The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

When Han finished chopping firewood and returned home, she saw Song looking panicked, her face covered in tears.

"Mom, what's wrong?" What happened again? Can't we just live a normal life? If not, let her go as soon as possible.

"Grandpa, Father-in-law, Father-in-law has fainted!" Madam Song was so nervous that she couldn't speak coherently.

"Ah!" Mrs. Han was shocked. She knew very well what kind of status the old man had in the family.

"Did you call a doctor?"

“He’s gone, Fa Zi’s father is gone! Your second uncle and third uncle are here too.”

"Phew," she thought, "They're all here. That's good, that's good." With the men all here, she felt reassured.

"Go and boil some water. The old man might want to drink water when he wakes up."

"it is good."

The doctor arrived quickly; we're from the same village, how far could he have gone?

"Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor remained silent, quietly taking the old man's pulse. His pulse seemed weak. Prolonged worry and old age had taken their toll, and he was showing signs of nearing the end of his life.

It seems that Old Master Wang... won't be able to get over this hurdle.

After he administered the acupuncture, the man slowly regained consciousness. "Father, how are you feeling?"

The whole family was gathered around the bedside. Although Wang Lao Er and Wang Lao San resented their father's favoritism, they weren't unfilial. Seeing the old man's ashen face, they sensed something was wrong.

"Dad, how are you? Why didn't you say you weren't feeling well? You suddenly fainted, it scared us to death."

"I didn't feel unwell before, but I suddenly felt dizzy, probably because I got up too quickly."

"Grandpa, your children and grandchildren have their own lives to live. Don't worry about them too much, and think more about your own health."

Old Wang smiled bitterly. How could he not think about it? Over the years, he couldn't sleep at night. As long as he thought about what his family had missed, he would stay awake until dawn.

The better Fang Xiaoning did, the worse his insomnia became. Regret, heartache, and a mix of other emotions kept him restless day and night. He couldn't tell anyone, so he had to keep it all bottled up inside.

He kept advising his eldest grandson to think more positively about everything, but actually, he was the one who was most upset about things.

The old doctor glanced at him, knowing they had taken his words to heart. He sighed helplessly; everyone has their own fate. He was worried about his own descendants; what could he say?

After eating some porridge and taking his medicine, the old man lay down and fell asleep. The medicine contained sedative ingredients, and he slept quite soundly.

The doctor gestured for everyone to go outside to talk. Everyone felt heavy-hearted. The doctor didn't leave, and by now, it seemed that Grandpa (the old man) was still not well.

main room.

"Doctor, how is my father...?" Old Wang asked anxiously.

“The old man is getting old, as you can see, his health is not as good as before.”

Wang Lao Er wiped away his tears. "Doctor, please tell us the truth."

Dad insists on living with my eldest brother, but his family is always causing chaos and disorder; it's no wonder they can't live peacefully together.

After all these years of ups and downs, even a young and strong person couldn't take it, let alone someone as old as Dad.

He just couldn't understand it. What was so good about his older brother's family? Had they cast a spell on him? Why did he have to worry so much about them?

"Hey, you guys need to be prepared. It'll be nothing more than six months from now."

Half a year is an exaggeration; judging from his current pulse, he'd be lucky to last two months.

The whole room was filled with people sobbing and weeping; they were going to lose their father (grandfather).

Especially Wang Laoda, Song Shi, and Wang Defa cried the most heartbrokenly; their hearts were filled with panic. What did the old man mean to them? They knew very well.

If their backbone and pillar of strength are gone, who will make decisions on important matters in the future, and who will they consult with?

What should we do? The old man can't leave, he absolutely can't leave!

"Doctor, please, can you think of a way..."

The old doctor shook his head. "Everyone's fate is predetermined. If you were sick, I could still prescribe medicine, but sir, you're old, your time has come. It's like an oil lamp; once the oil has burned out, how can you expect it to keep burning? Even the best doctor can't fight against fate!"

Wang Laoda was in despair. He squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and tears streamed through his fingers...

The others were also very distressed. It wasn't an illness, but rather the old man's advancing age, and they really had no way to help him.

"Now, let's see what else he wants to eat, what he wants to go, and what regrets he has. Try your best to fulfill his wishes and spend more time with him whenever you can."

It's rare for someone to live to sixty, and the old man is already sixty-two, so he's not at a bad age.

After seeing the doctor off, the Wang family put aside their grudges and discussed how to take turns caring for the old man, as well as making preparations for his funeral, such as preparing his burial clothes.

According to their local custom, people start preparing coffins around the age of forty. The old man's coffin was placed in his room. It had been there for about twenty years.

When Wang Defa returned to the house, he was completely distracted.

His affection for his grandfather was even deeper than for his parents. From childhood to adulthood, he was raised by his grandfather, who taught him everything about life and how to conduct himself. Unfortunately, he was slow-witted and didn't learn even a fraction of his grandfather's shrewdness.

Sitting at his desk, he had no idea what to do.

Seeing him like this, Madam Han couldn't help but advise, "Husband, you should copy more books recently, earn more money, let the old man eat better, buy him some things he likes, and make him happy."

Wang Defa suddenly realized, yes, he had to copy books to earn money to buy his grandfather delicious food.

After worrying about him his whole life, it's time for him to enjoy his retirement.

Looking at the person intently copying the book, Han breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he was still willing to listen to advice.

Wang Laoda was really heartbroken. He never imagined that one day his father would leave him.

He was suddenly hit over the head with a blow, and now he's completely bewildered.

Wiping away her tears, Madam Song said, "My dear husband, you must pull yourself together. You can't fall down now!"

Old Wang muttered to himself, "I know, I know." It was unclear who he was talking to.

"What are we going to do now that Dad's gone? What will we do without him?"

"What can we do? We have to keep going and help Fa Zi get by. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave in peace when we're about to go."

"That's true, we have to make sure Fa Zi's life is going well. Tell me, what have we been working for in this life?"

Song remained silent. She didn't know that she had been strong-willed and competitive her whole life, but in the end, she had nothing.

When Old Man Wang woke up, looking at his sons who were always looking after him, his heart sank to the bottom.

He's probably not going to make it, otherwise his sons wouldn't be so obedient, not only not arguing when they meet, but also taking care of him at his bedside.

"I'm fine. It's spring planting season now, so you all go and finish your work in the fields first. Your sister-in-law can stay here. Don't worry, she won't die anytime soon."

"father!"