The eldest sister-in-law became rich by farming in the mountains

"Feng Xing, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Zhou quickly pulled Xu Yingtao behind her.

This subconscious protection made Xu Yingtao feel warm in her heart.

Feng Xing's face turned red as he ran, and he even became incoherent due to his anxiety.

"My father doesn't want to live anymore. Aunt, I don't want to force him to death. What should I do? My father drank brine. Aunt, I have no choice. Who of you can save him?!"

Terror swept through his whole body, and the blood color on Feng Xing's face instantly faded, leaving only waves of paleness and trembling.

Mrs. Zhou stamped her feet anxiously: "What can I do? Go to the town and get a doctor!"

Even though he had just cursed Old Man Feng to die a miserable death, how could he ignore the death of a fellow villager who had been in the same village for decades?

Feng Xing's teeth chattered: "It's too late, he drank a pot!"

"It's still in time." Xu Yingtao came out from behind Mrs. Zhou and said calmly, "Take me there quickly. I know how to save him."

Feng Xing seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. Without even thinking, he grabbed Xu Yingtao's arm and dragged her out of the yard.

Mrs. Zhou was so anxious that she kept cursing at the back: "This idiot!"

He turned around and quickly told his two sons: "Hurry up and follow Cherry. Don't let anything happen to her!"

Zheng Wen picked up the carrying pole and Zheng Wu picked up the pestle for pounding rice, and the two brothers ran out quickly.

Jiang and Zhou followed closely behind. Little Zhou asked her eldest daughter to look after her younger brothers and sisters, and she chased after them with Zhao.

When she arrived at Feng's house, Xu Yingtao almost ran to death.

Although the dietary supplements she had taken during this period were very effective, she was still too weak compared to the speed of an adult man.

Without taking the time to listen to the villagers' discussions on the road or to rest, Xu Yingtao quickly asked Feng Xing to bring her a bowl of hot soy milk.

"Ah?" Feng Xing looked at her blankly.

"Go! Do you still want to save your father?"

Although Feng Xing had a lot of doubts in his heart, he still followed Xu Yingtao's instructions and went into the kitchen to scoop out a large bowl of soy milk.

"No need to give it to me, give it to your father."

Feng Xing looked at the soy milk, then at Xu Yingtao, and was finally infected by her calmness. He took the soy milk and went straight into his father's room.

Xu Yingtao also walked in.

Tao was the only one in the room. Apart from the traces of crying on her face, the old lady didn't look very sad.

On the bed, Old Man Feng, who had been like a fighting cock before, was now breathing out more than breathing in. His skin had turned blue and purple, and he was holding his stomach and wailing.

This is a typical symptom of brine poisoning.

Feng Xing was also not vague. He pinched his father's cheeks and forced a bowl of soy milk into the old man's mouth.

During this time, Old Man Feng still wanted to struggle, but Feng Xing gritted his teeth and said, "Drink if you don't want to die!"

Perhaps he was frightened by his son, or perhaps it was the desire to survive that got the better of him, but Old Man Feng actually drank a large bowl of soy milk obediently.

"Another bowl." Xu Yingtao ordered slowly.

Feng Xing hurriedly brought another bowl and asked his father to drink it in the same way.

As the soy milk flowed in, Old Man Feng's painful expression gradually eased, the burning sensation in his throat gradually lessened, and even the severe pain in his abdomen was obviously eased.

After Old Man Feng drank the last sip of soy milk, his purple face gradually began to return to normal and his breathing became steady and strong.

When the Zheng family and Mrs. Jiang rushed into the house, they were so shocked by the scene that even their breathing slowed down.

Little did they know that Xu Yingtao had the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Xu Yingtao turned around and smiled at the few people: "Don't worry, one thing can conquer another. If you mix brine with soy milk, it will become tofu, and the toxicity will be greatly reduced."

Feng Xing started to laugh and cry: "My family makes tofu, I never thought of this."

Xu Yingtao said calmly: "It's not enough to just detoxify. Right now we need to induce vomiting in your father."

Feng Xing was puzzled: "How can I induce vomiting?"

There are of course many ways, but Xu Yingtao chose the most disgusting one.

"Just give him some manure water."

The room fell into silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

Tao, who had been doing nothing, suddenly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to the toilet and get a bowl."

After a while, not only was Old Man Feng vomiting in the house, but everyone in the yard was also feeling nauseous.

They had retreated long before Old Man Feng drank the feces, but the scene was unbearable and made them feel sick just thinking about it.

Although it was Xu Yingtao who came up with the bad idea, she still squatted in the corner and retched for a long time until Feng Xing came over personally and invited her to the main room.

After drinking a bowl of hot tea, Xu Yingtao finally calmed down.

Either the Feng family is the wealthiest family in the village, or they can afford to drink tea.

This is something more precious than sugar.

Thanks to her, everyone else also got a bowl of tea.

After vomiting, Old Man Feng was finally alive again, but after going through a life-and-death experience, he could only lie dead on the bed, no longer daring to be arrogant and look down on others.

When the father falls, it is naturally the son's turn to take charge.

Feng Xing did not beat around the bush and directly expressed his willingness to cooperate to Xu Yingtao.

Xu Yingtao was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Feng Xing nodded and looked around at everyone: "Please bear witness to this. If I, Feng Xing, regret it in the future, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

The villagers are illiterate, so they can’t even think about signing high-end things like deeds and contracts. Being able to swear an oath in public is already a demonstration of the greatest sincerity.

In this way, the soy product workshop has taken shape.

While they were discussing cooperation matters here, Mrs. Zhou took Tao to another room to chat.

"What's going on, big sister?"

Mrs. Tao sighed and said, "I won't hide it from you, elder sister. To be honest, I hope that old man dies!"

Half an hour later, the group left Feng's house, and Mrs. Zhou immediately shared her information with Xu Yingtao.

"Don't mention it. After we left, Feng Mazi wanted to continue to be the boss at home. Feng Xing finally stopped being a wimp and had a fight with his father, asking him to pay for his daughter's life. As a result, Feng Mazi threatened to poison himself and send his whole family to jail. Cherry, listen to me. Is this human language?"

Xu Yingtao twitched the corners of her mouth.

If she had known this would happen, she would not have saved the old man.

Mrs. Zhou continued, "Don't think too much. After this incident, Feng Mazi will definitely not dare to do evil again. It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Just think of it as accumulating virtue for yourself. Your blessings are still to come!"

Xu Yingtao was successfully amused by Mrs. Zhou.

The latter said angrily: "The old man must live! Death will put an end to everything, only living can be tortured!"

When Village Chief Zheng was returning to the village, he saw several familiar figures wandering on the road from afar. He was afraid that his old eyes were blurry and he could not see clearly, so he walked closer and made sure that they were his family members. Then he called out to his youngest son who was following behind.

"Wu Wa Zi, what are you doing?"