A Good Country Wife-Chapter 89 - Getting Silver_1
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Getting Silver_1
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Getting Silver_1
Lin Yue knew this was not the time to be heartbroken, the most important thing now was to take good care of Zhao Erhu. After a moment of grief, she wiped away her tears quickly, and with the help of Wu Qiang and his wife, they settled Zhao Erhu onto the bed. Then they changed him out of his damp, bloodied, and tattered clothing, washed his body with warm water, and wiped him down several times with strong alcohol. Once Lin Yue felt that Zhao Erhu’s body temperature had lowered, she dressed him in clean undergarments. After all that effort, Lin Yue was drenched in sweat and exhausted, yet her heart felt much more at ease.
Lin Yue had done everything she could. After fetching water for Zhao Erhu several times, she waited for the doctor to arrive. As she waited, it suddenly occurred to her that she would need to pay the consultation fee and for the medicine. In her urgency and panic earlier, she hadn’t thought about this issue, but where would she get the silver coins? The fans that she planned to embroider to earn some private money weren’t even finished yet. The money she had earned from selling purses had all been spent on embroidery supplies, leaving her penniless. Now, with the sole breadwinner of the family down, she didn’t have any control over the family’s money and had never inquired about it; she didn’t even know if there was any extra cash at home. However, Zhao Erhu had rushed into the mountains this time precisely to earn money.
Looking at Zhao Erhu lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Lin Yue was deeply worried. If she couldn’t afford the doctor’s fees and the cost of medicine, what would she do? Zhao Erhu’s condition was already dire and could not be delayed any longer; she had to find a way to get some silver, no matter what.
The first place Lin Yue thought of was the Zhao Family’s old house. It wasn’t because she believed the people there were reliable, but because it was only right to borrow the money from them. After all, Zhao Erhu’s own father and brothers were there; they couldn’t just stand by and watch him die. Besides, they had never hesitated to concoct excuses to extract silver from them before, and it was about time the favor was returned.
Lin Yue entrusted Zhao Erhu’s care to Wu Qiang and Sister Chunxi for a while and instructed the children to behave before she headed to the Zhao Family’s old house. She felt no burden in her heart, and she wasn’t afraid of being refused by the people there. In her opinion, refusal wouldn’t matter. In fact, it would be better to take this opportunity to permanently cut ties with the old house and relieve Zhao Erhu from his father’s repeated use of the word “filial piety” to compel him to comply against his will.
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Although the ancients held filial piety in high esteem, it wasn’t supposed to come at the expense of everything else. If a father could so easily dismiss his son’s life and death, then there was no point in discussing filial duty. The saying goes, “Only when the father is loving can the son be filial.” Forcing one’s son was not supposed to be done this way; there must be a way out. The previous incident when Zhao Erhu was driven out with nothing to his name was an example; even if it led to a public dispute, Zhao Erhu would be in the right. Besides, they kept their promise to send the agreed-upon yearly allowance to the elderly without fail. However, Zhao Jingen could forget about finding any pretext to demand any additional benefits from them in the future.
The cogs in Lin Yue’s mind were spinning fast, and she even began to doubt if she was becoming too heartless. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t spent enough time with Zhao Erhu, resulting in a less profound attachment to him. She had only felt sad for a short time after seeing Zhao Erhu’s severe injuries, but now she was quickly adjusting and using the situation as a pretext to settle accounts with the people of the old Zhao house.
“Knock, knock, knock, is anyone there? Open the door, Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, it’s me, Erhu’s wife.” Lin Yue banged on the door forcefully, calling out loudly from outside. The old Zhao house usually didn’t lock its doors during the day, but now the courtyard gates were tightly shut, which could hardly avoid raising suspicions. In truth, they had intentionally locked Lin Yue out.
