C63 treating evil

That Mian Niang actually ignored her, tofu hyacinth was so angry that she started cursing again.

The Elementary Scholar next door could no longer hold it in and opened the door to his mother's room.

"What are you trying to do? Do you still need someone to study when there's no peace?"

When the Dr. Hua saw the effects of the medicine, he ate for more than ten days. By then, he had not seen a trace of blood on his face, and even his voice was no longer weak like before.

His son's reading was a huge matter, the tofu hyacinth did not dare delay any longer, he could only swallow the string of curses he had yet to spit out, and bitterly said to his son: "I just want to drink water, your sister does not care about me, your wife does not care about me, and now you have come to yell at me, my days are really over."

Wu Niang had become more and more unconcerned with her service, to the point where, in the end, she completely ignored her. It was because he despised her that she often had to go easy on him, she didn't give him enough food, and even gave him only one cup of water per day.

For the rest of the time, no matter how much she scolded, she would not give him any more. In order to prevent her from being thirsty frequently, she did not even get to eat salt anymore, yet she still had to drink soup medicine three times a day. This made tofu hyacinth's mouth taste like medicine, making her choke to the point of disgust.

For the past few days, she had been muttering about how she couldn't live with the current situation. Even when the Elementary Scholar heard her words, he couldn't be bothered to argue with her. Thus, he went to the kitchen to retrieve a bowl of water and placed it in her hands.

The water in the well was ice-cold and sweet. tofu hyacinth gulped it down and passed the bowl to the Elementary Scholar, but was rejected by him.

"It's better if you drink less water. If she's not here, it won't be convenient for me to serve you. Besides, drinking so much cold water in one go will make it easy for you. If you really want to drink it, just wait for her to come back before you drink it."

If it was anyone else speaking these words, the tofu hyacinth would only suspect that they were harboring malicious intentions.

But these words came from his son's mouth, tofu hyacinth felt that his son truly cared for her.

He put the bowl down on the table beside the bed and smiled at the Elementary Scholar, "In the end, your son is still the best. I know how to pity your mother, my son, so you don't need to worry about me, I will order your wife to do what I need to do. You still haven't drunk the medicine, so don't worry, when she comes back, your mother will let her boil some medicine for you."

The Elementary Scholar nodded his head and said, "Don't scold me anymore. I always have to study."

Mother Tofu watched her son's back as he left, her face revealing a gratified smile. This was her son's hope for advancement and filial piety.

Aunt Wang was splashed with water by her, so she handed the task of fetching the water to her son who had just returned.

He was the same year as the Elementary Scholar, and when the two of them were not in the academy, they played together on a daily basis. Later on, the Elementary Scholar was praised by the teachers in the academy, while the Elementary Scholar was more interested in skipping classes and taking care of the sheep. As a result, the two of them did not have much interest in reading, and as time went by, the two of them gradually got closer to each other, and eventually, the Elementary Scholar was even less able to see a shepherd like this.

Mian Niang had seen him going to A Yun's house when he was at home before. Ever since they got married, she had met him selling tofu a few times and she always nodded her head before making the mistake.

This time was no exception.

Mian Niang had only put down the water bucket after filling the water jar with water. However, she still did not enter tofu hyacinth's room. She searched in the kitchen and found that only a plate of mixed grains and noodle soup was left for lunch.

Mian Niang went to the backyard and picked up some vegetables.

It did not look like a day's worth of food. The more Mian Niang cleaned up, the more uncertain she became. She wondered if Wu Niang was like this in her own home.

But when she got home, she found that everything was clean, completely different from this.

She could not understand the crux of the matter, so she could only think about it.

The pot of soup was on the stove, still holding the dregs.

Mian Niang did not touch the jar, and seeing that the pot was already boiling, she went to bean curd first. These days, she did not make any tofu, but the place was not that dirty, and only picked up all the moldy things and threw them into the trash barrel, before taking them out to feed the chickens.

After doing all that, he turned and carried the shovel into the donkey shed. tofu hyacinth could no longer hold it in and called out to her through the window: "Mian Niang, it's time to boil the medicine."

Mian Niang rubbed her hands together as she carried the shovel and stood at the door of her room. The door opened and she stared at the Elementary Scholar inside, leaning on his shovel.

Before the Elementary Scholar could criticize her actions, she had already opened her mouth, "It's time to boil the medicine."

As his pitch black eyes stared at her, they flickered, causing the Elementary Scholar's mind to involuntarily flash with an image as he was about to call out to his mother.

However, Mian Niang smiled and waved the shovel in her hand: "Grandma is still lying on the bed, I still have to clean the donkey shed, look …"

She was reminding the Elementary Scholar that the tofu hyacinth lying on the bed could not be his reinforcements.

If this shovel could take half of a person's life, there was no telling.

