Crossing Over to Yamada Love

"That sounds nice, my father is your brother, but how did you treat your brother? If it weren't for you, would my father have been forced to go up the mountain and come back half dead? It's all your eldest son's fault. You're all wicked people! You're all beasts!" Cui pointed at Mo Quan's nose and started cursing.

"Get out of here! We came to see Second Uncle, not to see you throw a tantrum. Don't take your anger out on us, we have no reason to talk to a shrew like you." Qiu pushed Cui aside, and Mo Quan hurriedly went inside.

Liu also went up and pulled Cui away to stop her from making a scene, while Mo Lan followed Wang into the house.

She went over to look at Mo Jin lying on the bed, her nose stinging with tears. Since she transmigrated, her second grandfather had always been kind and gentle. Although he had his share of petty thoughts, he hadn't done anything seriously wrong. Now, he lay there, his face ashen, covered in dried blood—clearly, it hadn't been wiped away in time. There was also a lot of blood on his legs; she'd heard his leg was broken, but she didn't know how serious it was. Why was he the one suffering? And not Mo Changsheng or anyone else?

"Brother Chen, how is Jin?" Mo Quan asked Doctor Chen tremblingly.

"Sigh." Doctor Chen shook his head and sighed.

"Brother, how is my husband doing? Tell me quickly, I'm so worried!" Madam Feng was no longer as arrogant as usual, and asked anxiously.

“Brother Jin’s leg is broken. Even if it heals, he probably won’t be the same as usual. He also bumped his head and hasn’t woken up yet. I don’t know what’s going on in his mind. I’m not entirely sure either,” Doctor Chen said slowly. He really wasn’t very confident.

"What, what should we do? How can we save my husband?" Madam Feng muttered to herself. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the club in Mo Quan's hand. It was because of this club that her husband had fallen. Everyone said that this club could bring the dead back to life. Should she try using it?

“Brother, look, this is the club my husband dug up. Can it save him?” Madam Feng went up and took the club, handing it to Doctor Chen.

"Mother, that's what Father dug up to sell. What will happen to our family if he eats it? What will happen to Changsheng?" When Cui heard that her mother-in-law was going to use the stick to save her father-in-law, she hurriedly ran out to stop her. This stick was meant to be sold to save her husband, how could it be given to her father-in-law to eat?

"This..." Madam Feng hesitated, torn between her husband and her son. Whom should she save?

"Mother, please, we can't touch this stick. We're thinking of other ways to save Father. There must be another way." After saying this to her mother-in-law, Cui knelt down before Doctor Chen and cried, "Uncle Chen, please save my father. You must have a way. I'll kowtow to you."

"Brother, can this club really save Jin?" Mo Quan asked Doctor Chen, looking at the club in Feng's hand.

"This, this is indeed top-quality wild ginseng. Wild ginseng can nourish qi, replenish the body, and prolong life. I'm not sure if it can save Brother Jin, but it should be able to prolong his life." Doctor Chen stroked his beard and spoke.

"You old hag, who gave you permission to interfere? No one is allowed to touch this stick, and it's not for my father to eat. Anyone who touches it, I'll fight them to the death! You want to save my father, huh? Fine! Give me a hundred taels of silver, and I'll give you the stick." Cui got up from the ground and charged at Mo Quan.

"One hundred taels of silver? What does that have to do with saving your father? Your father is lying in bed like this, and you're still reluctant to part with this club. In your eyes, your father isn't even worth a club. Where's Changsheng? Why isn't he here? Tell him to come out, I have nothing to say to you." Mo Quan was furious. How could their brothers' lives be so worthless?!

“I can’t live like this anymore! Why am I so unlucky? They’re deliberately trying to kill me! All the men do is gamble all day long. They owe the gambling den so much money. They’re about to sell all the land, and they’re holding him captive at the gambling den, not letting him come back. How am I supposed to live? I want to save my father, but he used that club. We can’t sell it for money, and Changsheng won’t be able to come back. Those people at the gambling den will eat him alive!” Cui Shi stopped arguing and sat on the ground, crying loudly.

A moment of silence fell over the room. Mo Lan frowned: Mo Changsheng had been gambling all along! And losing more and more money. Had they sold all the land belonging to their second branch of the family? No wonder Second Grandfather had gone up the mountain this season; he was looking for something valuable. He was lucky enough to find a rather large ginseng, but he ended up falling down the mountain and was still unconscious. It was all Mo Changsheng's fault; he deserved to die!

"Your father isn't dead yet, why are you wailing like that? It's all because of your constant wailing that Changsheng is never home. You're a jinx!" Feng was annoyed and, hearing Cui crying loudly, couldn't help but kick her.

"What do you mean I made him stay away from home? He's clearly a gambler himself, why blame me!" Cui stood up from the ground, arguing defiantly.

"What's all the commotion about? Go get some water and wipe Jin's face clean. Look at all this blood. Are you all just going to ignore it?" Mo Quan yelled at the two of them.

At this moment, Mo Ju came in carrying a basin of water, picked up a handkerchief and handed it to Cui Shi, but Cui Shi did not take it and turned her head away.

