Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 64 The Ghost's Slippery and Wicked Mind

Zhang Kaiju scratched his head, somewhat regretting that he had been too harsh on Yang Wuni in the past.

"Kaiju, Wuni has really made it this far.

Let's not test the kids anymore. Letting them live a good life is more important than anything else.

Zhao Xiulan also felt sorry for them and patted Zhang Kaiju, scolding him for insisting on testing Zhang Changyao and Yang Wuni.

After this matter was brought to light, Zhang Kaiju and Zhao Xiulan's attitudes toward Yang Wuni underwent a complete 180-degree turn.

Zhao Xiulan stuffed the sweater she had knitted for Zheng Meizhi into Zhang Changyao's arms, asking her to give it to Yang Wuni.

"Aunt Xiulan, you can't do that! If Zheng Meizhi finds out, she'll definitely come after you."

Zhang Changyao pushed away the sweater Zhao Xiulan offered and turned back.

"Zhang Changyao, tell me the truth, how much did these medicines cost?"

Yang Wuni sat on the pile of quilts, holding a floral cloth wrapped with money in her hand.

Seeing that there were only a few one-cent bills left, she bit her lower lip, waiting to settle accounts with Zhang Changyao.

"Wu Ni, I really didn't spend any money on the medicine. Look, this is our family's money."

Zhang Changyao took out the money he had stolen from Yang Wuni from his pants pocket and placed it on the floral cloth in her hand.

"Zhang Changyao, this is really my money, I recognize it."

When Yang Wuni saw her money return, she immediately slid off the quilt and onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

He looked through his money one bill at a time, counting it over and over again.

"Wu Ni, I won't lie to you, you have to take these medicines."

You need to take these medicines to get better, and then you will be cured.

Our child will only have room to stay in your belly.

Look at the upper part of your stomach, it's like there's a hard rock inside.

Even if my son were made of iron, he couldn't beat them.

Let's pull these stone-like things out.

That's how my son could stretch his arms and legs and grow taller inside your belly, right?

Following Dr. Qiu's instructions, Zhang Changyao carefully removed each of the medicines.

They placed the medicines one by one into Yang Wuni's hands, coaxing her to take them.

"Zhang Changyao, this pill is too bitter. Won't it make the child suffer?"

It was the first time Yang Wuni had ever taken medicine, and the bitterness made her stretch from her mouth to her ears.

She touched her belly, her biggest concern still being her child.

"Wu Ni, once the medicine is in your stomach, my son is in your womb."

They can't get along, so my son can't taste the medicine.

Watching Yang Wuni finish taking all her medicine, Zhang Changyao touched her stomach and comforted her.

"Zhang Changyao, you really saved my life. I will be good to you for the rest of my life."

I'll give you a whole bunch of kids and cook you delicious food.

Looking at the boxes of medicine, Yang Wuni's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.

"Yang Wuni, I'll remember what you said."

"If you try to back out after you've recovered, I'll make you wash my feet as punishment."

As Zhang Changyao spoke, he stretched out his smelly feet, which had been walking all day, for Yang Wuni to smell.

It's unclear whether it was the effect of the medication or Yang Wuni's psychological resistance.

In the middle of the night after taking the medicine, Yang Wuni started having diarrhea.

He was writhing on the kang (a heated brick bed) in so much pain that the size of soybeans dripped from his face onto the pillow.

"Wu Ni... Wu Ni... Don't fall asleep, try to hold on a little longer."

"How about I carry you to the clinic right now, just say something?"

Zhang Changyao, holding Yang Wuni, was at a loss; he hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

"Zhang Changyao, I...I still need to go to the outhouse." Yang Wuni struggled to get up.

Leaning against the wall, he staggered toward the thatched hut outside the gate.

After all that commotion until dawn, Yang Wuni finally managed to get some rest and a good night's sleep.

Zhang Changyao cooked her a bowl of porridge and boiled an egg.

The eggs were ones he had just bought from the stable girl.

Their family's hens were harvested early, and the elderly couple were frugal and reluctant to eat them.

"Changyao, this is the dumpling soup that I asked your father to make for Wuni."

When she wakes up in a little while, heat it up for her before she eats it.

I heard her tossing and turning all night, she didn't sleep at all; the medicine was too strong.

"If this continues, can her body take it?"

Zhao Xiulan brought over a large bowl to deliver dumpling soup to Yang Wuni.

She didn't dare go inside, but only peeked at Yang Wuni, who was sleeping soundly, through a small hole in the window.

"Aunt Xiulan, if you have time, please try to persuade Wu Ni. I'm really scared that she's causing so much trouble at home."

"If she could go to the health center, with Dr. Qiu there, it would be much safer than doing it herself at home."

Zhang Changyao's eyelids were drooping with sleep, but he stubbornly refused to close his eyes.

"Changyao, it's not that Aunt Xiulan doesn't want to help you with this."

You know Wu Ni's temper; she never listens to what she says.

In my opinion, once your medicine is effective, she will naturally go to the health center with you.

Don't rush things. Haste makes waste. Take your time.

Zhao Xiulan placed the dumpling soup on the windowsill of the storeroom and then went back to her own room.

"Zhang Changyao, where did you get these eggs? Have you been wasting my money again?"

Upon opening her eyes and seeing the eggs, Yang Wuni sat up abruptly.

He pulled out a small floral cloth bag containing money from under the stack of blankets.

Seeing that a dollar was missing, he stared so hard his eyes almost popped out.

"Yang Wuni, you silly woman, you won't even spend money to nourish yourself."

If you keep having diarrhea like this and don't replenish your body, my son in your belly will get dizzy from hunger!

You think this egg is for you? It's for my son.

It's just that you're the one eating it; actually, all the nutrients are absorbed by my son.

You're just a passerby, all talk and no action.

Zhang Changyao broke the egg in half, put a little bit of soybean paste on top of one, and stuffed it into Yang Wuni's mouth.

"Zhang Changyao, is what you said true? No wonder I'm so hungry right now."

"Hurry up and bring me the bowl of rice; I need to take food to the baby in my belly."

Yang Wuni, being a country bumpkin, took Zhang Changyao's words to heart and drank a whole bowl of porridge in one go.

Seeing Zhang Changyao bring in the dumpling soup from outside, I was tempted but dared not drink it.

"Aunt Xiulan brought this over, why aren't you eating it?"

Zhang Changyao brought the warm dumpling soup to Yang Wuni's lips.

"Zhang Changyao, I feel that your father and Zhao Xiulan have been acting strangely lately. They treat us differently than before."

My sister-in-law said that something unusual must be going on, and I'm afraid there's something fishy going on here.

"We're both acting like fools; we'll be in trouble if we end up owing them money."

Yang Wuni pressed Zhang Changyao's hand down, making him put the large bowl on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Wu Ni, you're overthinking it. I think Aunt Xiulan and my dad are only nice to us because they feel sorry for you."

Don't be so suspicious; don't take people's good intentions for granted.

We're all family, there's no such thing as a sneaky, malicious person.

"How hurtful it would be if the old person heard you saying such things!"

Zhang Changyao pointed at Yang Wuni's forehead, blaming her for overthinking.

"Changyao, your father and I want to go to town to buy seeds."

Do you have any money in your pocket? Could you give us some?