Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 380: That person

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: That person

Inside the house, the second-in-command was frowning at Yueyue, whose face was ashen pale.

The young girl had always been weak due to her illness, and her condition had worsened significantly over the past month, causing her to lose a significant amount of weight.

"Second-in-command, how is Yueyue doing now?"

"Not so good." The second-in-command replied as he closed his eyes to feel her pulse.

For the past two years, he had been feeding Yueyue with medicinal soups, and was also careful about her daily diet.

Using ginseng in treating Tuberculosis was not usually advisable, but due to Yueyue’s current state, he felt there was no harm trying.

"Yueyue, how do you feel?"

The second-in-command withdrew his hand and asked quietly. Yueyue was such a good girl, he couldn’t help but take to her.

"I’m fine," Yueyue replied, her face was pale, and her voice barely above a whisper.

She had been coughing up a lot of blood these days.

Even a slight movement caused her chest to ache unbearably.

She felt that she was reaching her limit, but she didn’t want to worry everyone or make her brother sad.

"Good girl, Yueyue," the second-in-command said, his voice filled with reassurance as he gently stroked her face.

"Okay."

Yueyue smiled weakly, then turned to look at Nanzhi and Shen Wenchen who were standing nearby.

She remembered this sister, she was a kind person.

"Sister, thank you."

Despite being ill, the young girl managed to raise the warmest smile she could muster.

Nanzhi felt a pang of sadness seeing her smile. She remembered when she first met Yueyue and her older brother Xiaoqi, who was like a small wolf protecting his frail and skinny sister.

She had just arrived in this world and had pitied the siblings, but meeting them now, under such circumstances, was heart-wrenching.

Noticing Nanzhi’s mood, Shen Wenchen took her to a nearby side room.

"Wenchen, do you think I’m being too much of a saint?" Nanzhi questioned, feeling quite disheartened as she held the cup of tea he had prepared for her.

She wanted to be strong, to be a warrior, not live a fearful life.

But she was still just an ordinary person.

"No." Shen Wenchen looked at her and shook his head.

Every individual had their own moral compass. He regarded Nanzhi as his wife and would respect her choices.

The two of them sat quietly, Nanzhi lost in her thoughts and Shen Wenchen preoccupied with the situation at Qing Fenghan village.

Unlike Nanzhi, Shen Wenchen had experienced the battlefield. While he felt sorrow for Yueyue, he remained detached from her, acknowledging it as unfortunate but nothing more.

The second-in-command planned to perform acupuncture for Yueyue and prepared a medicinal bath for her.

The outcome, however, would depend on her condition in the next few days.

Xiaoqi didn’t enter the room. Instead, he sat dazed on the front steps of the house.

Yueyue was two and a half years younger than him, yet their parents had never shown them any affection.

Ever since he could remember, he knew his parents disliked him.

He still remembered when a wrinkled and thin Yueyue was born, too skinny to be even compared to Dahuang, the piglet of the village.

Only his grandfather treated him kindly. He would sneak him bits of pancakes and help carry his basket when he went out to cut pig grass.

At that time, he had wished his grandfather could always be with him.

But then, when Yueyue turned one, their grandfather fell ill.

At that time, he was only four years old. His grandfather had patted his head and told him to grow up quickly and leave home with Yueyue.

His grandfather was not buried in a coffin but wrapped in a straw mat by his father and buried casually in a barren field.

As Yueyue grew, the number of injuries on their bodies increased.

Every day, he worked in the fields, and when he returned, he had to cut a basket full of pig grass.

When Yueyue was three, she began to do the laundry at home. She was too young to be able to scrub the clothes properly, so she would lift a wooden beater and hammer the clothes.

Each time she finished washing the clothes, a layer of skin on her hands would be rubbed raw.

He always wondered if he and Yueyue were really the children of their parents because every other child was cherished by their parents, but they could only take beatings every day.

Brother Tie Niu in their village, he only had a mother, but his mother would never hit or scold him.

His thoughts drifting away, the young boy’s face was wet with tears before he knew it.

Yuanbao was in the room for a good while, and assumed Xiaoqi would be gone by now, so she decided to leave quietly.

But as soon as she opened the door, she saw Xiaoqi sitting on the steps and spacing out.

The creaking of the wooden door echoed through the silent night. When Xiaoqi glanced at her, Yuanbao saw the redness in his eyes.

The sight made Yuanbao forget her anger toward him, leaving her somewhat flustered.

"You...are you alright?" she stammered, slowly walking towards him and finally speaking.

Why was Brother Xiaoqi crying?

His tears were so painful, maybe she should stop being angry with him?

She tucked her lips and finally sat down next to Xiaoqi.

"I’m sorry," Xiaoqi murmured, tears dropping onto the stone slab in front of him, leaving little spots behind.

"Oh."

Yuanbao rested her chin on her knees, idly watching the ants on the ground.

The two children sat together like this, their quarrel slowly fading away with time.

After performing acupuncture on Yueyue and preparing the medicinal bath, the second-in-command called for Nanzhi to come in.

"Miss Lin, would you mind watching Yueyue? She needs to soak in the medicinal bath for an hour," he wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke.

"Okay," Nanzhi replied, nodding, and stayed by Yueyue’s side while the second-in-command left to find Shen Wenchen.

Ever since arriving in Qing Fenghan Village, Shen Wenchen had remained quiet. Seeing the second-in-command come out, he rose to greet him.

"Brother Shen, please sit," the second-in-command smiled and gestured for him to sit, before taking a seat himself.

"Do you mind if I ask what Brother Shen does for a living?" asked the second-in-command, a smile on his face but an inquisitive light in his eyes. He was still not quite comfortable with this man.

"I have a minor position in the county government." Shen Wenchen responded, pouring him a bowl of tea and handing it to him.

"Is that so?" The second-in-command’s expression faltered, a bit taken aback by Shen’s forthcoming nature.

"I wanted to ask the second-in-command, who was responsible for setting up the cafeteria?" Shen Wenchen asked, getting straight to the point. He was curious, just how many transmigrators were there in this world?

"Er..." The second-in-command was taken aback by the question. Seeing Shen’s open attitude, he felt it would be wrong to hide anything.

"It was Yuanbao’s mother."

Shen Wenchen was surprised. He hadn’t expected it to be a woman.

"And where is she now?"

The second-in-command shook his head. There was no hint of aversion in his voice as he said, "I do not know, she left when Yuanbao was a few months old and never returned."

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