The news that Luo Er’s family’s little cripple was no longer limping spread through half of Kao Village by the ti Beisitian and her brother returned from herding sheep, but the siblings pretended as if nothing had happened.
When this news reached Yang Wulang’s ears, he personally stated that the reason Luo Anping was no longer limping was due to Beisitian’s ancestral secret redy, and everyone was surprised—a young widow who could heal?
This was like the sun rising from the west; becoming a doctor is no overnight matter. Could she really master it just like that?
At this, Yang Wulang sighed without speaking, causing many to speculate there had to be more to the story. So smart ones thought of Du Bapi. When Doctor Bei was around, this Du Bapi was quite arrogant, nearly selling the little girl to an old scoundrel. After Doctor Bei’s death, Du Bapi beca even more reckless.
Could it be that Doctor Bei secretly taught Beisitian the ans to survive?
Their speculation was mostly correct. The original owner indeed secretly learned traditional dicine from Beidewang, but in such circumstances, she wasn’t even an amateur; she barely recognized so herbs and could only write a couple of simple prescriptions that might or might not be effective.
There were those who speculated this way, but the majority still didn’t believe it.
When Qin Hongi heard about this, she leisurely walked into Luo Er’s house, only to be startled by a fierce bout of barking as soon as she stepped in.
Qin Hongi jumped in fright, only to see it was a little creature without fully grown fur, its bark still carrying a milk-like tone, barking wildly. In a bad temper, she kicked it away.
Zhuangzhuang dodged aside and continued barking at Qin Hongi as if a thief had entered the house.
Qin Hongi, annoyed by the barking, lashed out with another kick, but being too far, couldn’t reach Zhuangzhuang, rely trying to scare it.
"Aunt-in-law acts as though she’s at her own ho wherever she goes," Beisitian remarked sarcastically, carrying a small basin from the outer room.
"Why wouldn’t I, since a single stroke can’t write two Luo characters. Why would I be unfamiliar with my second brother’s house?" retorted Qin Hongi, who never liked losing in verbal exchanges, even subtly trying to gain the upper hand in front of Old Mrs. Luo.
"True enough. Although the families have split, a single stroke can’t write two Luo characters. So, is Aunt here to visit Ping’an today?" Beisitian said, scattering chicken feed from her basin into a makeshift pen, where three chicks pecked happily at the ground.
Only then did Qin Hongi notice that Luo Er’s family had bought three chicks. They must have co into so money.
"Of course, I’m here to see Ping’an," Qin Hongi said, eyeing the three chicks with a smile.
Seeing her expression, Beisitian laughed, "Co empty-handed?"
Qin Hongi hesitated and then pouted, "You cheeky girl, visiting one’s own kin doesn’t require bringing sothing. Don’t be so money-minded!"
Without waiting for Beisitian to retort, she moved closer, smiling, "When did you buy the chicks? Great for chicken and mushroom stew, your grandmother’s favorite!"
With a glance at her shaless deanor, Beisitian felt disgusted. When soone becos shaless, they truly beco invincible.
"So, grandma loves chicken and mushroom stew, huh? No wonder Aunt’s hen hatched chicks—that must be for grandma’s stew. I’ll go share this happy news with her shortly," Beisitian said.
On hearing this, Qin Hongi’s face fell instantly. If this cheeky girl went and said it to that old witch, she would insist on having them stewed fresh.
"The chicks were bought for our Ping’an. I almost forgot Aunt has so; had I known, I wouldn’t have bought them. After all, we’re family~" Beisitian said, with a regretful look on her face.
Seeing this, Qin Hongi’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that this cheeky girl was now getting increasingly annoying. Not only could she not gain anything, but she also couldn’t even win a verbal tussle.
"I’ll go see Ping’an now," Qin Hongi said, avoiding the topic and rushing into the east room.
Inside the room, Mrs. Qin had already heard Qin Hongi’s voice. She never liked dealing with her in the past, and ever since finding out that Qin Hongi was to bla for her blindness, a knot had ford in her heart.
If it weren’t for Beisitian advising her to do nothing for now, she’d want to get up and grab her by the collar to question her.
"Sister-in-law, how’s Ping’an doing?" Qin Hongi asked cheerfully.
"He’s fine," Mrs. Qin replied in a muffled voice, ignoring her further.
Mrs. Qin had always been like this, so Qin Hongi didn’t mind, looking at Luo Anping sitting on the bed and asked with a smile, "Ping’an, is your leg completely fine now?"
Luo Anping nodded.
"Did your sister heal you?"
Luo Anping nodded again.
"When did your sister beco a doctor?" Qin Hongi asked again.
Luo Anping looked at her without speaking, and Mrs. Qin snorted coldly, "Oh, since when did Sister-in-law care about our family’s affairs?"
"What do you an, we’re one family..."
"Sister-in-law, we’ve split households," Luo Anguo said, looking up.
Qin Hongi was instantly silenced. She could ignore others ntioning the split, but when Luo Anguo said it, she had no retort.
The households split because of Luo Anguo’s paralysis. Back then, the matter caused such a stir, and over the years, the brotherly bonds had thinned because of it.
Whenever Qin Hongi visited, Luo Anguo rarely spoke. She usually pretended he wasn’t there, but didn’t expect such a sharp response this ti.
"If Sister-in-law has no business, please head back. Ping’an can walk now, and everyone who needed to has already visited," Luo Anguo continued.
When Luo Anping was severely injured, Qin Hongi never showed up. Her door was tightly shut. Now that he’s well and walking, she cos by pretending to be family, acting all innocent.
Luo Anguo’s usual silence didn’t an he was stupid.
Old Mrs. Luo, aided by Luo Xuqiang, visited twice, secretly bringing two little sponge cakes for Luo Anping.
Old Mrs. Luo wasn’t foolish either. While she could pressure Qin Hongi with seniority and inheritance when it ca to eating and drinking, she had to sneak around to give anything to Luo Anping.
This gesture made Luo Anguo feel sowhat better.
After being chided by Luo Anguo, Qin Hongi’s face fell completely. If it were with a sister-in-law, it could be brushed off as a petty squabble, but being told off by a brother-in-law like this, even the thickest-skinned would feel embarrassed.
With her mouth pursed and face cold, Qin Hongi saw no one offering her a way out and had to use an excuse about needing to attend to matters with the old lady to leave.
Hearing this from outside, Beisitian’s lips curled into a smile. As long as her family mbers weren’t total pushovers, everything was manageable.
Beisitian naturally didn’t take Qin Hongi seriously. Her verbal sparring with her was rely to pass the ti. She was bored!
If she really wanted to deal with Qin Hongi, she’d do it like with the Ba Wang Zhang Family—until now, they’re still worshiping Huang Daxian, unaware of whom they’ve offended.
Qin Hongi was reserved for Mrs. Qin.
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