I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Mao Mao listened obediently to Lan Zhi's words, nodding incessantly whenever she looked at him.

It seems difficult to change his timid, fearful, and sensitive nature in a short period of time.

Let's take it slow!

Within a day, the news of Lan Zhi adopting a child spread throughout the village, and many curious villagers came to see what was going on.

Everyone stood at the gate, constantly peering into the courtyard. Mao Mao, terrified, huddled behind Mo Ning's wheelchair, too scared to come out. Although Mo Ning was also helpless, she kept reassuring him.

"Don't be afraid, come out!"

Mao Mao shook her head desperately.

"Brother Mo Ning, what are they looking at? I just heard them say that my sister shouldn't have raised me and should have sent me to someone else's house. I don't want to go."

"No, as long as your sister Lan Zhi agrees to let you stay here, no one can send you away. Come out!"

Mao Mao remained crouched behind him, her big eyes peeking furtively towards the gate, too afraid to stand in front of anyone.

When Lan Zhi came out of the kitchen, she was shocked by what she saw and her eyes widened in surprise.

What happened?

She went to the doorway and asked the people outside:

"Wu Erniang, what are you doing guarding my doorstep? Are you here to watch my house?"

Wu Erniang pouted and snorted.

"What's so interesting about your run-down house? I heard Nie Yuan sent you a child? Is it his illegitimate child? Or did he run away with the child's mother and leave the child with you? Hahaha..."

The laughter of the crowd left Lan Zhi speechless for a moment. She glared angrily at Wu Erniang.

"No matter what, you are Nie Yuan's elder, and Nie Yuan should call you Second Aunt. How can you spread rumors about him? So many people are listening here. If Aunt Wu hears this, tsk tsk tsk!"

Wu Erniang, without any fear, flicked her sleeves.

"So what if I heard it? Am I not telling the truth? I've heard from everyone that he brought this child back from the city. He abandoned the child with you and ran off with that woman. I never imagined that he would have such an ambiguous relationship with you and now he's out looking for other women. This kid really inherited his father's womanizing nature."

"Aunt Wu, please watch your words and actions. Act like an elder and don't let people laugh at you."

Although she disliked Nie Yuan, she also found it unpleasant to hear Wu Erniang slandering him.

Wu Erniang curled her lip and raised her hand, saying:

"Enough with the nonsense. I'm here today to ask you if you can raise this child. If you can't, I'll help him find a good family, one that I guarantee will be better than him living with you."

She glanced back at Mao Mao, who was cowering behind Mo Ning, and smiled calmly.

“Mao Mao is my child. As long as I have food to eat, he won’t go hungry. Wu Erniang, I advise you to stop worrying about this. Everyone should go about their business!”

Wu Erniang snorted disdainfully.

"You're really being ungrateful for your kindness. You can't even feed yourself, yet you want to raise someone else's child. Well, then you can keep raising them!"

After saying this, Wu Erniang turned and left, swaying her ample breasts and hips. The others followed suit.

Seeing that everyone had left, Xiangxiu took two steps forward and asked in a low voice,

"I heard that the child was brought back by Nie Yuan?"

Lan Zhi nodded, "He brought it back."

"Then this child..."

She glanced in the direction where Mao Mao was.

"Is it related to Nie Yuan?"

Lan Zhi stared at Xiang Xiu in astonishment.

"Do you really believe Wu Erniang's nonsense? Nie Yuan took pity on this mother and child and kindly brought them to me for treatment. The mother had to go out, so she left the child with me to look after. It's that simple."

Xiangxiu's face, which had been gloomy just moments before, suddenly broke into a smile.

"That's good. So Nie Yuan doesn't know this child's mother either?"

"do not know."

"Okay, then I'll head back."

"Won't you come in and sit for a while?"

"I won't sit here anymore. I'll come visit you again when I have time."

After leaving those words, Xiangxiu seemed to have made up her mind. She turned around happily, humming a little tune, and walked home.

Seeing that these people had finally left, Mao Mao emerged from behind Mo Ning and cautiously stepped forward to ask,

"Sister, I thought you were going to give me away, it scared me to death."

She reached out and pinched his chubby little face.

"You brat, the family is counting on you to do the dishes, how could your sister bear to give you away?"

Upon hearing this, a smug smile appeared on Mao Mao's face.

Lan Zhi came to Mo Ning's side, looked at his calm face, and asked:

"What's wrong? You seem unhappy? Are you missing Aunt Mo again?"

Mo Ning shook his head.

"It's been twenty-nine days."

Oh?

She smiled.

"I know there's only one day left."

"But I have no feeling in my hands at all."

"I won't let them feel anything, of course they won't. Tomorrow will be the moment to witness a miracle, don't worry."

Although she spoke with great confidence, Mourning still had doubts.

He had long forgotten what it felt like five years ago when he could move his hands, so he was both looking forward to tomorrow and a little worried.

Early the next morning

Today was an extraordinary day. Lan Zhi got up early to cook breakfast. After breakfast, Mao Mao said he wanted to go out and play for a while. Lan Zhi was very happy about his change and told him to come back early before going to find Mo Ning.

She sat down in front of Mo Ning, nervously rubbing her hands together.

Mo Ning's lips twitched incessantly; he wanted to ask her something, but ultimately didn't dare to.

At this moment, they were both very nervous. Before Lan Zhi was about to remove the gauze, she looked up at him, and he quickly said:

"Lan Zhi, the worst that can happen is the same as before. I'm ready. Let's do it!"

Although he was looking forward to his hands returning to normal, he was also afraid that if the results were not as expected, Lan Zhi would feel burdened.

Lan Zhi took a deep breath, picked up the scissors, gently cut open the gauze on his right wrist, and then wrapped it down layer by layer.

As the last piece of gauze came off, she reached out and pinched his finger hard.

"hiss!"

Mo Ning's instinctive reaction delighted Lan Zhi.

"Do you feel it?"

Mo Ning paused for a moment, then looked at his right hand with disbelief.

Lan Zhi gently reminded him,

"Try moving your finger."

"May I?"

Mo Ning couldn't believe it, but still gently moved her fingers.

His fingers really moved.

"I can move it now, my fingers can really move."

He suddenly burst into tears of joy.

"Lan Zhi, look! My fingers can really move now. I'm no longer a useless person who can't do anything. I can eat by myself and dress myself."

Seeing him so excited, like a child, Lan Zhi nodded happily.

"Okay, I'll remove the bandage from your other hand now. Starting today, you'll gradually become a normal person again."

Mo Ning stared intently at his right hand, as if looking at a long-lost friend, and kept waving his fingers.

Only after the gauze on her other hand was removed did Lan Zhi remind her:

"Now try moving both hands together."