Mo Ju had no choice but to hand the handkerchief to her grandmother, Madam Feng. Madam Feng took it and gently wiped the dried blood from Mo Jin's face. As she wiped, she suddenly threw the handkerchief into the basin, splashing water everywhere. She cried out, "I can't live like this anymore! The old ones are useless, and the young ones are good-for-nothings. They're all draining me. I must have owed your Mo family a debt in my past life!"

Mo Ju remained silent, quietly taking a handkerchief from the basin and gently wiping her grandfather.

After Chen Langzhong gave Mo Jin acupuncture, he said that he didn't have enough herbs and needed to go back to get more. After he left, Mo Lan quickly caught up with him.

"Grandpa Chen, that dandelion water is good. Please add it to the medicine and boil it for my second grandfather to drink. Also, please fix his leg with a splint. I think my second grandfather will be in a lot of pain when he wakes up. If he is fixed with a splint, even if he moves, there won't be too much dislocation." Mo Lan said softly to Doctor Chen.

"Yes, Lanlan is right. Grandpa will take care of it. Don't worry, Grandpa will go back to get the medicine first." Doctor Chen patted Molan's head and turned to leave.

Mo Lan looked up at the dark sky, then went back into the courtyard. At the door of the second house, she heard Madam Feng arguing with Mo Quan.

"If you care about your brother, then take him back! If you're so capable, then take care of him and serve him. Take him back! You won't? Then don't act like a big shot here!" Madam Feng's voice was loud and her shouts were quite forceful.

"You! You! Jin's bones are broken now, he can't move. I won't say anything more to you. You take good care of Jin." Mo Quan didn't want to talk to Madam Feng anymore. He endured it and waited for his brother to wake up before leaving.

After returning, Doctor Chen administered the medicine and put a splint on Mo Jin's leg. He instructed Mo Jin to keep watch over him that night and to come to him immediately if anything happened. Then he went back.

The Mo family rested at the old house so they could keep track of Mo Jin's situation. Although Mo Quan was worried, he couldn't stay there to watch over Mo Jin because of Madam Feng. He dozed off on the kang (heated brick bed) and hurriedly dressed to go see Mo Jin before dawn.

By the time Mo Lan woke up, Mo Jin had already woken up, but his eyes were cloudy, he seemed a little dazed, and he didn't say a word.

No matter who called him, he didn't respond. After a while, he closed his eyes again, and some cloudy liquid flowed down the corners of his eyes.

The Mo family left Mo Quan to take care of Mo Jin. Mo Lan sighed inwardly and returned to the shop with the others.

It was midday. Mo Lan had just served the dishes to the three Xue brothers and hadn't even had a chance to speak when Cui Shi barged in.

When Cui saw the aloof Xue Lingfeng, she trembled slightly, then knelt down and said repeatedly, "Gentlemen, please don't be offended. I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to sell something. I have a club here, and it's a very good thing. Please, gentlemen, buy it. We're counting on it to save our lives."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly handed over the ginseng wrapped in red cloth.

Xue Lingyun glanced at her, took the red envelope, opened it and looked inside. It was indeed a wild ginseng, and the quality was quite good. Although he didn't know much about ginseng, he could tell that it was a good one.

"How much?" he asked casually, thinking it would be nice to buy it as a gift for his mother.

"Two hundred taels," Cui said through gritted teeth.

"Hmm?" Xue Lingyun drawled out the last syllable of her voice.

"One hundred and eighty taels, no, one hundred and fifty taels, one hundred and twenty taels is the lowest we can offer, sirs. We really need the money to save our lives. My father-in-law is lying in bed now, he broke his leg while digging for this club, and he needs the money to buy medicine. My husband is also waiting for the money to save his life. Please, gentlemen, have mercy on us." After saying this, Cui Shi kept kowtowing.

"What's wrong with your husband?" Xue Lingyun asked curiously.

"This, this." Cui hesitated, unable to speak properly even after uttering the words twice.

"I lost the bet, and the gambling den has impounded me. They're demanding money to ransom me," Mo Lan replied calmly, her voice devoid of emotion.

Madam Cui glared fiercely at Mo Lan, but didn't dare to scold her, as she still remembered the lesson she learned last time.

"I don't want this ginseng, you can take it back." Xue Lingyun handed the ginseng to Cui Shi.

Cui refused to accept the gift, but instead kowtowed repeatedly.

"I don't like gambling, so please stop begging."

"Master, my husband is no good, but my father-in-law is still lying on the bed. If we can't save him, he might lose his life too. And what have we done wrong? We've gone hungry and cold for my husband's sake, we've even sold our land. Master, please have mercy on us! We'll repay you in our next life by serving you like cattle or horses, otherwise we'll have no way to survive." Cui cried pitifully, but thinking of her usual hateful behavior, Mo Lan couldn't feel sorry for her.

"Get up. I've bought the ginseng. Here's a silver note for 120 taels. Take it and go." Xue Lingyun took out several silver notes from his pocket, looked at them, and handed two to Cui Shi.

Cui recognized the silver notes. After looking at them carefully, she left with profuse thanks. Mo Lan also breathed a sigh of relief. With the silver notes, she hoped that things would be less troublesome over there, otherwise her own family would not have peace either.

If Xue Lingyun had silver notes, then Xue Lingfeng must have them too. Why didn't he give her silver notes when she gave him the jade pendant? Mo Lan couldn't understand.