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Give them water, wipe their faces, and make sure everyone sleeps comfortably.

Jing Chunxi and Tao Jin didn't sleep the whole night. Heizi could take a nap, but they had to keep an eye on their family's movements at all times.

The vomit in the house was cleaned up, and Daqing's wife kindly shoveled a lot of wood ash to cover the traces of vomit, but the house was still filled with a very strange smell. For the sake of his family, Jing Chunxi didn't care about anything else, and his sense of smell seemed to be numb after smelling it so many times.

When he was not busy, Tao Jin would occasionally go outside for a walk to get some fresh air, but he would come back in after a while. It was late at night and it was getting colder outside.

After drinking the well water, everyone woke up faster, but they only groaned or turned over, and moved their hands and feet.

They woke up one after another after midnight. The first ones to wake up were the women. They didn't eat much, so even if there were mushrooms in their bowls, they would pick a few and give them to their children. So they didn't suffer that much last night.

After waking up, everyone was still very weak and unable to stand up. Only Jing Yongning and Xiaobei's grandfather were in better condition and could lean over and talk to them for a while.

Everyone's stomachs were empty from vomiting, but they still had to be fed to speed up their recovery.

As a result, Jing Chunxi became even busier, and the little playboy could basically only help her scoop porridge and pass the bowls. He had never done any serving work, so he didn't help.

Jing Changning looked at the busy Jing Chunxi in silence. At this time, he felt that it was not the fairy aunt who was saving them, but that this niece was the fairy aunt who could always save them from danger at the critical moment.

Grandpa Xiaobei sighed as he lay there, "If we're not alert enough, no matter how good our medical skills are, they'll be useless. But the medicine my aunt prepared is really good. It's a good thing she prepared so much, otherwise we wouldn't be alive anymore."

He lay on his side, looking at the still sickly old general, and suddenly regretted not snatching the old general's bowl of mushroom soup. He asked leisurely, "Cousin, when we get to the capital, can you ask my aunt to introduce a doctor who makes medicine to grandpa?"

At Xiaobei's grandfather's request, Jing Chunxi did not take back the remaining bottles of medicine powder, but gave them all to him. However, after smelling and tasting them, he could only identify the ingredients of two of the medicines.

Jing Chunxi looked at him without answering. It was not that she wanted to keep it secret, but she didn't know how to explain the godlike doctor who didn't exist.

Jing Changning responded promptly, "Uncle Xiaobei, don't you want to stay in Lingnan with father?"

Grandpa Xiaobei finally came to his senses, laughed, patted his head, and said, "I am a lonely man. Wherever the old general goes in this life, there I will be."

When he thought about it carefully, he felt that there was little chance that he would be able to return to the capital in this life, so he might as well follow and serve the old general.

Little Tuanzi also woke up relatively early and was very energetic. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw people, he started to make a fuss: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat mushroom soup."

Qiaoqiao timidly echoed in a low voice: "I'm...hungry too! I want to eat too."

It seemed like they had barely taken a sip of the delicious mushroom soup. Why did they let them go to bed so early? I wondered if they would save some for them.

Little Tuanzi pushed his aunt to ask her to help find food, but he felt that his aunt's body was much heavier than usual. No matter how he called her, she just moved her body a little and ignored him.

The two little ones drank the least amount of soup. Aunt Zhao was worried that they might wet the bed at night, so she only let them have a few bites to try it out. So, their state after waking up was similar to that of waking up in the morning.

Heizi brought the cooked porridge over. The two little kids could eat by themselves without being fed. The wooden spoon in their hands was steady and didn't shake at all, and the porridge didn't spill at all.

They were so hungry that the two dumplings forgot that they wanted to eat mushroom soup.

This porridge was cooked by Heizi's mother and Daqing's wife before they went to bed. They didn't dare to use the original pot again. The porridge was kept simmering on the fire. Tao Jin occasionally went out for some fresh air and added some firewood to keep the porridge warm so that everyone could drink it when they woke up.

By dawn, everyone was fully awake. After learning that everyone who had been poisoned last night had been rescued, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

The old lady was still dizzy, but she continued to kneel on the bed with her hands clasped together, kneeling and praying, muttering something. The other female relatives followed suit, with infinite piety, thanking God for sparing their lives.

After they washed up and ate a bowl of porridge, Jing Chunxi told the whole story of what happened yesterday, from collecting the poisonous mushrooms to being poisoned. He even did not hide the fact that Jing Mingrong came over and told him the truth later.

Tao Jin also told everyone about the threats and excuses made by Fang Zhushi and Datou's family last night, explaining every detail including his own guesses.

Jing Yongcheng was still leaning against the bed, his forehead bulging with anger. He had eaten a lot last night, and his head still ached. "Fang has been so brutal to us time and again. We definitely can't let him stay this time."

They had originally thought this guy was only capable of some shady schemes to deal with those above them, and that he wouldn't pose much threat to them; they just needed to be on guard. The reason they hadn't taken action against him earlier was mainly because they were worried the temporary replacement might be even worse. Unexpectedly, the more they left him alone, the more rampant he became, and now he's even bribed those around them.

Jing Yongcheng was furious, but his face was expressionless: "Let's find a chance to finish him off before the next city!"

They wished they could capture Fang right now and chop him into pieces. But everyone knew that now was not the right time to act immediately. With someone dying right after their incident, suspicion would surely fall on them, especially since this person was a high-ranking official.

Jilang thought for a moment and said, "So the only way is to find an opportunity to create an accident."

No one responded.

"What about Datou's family? How can we let them get away with it?" Silang was still impatient. He drank the most mushroom soup last night. Now that he woke up, his head still hurt and he felt a little dizzy. He wished he could cut Datou's family into pieces.

The reason why the people in my family were able to wake up was not because they were lucky or the mushrooms were not poisonous enough, but because of the antidote my aunt gave them.

Now they were very sure that Fang was the instigator of this matter, and that he must have given the big head the mushrooms. As for what benefits he gave to the big head, they did not know.

Judging from their family's behavior last night, everyone knew about this matter except Jing Mingrong who had only a vague idea about it.

Jing Mingxin knew that this was an act of poisoning, but in the face of his own interests and justice, he still chose to be an accomplice. He really deserved to die, and they had no sympathy for him at all.