Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 161 Not to be buried in ancestral graves after death

Li Yue'e grabbed Zhang Changyao's arm, pulled him up, and pushed him into the house.

Zhang Changyao was too weak to support himself and collapsed heavily onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Zhang Changyao, where did you hurt yourself? Why is your mouth full of blood? What happened to your hand?"

"Dad, you hit him too hard. His father is just an old man from the countryside; he can't take a beating at all."

Look at the blood on Zhang Changyao's hands, it's all from his father's vomit, isn't it?

Yang Wuni looked at Zhang Changyao's hands with some concern.

"Wu Ni, you silly child, the blood on your hands was spit out by Chang Yao."

"My fifth uncle's blow with that stool seems to have injured Changyao's stomach."

Li Yue'e found a washbasin and used warm water to wipe the blood off Zhang Changyao's face and hands.

"ah?

Zhang Changyao, you can't die! What will I do if you die?

After hearing Li Yue'e's words, Yang Wuni buried her face in Zhang Changyao's chest and cried.

When Yang Wuni pressed down on Zhang Changyao like that, blood gushed out of his throat.

He hurriedly got up, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

The room was instantly filled with the peculiar smell of human blood mixed with the smell of the earth.

"Wu Ni... Wu Ni... take the money out of my quilt and quickly take Zhang Changyao to the clinic."

Internal bleeding must be stopped immediately; any later and he will die.

Liao Zhi, who had been silent all along, now anxiously called out to Yang Wuni.

"Shut up, you don't need to go anywhere, I can cure diseases."

Let's wait a little longer and see if he vomits again. If he doesn't, then we'll talk.

Yang Deming, sitting on the ground, calmly looked at Zhang Changyao, who was leaning against the wall.

No one in the room dared to disobey Yang Deming's words; they all looked at Zhang Changyao, hoping he would stop spitting blood.

Yang Wuni sat next to Zhang Changyao, hugging his arm and sobbing.

"Wu Ni, don't cry. Your eyes and brows look better when you smile."

I don't think I'll make it this time. I'm really worried about leaving you and the baby behind.

You must remember not to get married. If you do, you'll have to be mindful of other people's opinions, and life will be miserable.

You need to protect this house and bring in a bachelor.

Don't look for someone like me who's educated; look for someone who's uncultured.

The best kind is the kind that's a bit of a beast, the kind that beats and curses at their parents, the kind that can keep my dad and sister-in-law in check.

If I leave, my father and sister-in-law will definitely come and chase you away.

If there's a man with a strong personality in the house, they won't dare to mess with you.

You must continue to take care of Liao Zhi. As long as Liao Zhi is still alive, Lin Qiu will definitely send money over after a while.

You, the children, and your uncle, cultivate the land well, and get back the money Wang Ga invested.

We sold the grain and paid off all the debts we owed.

If you're careful with the rest of the money, it'll be enough for your family.

After I die, I don't want to be buried in the ancestral grave. I don't want to see my father again in the future and be beaten and scolded by him.

As his son, I have already repaid the debt of gratitude I owe him for raising me.

Once I close my eyes, I will owe him nothing in this lifetime.

"Bury me next to Sister Guimei, so that I won't be lonely with Sister Guimei and the children."

Zhang Changyao stroked Yang Wuni's head and told her everything he could think of.

"Zhang Changyao, I won't let you die. You promised to make sure I have enough to eat for the rest of my life."

Without you, who will treat me well? I'll end up starving.

The baby was born without a name and didn't know how to call him "Dad."

"Or I can take you to the clinic right now. You wait here, I'll go get the donkey cart."

Yang Wuni cried until her face was covered in tears. After muttering to herself for a while, she suddenly got up to hitch up the carriage.

"Wu Ni, don't move. Listen to me. You can't be exposed to the wind during your postpartum period."

If a woman dies from postpartum wind, then the child will become an orphan without parents.

Do you expect my father to be good to the child? Or do you expect my older brother and sister-in-law to be good to the child?

One of us has to live. If we both die, the child will become like you when you were a child.

The child cannot take my surname, as that would affect your marriage prospects.

I am now giving the child to Liao Zhi for adoption, and Lin Qiu and Liao Zhi will take care of him from now on.

Without the burden of children, your husband won't be distracted when you remarry.

Liao Zhi, do you agree with my decision as a dying man?

Zhang Changyao pulled Yang Wuni down and made her sit next to him, barely managing to lift his head to look at Liao Zhi.

"Zhang Changyao, what do I have to disagree with? Your son has become my son, I'm overjoyed!"

You can name the child using my surname now.

When Lin Qiu comes back, the two of us will take the child with us.

"If Wu Ni gets married in the future, the previous and subsequent families won't affect her normal life."

Liao Zhi answered Zhang Changyao's question with a melancholy expression and a worried look.

"Liao Wenda means 'well-versed in literature and reason, and renowned throughout the world'."

With a father as highly educated as you, this child is destined for greatness.

With a bitter smile, Zhang Changyao finished explaining his funeral arrangements and then collapsed weakly into Yang Wuni's arms.

"Yang Deming, hurry up and treat the illness, don't delay things."

Yang Deshan was so anxious that he got down and grabbed Yang Deming's collar.

"I was thinking of trying acupuncture, don't you know how to do that too?"

Take out the silver needles from your pocket and try them out, give it a go.

Yang Deming had lost his earlier toughness and touched Yang Deshan's shirt pocket.

"Dad, if you're not sure, just say so quickly, don't delay Zhang Changyao's trip to the health center."

He was a human being, after all; you can't make a fool of yourself like that.

Yang Wuni hugged Zhang Changyao, stroking his chest to help him catch his breath.

Li Yue'e prepared the milk powder with hot water and was feeding her child with a bottle.

I remember your grandfather treated someone else like this, but I don't know if it was the same illness.

Your uncle has some family heirloom silver needles with him; have him try them out.

This thing won't hurt even if you try to stab it properly, and if all else fails, we can just go to the clinic.

Yang Deming stepped forward, pried open Zhang Changyao's eyelids, and blinked to see for himself.

"Yang Deming, what are you thinking about? The person Dad was talking about back then died later."

Wu Ni, you should take your son-in-law to the clinic right away, don't listen to your father.

He's spent his whole life gambling; he's never done anything worthwhile.

Yang Deshan, the top leader, pushed Yang Deming aside and came over to help Zhang Changyao up.

"Deshan, give him a few injections to keep him breathing, lest he die before we even get to the clinic," Yang Deming squeezed in to join the fun.

"At least you're speaking like a human being this time. Get out of the way. Father said you can't see me doing acupuncture."

Yang Deshan pushed Yang Deming into a corner of the room.

Then he pulled a small, palm-sized, soft leather folding bag from his shirt pocket.

Opening the small leather bag, one finds a dense row of fine silver needles inserted inside.

Yang Deshan pulled open Zhang Changyao's coat and stuck several needles into his body.

Zhang Changyao's weak breathing gradually regained strength.

"Dad, Uncle, you stay home and look after Liao Zhi and the children."

I hitched up my car and my second sister-in-law and I took Zhang Changyao to the health center.

Even if I have to kowtow and beg, I will plead and beg to get Zhang Changyao medical treatment.