The Elementary Scholar's heart was filled with fear, but he was unwilling to allow her to do as she pleased. So he said firmly, "I've been feeling much better these past few days. The patriarch's house has sent word to let me pass tomorrow."

He was a little worried that his words were too obscure. Mian Niang did not understand and added on: "As the Patriarch is getting older, he seems more and more like nagging about small matters like how family members are short and family members are short."

He meant he was going to sue.

Mian Niang laughed: Then hubby, you can go over. Whatever the Patriarch asks, we will answer, and after so long, and with the clan leader's family being so far away, he has so many things he doesn't know, so many things you guys can talk about.

She didn't need to explain in detail. The Elementary Scholar was an Elementary Scholar, and was able to understand that she was threatening him with a complaint in front of the tribe leader. The couple they were getting along with, the family head couldn't just stand by and watch.

He was no longer as carefree as when he first fought with the Second Aunt of Mei Family. He said angrily, "I'll go boil the medicine."

"Hubby is indeed a scholar. He's reasonable."

Mian Niang nodded in satisfaction.

When the Elementary Scholar walked out of the room, he was still unwilling to give up, especially when he saw that Mian Niang had everything under her control. The flame in her heart that had never been completely ignited ignited once again, quietly clenched his fist, and felt her strength increase by a lot. She immediately gritted her teeth and mustered her courage to raise her hand.

"Hmm, what does my husband want to do?"

Mian Niang's tone was warm but her eyes were ruthless, the shovel in her hands raised up high.

It was obvious that if the Elementary Scholar dared to make a move, she would be able to smash him with a shovel.

"I have been writing for too long. "My arms are a little sore."

Mian Niang took a glance at the room, the ink in the inkstone was still dry. This person did not write anything today, she laughed disdainfully as he watched him draw circles in the air with her arms. She ignored him and carried the shovel back to the donkey shed.

The Elementary Scholar walked past the tofu hyacinth and was called into the house by his own mother. Hearing that his son was going to make medicine for himself, the Elementary Scholar was about to explode, but his son stopped her.

"This kind of work, how can you do it? It has been so many years since your mother has let you touch a firewood stick."

Mother, you should go out and see what Wu Niang has done to the house. The smell in the donkey-shed can be smelt even in this house, and after Mian Niang brought it back, it did not stop. Bringing water, cooking, cleaning, all sorts of work, if you let her make medicine, would you still be willing to endure the smell in the donkey-shed?

He actually wanted to tell his mother the truth, and he did not want to do the task of brewing the medicine. However, after considering it in his heart, he still did not have the courage to say it out loud. Firstly, he was worried that Mian Niang might really be angered by his mother and beat him up.

One was sick while the other was handicapped. Right now, the mother and son really couldn't beat her, but they were even more embarrassed.

If others knew that he had been beaten up by his wife, how would he ever have the face to meet an outsider in the future? No matter how much he read, it would be useless, and the Elementary Scholar was secretly worried, afraid that Mian Niang would expose his weak point. If that were the case, he wouldn't have to be human anymore.

"Mother, please don't keep throwing tantrums at her, she is such a stubborn person, if she can walk once, she can walk twice, Wu Niang has already left, if she leaves again, who do you want to take care of you?"

After pacifying his mother and asking about the things he needed to pay attention to, the Elementary Scholar finally came out from tofu hyacinth's room.

Compared to Wu Niang, the Elementary Scholar was a spoiled child that had grown up in tofu hyacinth. It took a lot of effort for him to light up the furnace, so he casually placed the water and medicinal herbs into the jar in a fluster. His eyes were filled with tears.

He could only grind his teeth in his heart. In the future, when he recovered from his illness, he would definitely let this girl have a good look at his abilities. When the time came for him to get the title of the top scorer in the future, it would be better for him to give up on this kind of woman that was difficult to enter the main hall.

It wasn't until the moon came out that Mian Niang finally managed to clean up the chicken coop in the donkey barn. She cleaned up the courtyard completely, and the messy smell finally disappeared, and she placed the tools at the kitchen entrance. The Elementary Scholar's medicine was also ready, and she scooped up a spoonful of them into her bowl.

Mian Niang looked at him, and after a long while, she still could not finish it.

However, he didn't bother with him. He got some water, washed his hands and face, then opened the pot for dinner.

She did not help, and the Elementary Scholar did not dare to make a sound. He could only watch as she worked on her own business, then scooped out spoonfuls after spoonfuls of medicinal soup from the jar.

The dishes were placed on the Eight Immortals Table in the tofu hyacinth's room.

Just as Mian Niang was about to go get the bowl, she saw tofu hyacinth's two legs rubbing restlessly. She did not say anything, only looked at her as if he was waiting for her to take the initiative.

Mian Niang snorted lightly, she did not bother with her and turned back to the kitchen.