I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

When Song Ming arrived, he heard what had happened and scolded Song Tiancheng harshly!

"What did you promise me? Is this how you take care of me?... If this is true, Song Tiancheng, just wait for me."

This time, Song Tiancheng's family didn't dare to say a word after being scolded.

Song Tiancheng begged and pleaded in his heart, hoping that Song Qingqing would be okay.

Song Tiancheng regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself twice, blaming himself for not stopping him just now.

When the doctor came, he immediately diagnosed Song Qingqing. The doctor frowned, shook his head, and sighed, which made the men, women, and children around him nervous.

"What's the matter? Is there any hope?" Just a definite answer, it's really frustrating.

"Chief, this is difficult. The injury is more serious than last time. I told him to take good care of himself last time. How come he is still so seriously injured? Is he trying to save his life?"

Song Tiancheng's family of five: "..." How could it be so serious?

Song Jingnan's face turned even paler, his legs went weak and he couldn't stand steadily. He only managed to hold on to Song Jingxiao beside him and not fall down.

"Why...why am I going to die?"

Song Ming frowned, "Is there really no other way?"

"If you take the internal injury grass, there's a 50% chance that you'll get better. I have one here, and I was going to exchange it for food for the winter. Do you want to give it to Qingqing?"

Song Ming also knew that the Neishang grass was precious. If he wanted to use it, it would cost a lot of money. Although Song Ming wanted to save Song Qingqing, he couldn't afford the cost, so he turned to look at Song Tiancheng.

"Should we give Qingqing the internal injury grass?"

Song Tiancheng opened and closed his mouth, but could not utter a word.

Neishang grass is precious. If it is given to Song Qingqing, the food that Song Tiancheng has stored for the winter for more than a month will be gone.

In addition, after using the Neihuang Grass, there is only a 50% chance of success, and Song Tiancheng doesn't want to gamble with the lives of his family.

Song Tiancheng thought of Song Qingqing's rebelliousness and disobedience during this period, and he didn't want to take this gamble even more, for fear of losing both his money and his life.

Song Ming had already guessed Song Tiancheng's choice from his body movements, but he still asked with hope, "Song Tiancheng, are you mute? Do you want to speak?"

"No, give it to Qingqing. What about the family? No food or water? The severe cold is coming, and no one will lend food.

Qingqing, it’s your father who is incompetent and it’s your father who has let you down, wuwuwu…” Song Tiancheng’s tears flowed down.

Song Ming opened his mouth but didn't say anything. After all, he also had several people at home who needed to eat.

Song Xiuyuan also wiped her tears and said, "Chief, it's not that we don't want to save you, it's that we can't save you. Qingqing, we are sorry for you, wuwuwu... Jingnan fell from the tree and hurt you, don't blame your brother." Song Xiuyuan wanted to pick Song Jingnan out when there were many people around. He didn't want people in the tribe to think that Song Jingnan had deliberately killed his sister.

Song Qingqing woke up slowly.

Song Tiancheng's face froze for a moment, and he immediately stepped forward with concern, "Qingqing, how are you? Don't scare your father."

Song Qingqing said indifferently, "Get lost! Stop pretending, you all just want me to die sooner, cough cough..."

"No……"

"What do you mean nothing? When Song Jingnan attacked me because of a piece of chicken, I asked you for help and you just watched and laughed.

I know I can't hunt now, and I'm just an eyesore to you by eating for free."

Song Xiuyuan looked sad, "Qingqing, how could you wrongly accuse us? This is all a misunderstanding. Jingnan bumped into you because he was playing." He could never admit it.

Song Qingqing laughed, a sad laugh, "Haha... Ever since I had triplets, I have always been the one who was sacrificed. When I was little, I thought it was because I did something wrong. I have always tried to be a good sister and a good daughter, but in the end I am still nothing.

I will always be there for all the hardships, but I will never be there for any good thing. Even if I am dying, you will still use my reputation to protect your son, ahem…"

"No, we treat everyone equally, it's just that your brothers and sisters are younger, so we care about them a little more."

"It's always like this, it's always my fault, but I was so stupid that I didn't realize it before."

Song Qingqing glanced at Song Tiancheng and the other four, then turned to look at Song Ming: "Clan leader, although I couldn't wake up just now, I wasn't completely unconscious. I heard what you said, my father and mother want me to die.

Ahem... Chief, but I don't want to die."

Now everyone was silent, no one said anything, because every household was short of food, and in the severe cold, they could only eat 50% to 60% full. I also heard that this year's severe cold would be more severe than last year, and it might last longer. What they were giving away now was not food, but life.

Song Ming was in a dilemma. He looked at everyone and wanted to ask if each household could contribute a little.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at the clan leader or Song Qingqing.

The doctor looked embarrassed. "Chief, I want to save him too, but I have a family. The severe cold will arrive in more than 20 days. This Neihuang grass is the life of my family. I have to exchange it for food."

Song Qingqing looked dejected. "I'm sorry, I made things difficult for you. This is fate. I admit it, ahem..."

Everyone looked at Song Qingqing with sympathy, but no one offered to help. After all, her own parents were unwilling to do so.

Song Qingqing saw that things were the same as she thought, so she told him her purpose.

"Chief, can I ask you for a favor? I would like to apply for independence in advance according to tribal rules."

Song Tiancheng yelled, “Song Qingqing, shut up.”

Song Qingqing ignored Song Tiancheng, "Chief, please listen to me. I started hunting when I was 12 years old, and I have never returned empty-handed in more than three years. I have been the one who paid the tribe's protection fees in the past three years, and I have taken on half of the responsibility of supporting the family. What I have gained in the past three years far exceeds the resources I will return to my parents when I become an adult.

Although I am still a minor, I have repaid their kindness in raising me. I am about to die, and in the last few days, I want to live for myself.

They don't love me, I accept that, and I don't want them anymore. I want to live out my last days without regrets, I beg the tribe leader to grant my wish."

"I don't agree, Qingqing, you are my daughter, and you will always be my daughter."

"Then you can give me the internal injury grass?"

"I...I...there are so many people at home eating."

"You gave up on me, saying I was your daughter. Ever since you had the triplets, have you ever paid attention to me? I started doing housework at the age of 6 and hunting at the age of 12. Have you ever cared if I was tired or in pain?

Even if I am seriously injured and can't even have a few good meals, let's let each other go. I have paid back what I owe you, the supplies, and my life."

The people around felt guilty for not lending the food just now. In order to let Song Qingqing have no regrets, they all shouted: "Agree, agree..."