Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

Villagers came to the Lu family home in waves throughout the day, all wanting to see Lu Chuan return alive. However, when they saw his lame left leg, some were worried and some were happy.

Even if he comes back, so what? He'll still be a cripple. Not only will he be unable to hunt, but he'll also have to feed another mouth to feed.

Thinking about what has happened to the Lu family recently, the villagers all feel that the Lu family is about to decline.

What others think is their business; Lu Chuan doesn't care at all, or rather, he only cares about Meng Tong's opinion.

After dinner, the third wife returned to her small, dilapidated house. Lu Chuan's eyes flashed with struggle before he finally called out to Meng Tong, who was about to go out to wash up.

"Miss."

"Hmm." Meng Tong responded naturally, putting down the wooden bucket she was holding and turning around to ask, "What's wrong?"

The two looked at each other, and Meng Tong didn't urge them, but just looked into Lu Chuan's eyes.

She knew what he was going to say; she had seen the looks in the villagers' eyes today, including those from the Lu family.

It seems everyone's expectation of him was that he could hunt and have meat to eat. Now that he's lame, everyone sees him as useless, not to mention that he's also an idiot.

However, Meng Tong disagreed with this. After spending the day together, Meng Tong felt that Lu Chuan was just a person who didn't like to talk and was slow to react to the outside world.

He has an amazing level of focus on things that interest him, such as hunting.

This may be the reason why God closes a door but opens a window for you.

As he limped toward Meng Tong, a look of grievance flashed in Lu Chuan's deep, clear eyes.

He said, "I'm good at hunting and I eat meat, but Dad won't give me any."

He meant that he was still a very good hunter and would definitely be able to get meat for them, but he wouldn't give meat to Old Man Lu and the others.

For some reason, Meng Tong found him rather cute, and a smile appeared on his somewhat malnourished face.

"I believe you. Let's go to town tomorrow to get your leg checked."

"No money."

"I have."

Meng Tong proudly pulled out ten taels of silver from his pocket and showed it to Lu Chuan, then said, "Once your leg is healed, we can hunt lots of game and eat meat every day, making them drool."

"it is good."

After some hesitation, Lu Chuan finally agreed, a smile flashing in his eyes. He then wrapped his arm around Meng Tong's waist, trapping her in his embrace.

He leaned his head on Meng Tong's shoulder and said stubbornly, "Make money for my wife."

The man's tone was serious, and Meng Tong held back her laughter.

Don't let your newly high hopes be dashed. Even if you promise her great things, what if they come true?

The focus should still be on encouragement.

Little did they know that it would actually come true.

The next morning, He Shi got up with a long face to make breakfast. She didn't greet Lu Chuan when she saw him washing up, and her eyes even showed a hint of disgust.

Isn't a fool who can't hunt just a piece of trash?

When she returned, she would need an extra set of bowls and chopsticks. Seeing the dwindling food supplies at home, He Shi felt like her blood was running dry.

With the third wife's bottomless eating habits, it's simply unbearable!

In this day and age, no one knows if the crops they plant will yield a harvest. This whole family is counting on those few bags of grain to survive.

Now Madam He understands how stingy Old Madam Lu is.

……

Meng Tong didn't care how much He complained; as long as there was food and drink to eat and drink when she got up, that was fine.

After finishing their meal, ignoring the murderous glares from Old Man Lu and his men, Meng Tong and his family of four boarded the village's oxcart and set off for town.

Grandpa Lu, who drives the oxcart, is from the same clan as Lu Chuan. They are said to have come to Duanshan Village together from the famine.

Upon seeing Lu Chuan, he greeted him with a smile, "Good lad, you're lucky! You've survived a close call, you're bound to have good fortune in the future! You're going to have a very prosperous life."

"Grandpa, you're lucky."

"Haha, I appreciate your kind words, lad." Old Master Lu laughed heartily. "Hold on tight, let's go."

He knew Lu Chuan needed to see a doctor about his leg, so he didn't linger. The family of four arrived in town in less than half an hour.

Although this was Lu He and Lu Yan's second time in town, they were still excited about it.

One person held Meng Tong's hand, their big eyes full of curiosity.

They were going to a pharmacy in town today called Jilutang. They heard that the owner came from the capital, so his medical skills must be very good.

Meng Tong wanted to use his name to secretly use her supernatural abilities to heal Lu Chuan's leg.

It's better to do it earlier; it'll make things easier for her too.

The relief center is located on the east side of town, where there are more wealthy people who are dressed more respectably than those on the west side.

"I heard that the wealthy Zhang family in town is moving away?"

"Is the news true? Doesn't their family own a grain shop? Why are they suddenly leaving?"

"I do not know!"

Three well-dressed scholars passed by Meng Tong, and their discussion made her somewhat puzzled.

Why did the person who ran the grain shop leave?

From what she observed, there seemed to be only one grain shop in the town, so there were no competitors.

Did they receive some news?

Meng Tong was quite alert, thinking that Lu Chuan would investigate further after examining the leg, but when they arrived at the relief hall, they found the door closed.

There were several patients waiting at the door. Meng Tong thought for a moment and walked over to a woman holding a child.

"Hello, ma'am, I'd like to ask when this relief center opens?"

"..."

The woman remained silent and did not look up, but she hugged the child even tighter.

Meng Tong glanced at the child in her arms. The child was very young, probably not even a year old. He looked extremely thin and had an unnatural flush on his face.

It looks like she has a high fever.

Looking up at the tightly closed doors of the relief hall, Meng Tong felt as if something was about to happen.

Standing up, Meng Tong looked at the other patients and squatted down next to an elderly man who was alone, asking, "Grandpa, how long have you been waiting here?"

"what?"

The old man looked up at Meng Tong, his wrinkled face full of doubt.

He has hearing problems.

Meng Tong: ……

Just as she was about to get up and leave, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old called out to her.

The boy was also very thin, but his eyes were very bright. He was holding a little girl who looked about four or five years old.

This must be his sister.

He asked Meng Tong, "Are you here to see a doctor too?"

Meng Tong nodded after a few moments of silence and pointed in the direction of Lu Chuan and the other two.

Across from us, under a large tree, a man sat on the ground, holding two sleeping little girls in his arms.

"Do you know when this relief center opens?" Meng Tong asked.

"It won't be open."

"Huh?" Meng Tong exclaimed in surprise, "Why? Then you..."

"Today is the time for the doctors at the relief center to leave, so we just want to wait here and see if they can come out and take a look at us."

"leave?"

Meng Tong frowned. Why is it another one leaving?

Could something really big be happening in town? Otherwise, why would these rich people be running away?