RPAGF Chapter 151 Retribution
Chapter 151 Retribution
In less than a morning, the news of Old Zhou's paralysis spread throughout the village.
Wen Luozhi couldn't help but sigh, "Evil people will eventually be punished by heaven!"
When she was young, this old Zhou woman tormented her adoptive father's family and almost caused the original owner's unborn child to die. Now, this retribution has fallen on her own body.
She refused to believe that Qian Dazhuang and the others could still serve her properly.
When they're doing well, they never bother to go to the fields to tend the crops so that the old woman can have a few more good meals. But when they're bedridden, they're so inconsiderate that they'd be grateful if they could even get a sip of water, let alone clean up after her.
When Wen Muchuan heard what the people who helped build the house said, he remained indifferent. Old Zhou had already exhausted all the mother-son bond, and whether she lived a good or bad life in the future was none of his concern.
When Sun Sanjie came to help with the cooking, she noticed Wu Hong wandering outside and her body stiffened.
"What's wrong, Third Sister? Are you feeling unwell?" Wen Luozhi, who was standing nearby, noticed that something was wrong with her for a moment and looked up to ask her.
Sun Sanjie shook her head, but couldn't help glancing in Wu Hong's direction.
Wen Luozhi followed her gaze and saw Wu Hong hunched over under a tree, seemingly doing something. She shrugged indifferently.
The family in this old house does everything except work. Right now, Old Zhou is probably still in bed, howling with hunger.
Just as she had guessed, Old Zhou was lying on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring intently at a broken bowl on the table not far away.
There was water in that bowl that she had poured for Wen Youcai yesterday, but he didn't drink it, so she just put it on the table.
No one came to see her last night. She wanted to go to the toilet but couldn't, and eventually couldn't hold it in and pooped on the bed.
Fortunately, the bed was covered with a thick layer of weeds, so the smell wasn't too strong. This morning, she couldn't help but have diarrhea again, and she felt very uncomfortable.
It's almost noon, and she hasn't had a drop of water or a bite to eat. If this continues, she'll surely die in bed.
Wen Youcai was playing with the mud balls he made last night in the yard when he accidentally threw one out the window into her room.
He came in looking for the ball, and Old Zhou was so excited when she saw him that she almost fell off the bed.
"Sun...Sun..."
She wanted to speak but couldn't speak clearly, so she just kept making muffled noises towards the bowl on the table with her mouth crooked.
Wen Youcai was so frightened that he quickly picked up his ball and was about to leave when Old Zhou made a few more sobbing noises.
He stopped, sucking his fingers and staring blankly at Old Zhou. "Grandma, Grandma, play with me."
When Old Zhou saw him return, she tried everything she could to persuade Wen Youcai, and he finally understood and brought over the bowl, though half of the water inside had spilled.
Old Mrs. Zhou almost burst into tears; she had finally gotten some water!
Of course, she only got a few sips in the end. Wen Youcai took the water and poured it directly into her mouth, almost choking her to death.
She was so exhausted from just drinking water that she lay on the bed like a dead man.
Wen Youcai found it boring, threw down his bowl, pouted, and went out to play again with his mud ball.
Qian Zhaodi had already cooked the remaining potatoes, and she and Wen Youcai each had three, which made do with a meal.
Wu Hong had been wandering around and was about to return, but the thought of not having food if she went back made her turn around and head towards Lai Zi's house via another road.
Lai Zi was incredibly bored when Wu Hong arrived, and the two of them rolled around together without any restraint.
They weren't afraid of Wen Zhuzi, who stayed at home all day and didn't even want to get out of bed!
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Wen Zijin, who was in the academy, heard that his family had started building a house and took a day off to come back. Yan Che insisted on coming to Shanquan Village with him to see the excitement.
Unable to dissuade him, Wen Zijin had no choice but to take him along.
The two had just gotten off the carriage when they encountered Zhang Chunhua. Seeing the magnificent carriage, Zhang Chunhua was so envious that she almost climbed up herself.
"Zijin, what brings you back?" she greeted first, her face showing a hint of ingratiation.
Wen Zijin replied to her indifferently and led Yan Che home, with the coachman leading the horse behind them.
Zhang Chunhua was so angry that her face turned green, and she gritted her teeth as she watched his retreating figure.
So what if they have a little money at home? Once her son passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar, they won't lack money!
She carried a basin of clothes to be washed and walked angrily towards the river, cursing Wen Luozhi for being ungrateful and having no good fortune.
Yan Che glanced back at her, relieved to see she hadn't followed. If she had gotten entangled with him, it would have taken a lot of effort.
However, thinking about Lin Huaizhi, he became more talkative again. "Hey Zijing, have you heard about what happened to Lin Huaizhi these past two days?"
Although he was asking a question, he started talking on his own before Wen Zijin could answer.
It turns out that the boy really did have a sexually transmitted disease. Little sister is really amazing; she guessed it right the first time.
However, I heard that the guy went to the town's clinic for treatment and got much better.
But that's not all! The really interesting part is yet to come.
The county magistrate's son hasn't come to see him since, so he's out of money.
So later he ran out of money to buy medicine, and his classmate, seeing how pitiful he was, lent him some.
Now Guo Wencai doesn't come to see him anymore. He still doesn't focus on his studies and still goes out every day at noon.
He was even seen running to Chunxiang Garden!
As Wen Zijin listened quietly, she couldn't help but sigh, Yan Che's gossipy spirit was even greater than that of the aunties and grandmas in their village.
As they talked, they arrived at their lodgings. Wen Zijin rolled up his sleeves and began to help. Wen Luozhi took the groceries from his hands and turned slightly to the side, saying, "Fifth Brother, you should rest well. We'll help."
Wen Zijing shook her head and reached for the vegetable basket in her hand, but Yan Che smiled and beat her to it, saying, "Let me wash the vegetables, little sister. Make me some braised pork for lunch."
Wen Luozhi was happy to have some free time. While watching them busy themselves, she moved a small stool and sat next to Wolf Batian, pinching its cheeks.
Once the dishes were prepared, it was her turn to cook. The girls and aunties who came to help praised her cooking highly.
Many of the older women felt it was a real pity. What a wonderful girl! If only their sons could have been more successful, they would have had endless blessings if they had married such a virtuous and capable wife!
Thankfully, this kind girl wasn't fooled by Zhang Chunhua and her son. I also feel sorry for this silly girl who did so many foolish things before!
Today was even more lively than the start of the workday. The aroma of the food wafted far and wide, and everyone was chatting and laughing in a peaceful atmosphere.
The family in the old house sat quietly at the table, looking at the bowl of brown rice with only a few grains in front of them, and had no appetite to eat.
"You good-for-nothing, you went out early this morning and came back with nothing? Even the beasts in Wen Lao Er's family know to go up the mountain and chase a few wild boars down, why didn't you go and catch a pheasant or a rabbit to nourish your father?"
Wen Zhuzi grabbed Wen Pandi by the hair and threw her away with a look of disgust. "I've raised you for nothing. I might as well have sold you and bought you some meat!"