News that Tang Wan knew medicine spread through Huanshan Village like the wind!
The men in the village were now truly envious of Ling Yu!
What do men in the village look for in a wife? Isn’t it just that she’s capable and can take charge of things?
Tang Wan might be a bit plump, but not only could she hunt, she also knew medicine—and it seemed she could even make money!
Good heavens… Had Ling Yu saved the world in a previous life? Even after becoming disabled, Heaven still sent him a wife to save him!
When Old Madam Liu heard the news, her chest hurt so much it cramped: “If I’d known earlier, I would have matched Tang Wan with my third son. Now Ling Yu, that little cripple, gets her for nothing!”
Old Man Ling also felt uncomfortable and glared at her: “It’s your fault! I told you before that Tang Wan looked like she’d be good at bearing children, a perfect match for San, but who was the one who turned her down? You!”
He wasn’t making this up—he had mentioned it once, though jokingly at the time. Back then, he actually thought the same as Old Madam Liu: that Tang Wan wasn’t good enough for their third son.
But now, that didn’t stop him from pushing all the blame onto her. Otherwise, he’d feel like he had been the one to miss out on a fortune!
Old Madam Liu, furious, rolled up her sleeves: “Old man Ling, you’re dumping all the blame on me. Did a dog eat your manhood? You’re not a real man!”
“You old hag—who are you talking about?!”
“I’m talking about you! Did I say anything wrong?”
Old Man Ling, enraged, slapped her across the face.
For a moment, Old Madam Liu was stunned, then she exploded.
“Well, Old Man Ling, you must be itching for a beating!”
…
The two of them started quarreling again.
Inside the house, Mrs. Qian was utterly speechless.
These two old folks were beyond description.
They talked as if Tang Wan would marry whoever they told her to.
Ling Cangshun, that third son of theirs, was what, exactly?
He was older than Ling Yu by quite a bit and not nearly as good-looking. Was Tang Wan blind?
Besides, Tang Wan was a town girl. Back when she was willing to marry into the village, even bringing a dowry of five taels of silver, it was because the family had a handsome young man—Ling Yu.
She had never once given Ling Cangshun a second glance!
That “precious” Ling Cangshun of theirs was nothing but a pile of crap in Tang Wan’s eyes!
Mrs. Qian wasn’t the only one feeling annoyed—Ling Xiaofang rolled her eyes dramatically, for once agreeing with Mrs. Qian.
Ling Cangshun? Please. Twenty-six years old and only managed to pass the child student exam, almost thirty now and still just a tongsheng.
Old, ugly, and not even worthy to carry Cousin Yu’s shoes!
Tang Wan would have to be completely blind to give up Ling Yu for Ling Cangshun.
Ling Sheng had already slipped away.
He was on good terms with Li Dashan and had long gone to visit him.
Good thing he’d left—otherwise, hearing all this nonsense would’ve made him furious.
Ling Cangshun was an elder, Ling Yu was the younger generation—regretting that they didn’t give the younger man’s wife to an elder, and even bringing it up after the couple was already married… what kind of “immortal-level” parents could say something like that?
If word got out, would the Ling family still have any face left?
But the angriest of all was Doctor Zhang.
Tang Wan had used his medicine—and there had even been a ginseng root in it!
He didn’t dare make trouble with Tang Wan, so he went to the Li family instead.
Right now, Li Wu was still unconscious, and Li Dashan needed rest. Doctor Zhang showed up demanding payment—fifty taels, no less!
Auntie Yang shrieked when she heard the number: “How much did you say?!”
“Fifty taels,” Doctor Zhang repeated.
Auntie Yang nearly spat blood. “You damned skin-flayer! Cheating me of fifty taels? Is your medicine made of gold? Why don’t you just go rob someone instead!”
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