The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

How could I be so determined? Tomorrow, I want to go back to my mother's house to see if my brother can lend a hand. As long as Yuanyou is willing to cooperate with the treatment, even if it costs me everything, I want him to recover as before. "

After hearing this, Zhao Sanmei finally let go of the heavy stone that was weighing on her heart.

Xie Qifen's words undoubtedly gave her great comfort. It seemed that Qifen still cared about this family and was willing to share the joys and sorrows.

Meng Yuanyou's heart was in turmoil.

On weekdays, Xie Qifen lived frugally and calculated every penny she spent. But now, she was able to make such a sacrifice for his illness. How could this deep friendship not move people?

He secretly vowed that no matter what other people thought, he must defeat this disease, not only for himself, but also for her who had been silently paying for him.

So he cheered himself up and started to clean up the messy room, trying to express his gratitude with actions.

However, Xie Qifen still had her back to him, as if she had built an invisible wall and ignored him.

Seeing this, Meng Yuanyou smiled and tried to lighten the mood by talking about something lighthearted: "Your hand is really strong. I still feel dizzy after that slap just now..."

He said this half jokingly and half seriously, with a hint of mischief in his tone.

"After today's experience, I finally understand that your usual tolerance and forbearance are all out of your deep affection. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to 'beat' you in strength?"

Xie Qifen couldn't help laughing at his amusement, and then pretended to be serious: "If you are so stubborn again in the future, be careful that I will really do something ruthless."

"I won't dare to do it again, I really won't dare to do it again."

Meng Yuanyou quickly responded with a flattering smile on his face.

Just when the turmoil in the Meng family came to a temporary end, another turmoil arose in the Jiang family, which made it difficult for those villagers who loved to visit and care about their neighbors.

As soon as Su Yu stepped into the house, he was greeted by an unexpected "drama" that caught him off guard.

Zhao and Fang Qin were like two fierce whirlwinds, suddenly intertwining in the narrow courtyard. The tense and explosive atmosphere made the whole scene extremely intense and thrilling.

Zhao's face glowed with an unusual radiance, as if those days of bedridden illness had never existed. Her eyes flashed with a light of determination that should not be underestimated, and the vitality in her body was like a rekindled bonfire, fiery and full of vitality.

Su Yu witnessed this scene and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In my memory, Zhao looked weak and powerless just yesterday because of the wound on his arm. The wound from the freshly cut flesh was deep and shocking. Now he completely ignores the pain that has not yet healed and is making such a fuss. It is really worrying.

Due to Zhao's disability of using one hand, he was indeed at a disadvantage in this sudden fight.

Fang Qin, on the other hand, was filled with resentment. She cunningly aimed at Zhao's hand, which was still recovering. Each of her punches landed precisely on the right spot with such force that everyone present was secretly shocked.

After questioning Jiang Ziling, Su Yucai suddenly realized that the source of all this was Jiang Youfu's disappearance.

Her thoughts drifted back to a few days ago when she accidentally witnessed Jiang Youfu being bullied by children in the village, and she had not seen him since then.

However, due to her recent illness, Zhao had no time to look after her mentally immature son.

When his condition improved slightly, there was no trace of Jiang Youfu left in the house.

Facing Su Yu's inquiries, Fang Qin seemed to be full of doubts and knew nothing about anything, which added to the tense atmosphere.

Zhao searched anxiously in the village for a whole day, but to no avail.

This anxiety and frustration eventually turned into nameless anger towards Fang Qin.

Fang Qin was not someone who would give in easily. Faced with this groundless accusation, she chose to fight back, and their argument quickly escalated into a physical conflict.

Jiang Xunzhong was out looking for someone at the moment and had not returned yet. No one in the courtyard could step forward to calm the turmoil, leaving the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law alone, allowing the situation to develop to an uncontrollable point.

When the villagers heard the noise and came to watch, they were shocked by the scene before them: Fang Qin was sitting on Zhao, and her slaps fell like raindrops. Unfortunately, Zhao's wound was stepped on, and the pain made her lose the strength to fight back. She could only endure the pain, and her screams reached the sky.

Discussions from all directions were intertwined, with some expressing surprise at the ferocity of Fang Qin's attack, as well as some expressing sympathy for Zhao's physical condition.

"Alas, the rich wife is such a ruthless character. She has just recovered from her shock, so don't let her cause any more trouble."

"Yeah, that kind of strength, it's scary just thinking about it."

People were talking about it, but few actually stepped forward to stop the fight.

The deadlock was not broken until Jiang Xunzhong and the anxious village chief rushed to the scene.

The village chief was originally the helper invited by Jiang Xunzhong for help. He planned to gather the strength of the entire village to find the missing Jiang Youfu, but he did not expect such a change to happen in his home.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xunzhong immediately pulled Fang Qin away from Zhao and angrily scolded, "This is simply lawless!" Then he carefully helped Zhao up. She saw that her bandaged arm was bleeding and the pain made her tremble all over. Every breath she exhaled was as sharp as a knife.

Jiang Xunzhong turned to glare at Fang Qin and was about to scold her, but Fang Qin stood up and interrupted him abruptly: "She was the one who started it first, so should I just surrender?"

Her words were filled with reluctance and indignation. She denied the suspicion of causing Jiang Youfu's disappearance and bluntly exposed Zhao's harsh attitude towards her daughter-in-law. Every word she spoke was powerful.

After hearing this, the villagers all shook their heads, feeling helpless about the tit-for-tat situation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Although beating and scolding elders is ethically unacceptable, Fang Qin's unyielding attitude makes people feel complicated.

In this family dispute, perhaps only time can give the answer to who is right and who is wrong.

Da Zhuang was still young, but his deep attachment to his mother was like the vines that entwine around the treetops in spring, clinging tightly and difficult to let go.

Even though everyone in the Jiang family might have felt a little dissatisfied, they couldn't bear to push this loving mother into the cold prison door.

After all, in this isolated village, the balance between human feelings and the law often leans more towards the former.

Although Zhao suffered a loss, her face showed an expression of pain. Her heart was turbulent, but her appearance was calm.

She knew very well that in this rural society, family disgrace should not be made public, so even though she was burning with anger, she could only choose to endure it. This helplessness and calculation made her arrogance seem particularly heavy and complicated.

The wrinkles on the village chief's face seemed to be twisted into a ball with his thoughts. The tediousness and subtlety of household chores were far from comparable to those disputes in the fields.