The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1261 - 1265: The Promise (13)

No one really knows when the Su Family acquired the house.

They truly embodied the saying "wealth is not to be shown off" to the fullest.

If the younger one hadn’t been so loose-lipped, spilling the beans, Su Li wouldn’t have known that the owner of this house was Old Su himself.

"Mom and Dad, this house looks even better than the one we used to live in. You told us before, and I didn’t believe it, but now I see it’s true...."

"Shut up, kid. You’re the only one who talks so much every day."

Brother Su rubbed his hands, awkwardly waiting for Su Li’s questions.

Who would have thought, Su Li casually looked around and nodded, "It is quite nice indeed."

This house is a standalone with its own courtyard. The layout design is excellent, with complete furnishings, indicating that the previous owner was a well-cultured person. The furnishings in the small courtyard and the room were carefully arranged.

However, a house like this, even if bought at a bargain, wouldn’t have been cheap.

No one would have expected the Su Family, who had always lived off the land, to have such vision and courage.

No one would have expected the Su Family to be living in a house that used to be owned by a noble.

While the Su Family was busy settling into their new home, Mrs. Zhang, after a day’s struggle, managed to get medicines and return home with Zhang Yang before dark.

There were still some vacant beds in the health clinic. Given Zhang Yang’s condition, the doctor suggested the patient stay for observation to handle any emergencies.

People who don’t usually get sick seem quite severe when they do fall ill.

The doctor was worried that the patient might have another fever at night, which would be troublesome.

Mrs. Zhang was certainly willing to do so and affirmatively said before the doctor finished, "Listen to the doctor...."

But Zhang Yang, enduring his headache and fever, immediately objected, "Mom, let’s go home, don’t waste this money. It’s just a cold, I’ll be fine after sweating it out...."

"Young man, that’s not how you should think." The doctor on the side disagreed, unhappily.

But he didn’t say much more, as people at that time could barely sustain themselves, and treating illnesses was generally met with resistance, especially in rural areas. Some didn’t even want to spend money on medication.

But....looking at this mother and son pair, they didn’t seem to be struggling financially.

Especially the patient, dressed in fine cotton clothes, with a belt around his waist, wearing leather shoes, and having delicate hands that clearly hadn’t done much manual labor, except for the callus on the right middle finger from holding a pen over the years.

Mrs. Zhang was also puzzled by her son’s words, "Yang’er, no amount of money is worth more than your health."

As a mother, she wished she could suffer in place of her son.

Even a minor cold, if not handled well, could be fatal.

Seeing his mother’s obstinate attitude, Zhang Yang felt extremely irritable.

Mrs. Zhang didn’t notice her son’s abnormal mood. She took out her money pouch to pay, but awkwardly realized that there was only enough for the medicine, not for hospitalization if needed.

"Yang’er, do you have any money on you, give mom some first."

Whenever she was short, she would always turn to her son like this.

Each time, her son would generously and promptly provide.

This was her pride, having a son like him who didn’t cost the family much for his education and even contributed financially.

Such an excellent son could even deserve a Heavenly Immortal; not like that silly girl from the Su Family, who’s only got a pretty face, nothing else worth looking at.

Zhang Yang burst into anger, shouting at Mrs. Zhang, "I don’t, I’m still studying, where would I get money from...."

Mrs. Zhang awkwardly smiled at the doctor, pulled Zhang Yang over, and said with a grim face, "Mom just didn’t bring enough money, if you have some, lend it temporarily, and mom will return it later, your health is more important...." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Before Mrs. Zhang could finish, Zhang Yang, irritated, interrupted, "I really don’t have money, just get the medicine and go home."

This dispute made the already weak Zhang Yang feel even worse, draining him of all energy.

"Then, let’s just get some medicine for now...." Mrs. Zhang said to the doctor with embarrassment, feeling that the doctor’s gaze carried a strange judgment.

She wanted to question her son’s abnormal behavior, but didn’t want to upset him.

Five days passed, and Zhang Yang’s health finally began to improve, allowing Mrs. Zhang to finally let out a relieved sigh.

During the first three days, her son had recurrent fevers, speaking nonsense when he was burning up, leaving Mrs. Zhang muttering to herself.

As soon as Zhang Yang’s health improved, Mrs. Zhang rushed to the Chen Family Village to find the Su Family.

Their daughter was nothing but a scourge, not content even in death. If she dared to harm her son, she would make sure her whole family couldn’t live in peace.

Mrs. Zhang angrily led people over, only to find the place empty.

It was at this point that people in Chen Family Village realized that, at some point, the Su Family had quietly moved away without a trace.

Or perhaps they didn’t really move; the heavy furniture and cabinets were still in the house. Maybe they just left temporarily to avoid reminders of grief and to recover their spirits.

The sorrow of a white-haired person losing a black-haired one... everyone could understand.

But it was unclear why the Su Family left without any commotion, it seemed quite hasty.

Yet, in Mrs. Zhang’s eyes, this served as a testament to the Su Family’s guilty conscience.

Maybe they had already known about Su Xiaomei’s return and hurriedly moved to avoid facing her grievances.

Mrs. Zhang stood there, trembling with rage.

The onlooking villagers were puzzled, asking, "Why would you come and make a scene at the Su Family’s? Isn’t Su Xiaomei gone because of your son?"

"Get lost, Su Xiaomei drowned herself because of her own degeneracy, what’s it to do with my son? It’s outrageous to shove all the blame onto my Yang’er. That Su Xiaomei even dared to come trouble my Yang’er at night, I spit...."

"What did you say? Su Xiaomei went to find your Yang’er?"

Realizing the magnitude of what she had just let slip, Mrs. Zhang immediately clammed up.

"No, I was just talking nonsense...."

"If it’s nonsense, why did you run over to the Su Family’s door?"

.....

Every time Mrs. Zhang made such a big scene, many ears heard it all.

Even the Zhang family members she brought along heard it clearly, stirring a commotion among the crowd.

They hadn’t been aware of this particular cause before coming here.

Zhang Yang’s cousin, with a grim face, immediately questioned Mrs. Zhang, "Aunt, you didn’t tell us about this...."