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Chapter 130 What's with the pretense of being a scholar? When they're starving, they'
Liao Zhi, who had remained silent, knew he had gotten himself into trouble.
She demanded to drink the medicine, wanting to let Zhang Changyao know that she didn't intend to stay at his house.
"Liao Zhi, as long as I live, I will not let you die. When I die, I will take you with me."
I was struck by the seedlings of a dead man, and after a hundred days, there was no hope of saving me.
You're someone who lives for today and doesn't know tomorrow. I'll take you with me when I die.
Then we can keep each other company on the road to the underworld.
Lin Qiu has already paid us for serving you.
A thousand dollars is roughly equivalent to three years' worth of money, and I doubt I'll live that long.
"I'll do my best to make sure you don't suffer too much when the time comes."
Zhang Changyao sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), lifted Liao Zhi's body, and made him lie on his side.
I sat opposite him and patted his back.
"Zhang Changyao, what did you say?"
Yang Wuni, who was on the ground floor of the outer room, sensed something was wrong and quickly came inside to ask.
"Wu Ni, you and I are doomed. I got beaten up by Hu Xiao's mother."
People say that if the rice seedlings are harvested more than a hundred days ago, there is no hope of saving them; they will surely die.
When the time comes, don't remain a widow; take your child and move forward together.
"Or, we could find one more; this big house is a waste for my parents."
Zhang Changyao was crying and talking, his nose running down his face.
"Zhang Changyao, what is a 'yang'? How come it's so powerful?"
How did it hit you? Where did it hit you? Did it draw blood, or did it cause serious injury?
Yang Wuni stared blankly at Zhang Changyao, then lifted his clothes to look.
"Wu Ni, 'Yang' is not a thing, 'Yang' is the last breath of a dead person."
When Hu Xiaoniang died, I went to hug her and squeezed out the last breath that had been trapped in her heart.
The stench made me feel nauseous for a while.
I thought it would get better on its own after a while, but it got worse and worse.
My aunt took me to see a doctor today. The book says that if it can't be cured after 100 days, the patient is certain to die.
Zhang Changyao wiped his nose, but having nowhere to wipe it, he could only grab the corner of Liao Zhi's blanket and wipe his hands clean.
"Hey, hey! Zhang Changyao, I'm still alive! Can't you be a little more hygienic?"
"Where's half a truckload of tissues for wiping your nose?" Liao Zhi shouted, his eyes wide.
"Liao Zhi, stop being so dramatic. I don't care whether I live or die; what I'm worried about is how to support you."
You originally had a thousand yuan left, enough to get special treatment on food and other necessities.
It seems you have to eat and use the same things as us now.
Forget about toilet paper, I'll make you a sandpit tomorrow and put you in it.
"If you poop or pee, just poke it with a shovel, and it's clean and free."
"Zhang Changyao, if you dare to do that, I won't save your life." Liao Zhi closed his eyes and stopped talking.
"Liao Zhi, so you have a way to save my Zhang Changyao? Tell me quickly."
Yang Wuni, who was leaning against the door frame trying to think of a solution, heard this.
He immediately perked up, tugging at Liao Zhi's hair and urging him to speak quickly.
"You have to promise not to put me in the sand, or I won't say a word."
Liao Zhi knew she had no one to rely on, so she could only try to minimize her suffering.
"Wu Ni, let's not beg him. After he poops or pees, I'll put the poop and pee next to his head."
He can take it away whenever he tells me; otherwise, I'll let him smell it.
Liao Zhi, there's no room for discussion about putting it in the sand.
"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you before I die."
Zhang Changyao put Liao Zhi back in a lying position, ignored him, and pulled Yang Wuni to go to the outer room.
"Zhang Changyao, you're really wicked. If Lin Qiu finds out you treated me like this, he'll never forgive you when he gets back."
Liao Zhi blinked, looking helplessly at the rooftop.
"Liao Zhi, my Zhang Changyao always keeps his word."
"Don't blame me for not warning you later, or you might end up with poop and pee in your mouth." Yang Wuni turned around and scared Liao Zhi.
"Alas! When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. It's better to offend a gentleman than a petty person."
Go to the house of the dead and bring back the mourning cloth for his eldest son.
Burn it to ashes before midnight, soak it in liquor, and drink it.
"Remember! It must be the eldest son's mourning cloth; others won't work." A tear rolled down Liao Zhi's cheek.
"Liao Zhi, is this really necessary? It was just a folk remedy, why are you crying?"
Zhang Changyao used his sleeve to wipe away Liao Zhi's tears.
"Zhang Changyao, you don't know this, but I originally thought I could make a name for myself with my knowledge."
Unexpectedly, the one who can help me now is the unorthodox method I heard from my grandmother.
"Times create heroes, and times destroy heroes; how tragic and lamentable!"
Liao Zhi blew on a small spider on the roof, and the startled spider landed on his face.
Liao Zhi, who had just been spouting nonsense, was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.
"Liao Zhi, I advise you to talk less. Our little animals don't like people who talk too much."
Don't talk to them about the old days. Back in the day, who wasn't a naked kid who couldn't wipe his own butt when he pooped?
"Don't pretend to be some kind of scholar. When you're starving, you lose all your morals." Zhang Changyao mocked Liao Zhi, and also mocked himself.
"Zhang Changyao, stop arguing with Liao Zhi. Hurry up and go to your older sister's house to find Hu Xiaoxiao's filial piety."
Yang Wuni hurriedly pulled Zhang Changyao out of the house, and only after watching him hitch up the donkey cart and leave the yard did she feel relieved enough to go back inside.
Guan Shuyun's belly was already showing. She sat next to Hu Xiao and handed him willow branches.
Seeing Zhang Changyao enter the courtyard, he stood up and went to greet him.
Zhang Changyao told Guan Shuyun the purpose of his visit, and Guan Shuyun frowned, looking troubled.
"What's wrong, sis?" Zhang Changyao looked at Guan Shuyun with concern.
"Changyao, my mother lost several children before I was born, so according to what you said, I can't be considered the eldest son," Hu Xiao explained.
"Sis, what should we do?" Zhang Changyao was at a loss for what to do.
"Changyao, how about this, you go to the town's health center and take a look."
Ask that Dr. Qiu; she might have a solution.
"Take this mourning cloth too. Whether it works or not, burn it and drink it. It won't make you sick or harmed."
Guan Shuyun took out a mourning cloth from the house and unfolded it for Zhang Changyao to see.
Zhang Changyao saw that there were five yuan inside and was about to take it out to return to Guan Shuyun.
Guan Shuyun quickly closed the mourning cloth and deftly stuffed it into Zhang Changyao's shirt pocket.
"Sis, this..."
Zhang Changyao was at a loss for what to do. He glanced at Hu Xiao and then at Guan Shuyun.
Hu Xiao stood behind Guan Shuyun, unaware of what had happened.
"Changyao, hurry up and go. You won't be able to walk until dark if you're in this condition."
Guan Shuyun pushed Zhang Changyao out the door, watching him drive away with tears in her eyes.
Several people were walking back and forth in the health center, moving so fast they seemed to be flying.
It turns out that a man was building a house and broke his leg while lifting the roof beam.
Dr. Qiu stood in the corridor, looking at the injured person with a worried expression.
She was an internist, anxious but unable to help.
Zhang Changyao had someone examine him after he inhaled the filth of a dead man, and they said he was doomed. Liao Zhirang told Doctor Qiu about drinking mourning clothes.
"What? Who dares to speak like that and is certain to die? That's absurd."