
Even the most skillful cook can't cook without rice; if there's no food at home, she can't conjure up anything to eat.
The wild vegetables in the pot were picked up by her and her son.
...
When Lin Weiming returned home, the children had already eaten, but they still gathered around the table to watch him slurp down the leftover rice and porridge.
"Dad, what's going on?" And so a group of people watched the drama unfold with great interest.
Liu Junlan and Xue Fu both looked up to listen, but they didn't forget their embroidery work even as they listened.
“Du Fan is back. He broke his leg while chasing gazelles on the mountain. I bandaged him up when I got back, and he seems to be alright.” Lin Weiming shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth. “But Wanwan was right. I’ll have to ask her to check on me properly every time I go out in the future.”
"What does this have to do with Wanwan?" Liu Junlan asked, puzzled.
The four boys in the family also looked at Lin Wanyue with burning eyes and great enthusiasm.
Lin Wanyue smiled shyly, revealing two sweet dimples at the corners of her lips.
Lin Ziqiu and the others were even happier.
They knew then that their sister was definitely not lying to them!
Since my sister can see ghosts, she can naturally tell whether others are unlucky or not.
Lin Weiming then recounted how Du Fan had come to see him.
"Wanwan, can you really tell whether someone is unlucky or not?" Xuefu looked at Lin Wanyue with a mixture of surprise and delight.
My daughter is no ordinary person with such abilities!
She must have been right; Wanwan is definitely a fairy sent to their family by God!
"Yes!" Under the expectant gazes of her parents, grandmother, and brothers, Lin Wanyue nodded earnestly.
Although she wasn't very proficient in what she learned from the old Taoist priests, she was born with the ability to see ghosts, which gave her a natural talent that made learning much easier for her than for others.
"Little sister, then we'll let you see us when we go out from now on!" The four brothers stopped surrounding Lin Weiming and all gathered around Lin Wanyue.
"Little sister, please help me take a look! Will I be able to pass the imperial examination and become a high-ranking official in the future?" Lin Zihan wanted to go a step further and presented his dark little hand to Lin Wanyue.
Lin Wanyue: "..."
Actually, all of her brothers did quite well in the future!
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