After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 84 - Overwhelmed

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Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Overwhelmed

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Overwhelmed

Su Yu hastened to explain, her tone carrying hints of apology and sincerity, “I’m sorry, I accidentally lost the clothes you lent me, so I went out and bought a new one as compensation. I think it will fit us well since our builds are similar.”

Her words revealed her careful consideration and respect for her sister-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xinghua quickly objected, “Oh, how can this be, my clothes are full of patches, how can they compare to yours?” Although what she said was true, her own clothes having been mended many times, Su Yu saw them as Xie Xinghua’s most cherished possessions.

For this, Su Yu felt deeply grateful and insisted on using the new clothes as compensation, feeling that it was only natural to do so.

In her eyes, this small gift was not just a replacement of clothing but also a transmission of warmth and understanding between neighbors.

“Clothes are replaced all the time, there’s no need for comparison. When I first arrived here, I didn’t even have clean clothes to change into. You extended your hand to help me. Now, my unintentional loss of your clothes only makes it right for me to buy new ones for you. Please, sister-in-law, stop refusing.”

Su Yu’s words were gentle and meticulous, yet they created a subtle sense of distance in Xie Xinghua’s ears.

She knew well that she could no longer refuse the gift today because Su Yu was someone who never liked to be indebted to anyone.

Previously, she had worried about offending Lady Zhao and had maintained some distance from Su Yu unintentionally, perhaps this reservation had already subtly hurt Su Yu’s sensitive yet resilient heart.

Xie Xinghua silently accepted the clothes, a flicker of unnoticeable emotion passing through her eyes.

Su Yu seemed to perceive her unspoken needs and took out a small bottle of ointment from her bosom, her eyes filled with concern, “I saw you and the children have some scrapes, use this ointment, it will heal faster.”

“Thank you, Yuyu.”

Xie Xinghua took the ointment with both hands, her gratitude evident beyond words.

For her, the ointment was indeed urgently needed.

She could endure her own pain, but seeing her children frown and cry from their wounds made her heart ache as if pricked by needles.

Su Yu did not stay much longer, her mind preoccupied with how Jiang Ziling was making the shoes.

She turned to leave, while the noise inside Fang Qin’s house continued unabated, as if the thin walls were pierced through, only a hair’s breadth away from Lady Zhao’s room.

Lady Zhao had been suffering from a high fever since dawn, becoming more convinced that she had encountered something ominous the previous night.

The fear from last night combined with her extreme discomfort made her restless and depressed.

She had hoped to recuperate quietly, but the neighboring room seemed never to be at peace.

The door was banged so loudly, accompanied by bursts of quarrels, making even Aunt Zhou’s hope for a moment of stable rest a luxury.

She might tolerate everyday trifles, but the crying of her grandson struck her heart like rapid drumbeats, forcing her to prop up her frail body and stagger out.

The scene before Aunt Zhou ignited her anger; Youfu’s door was beaten to a shattered mess. She initially thought it was Su Yu’s loud knocking which shocked her, but she did not expect such a chaotic scene.

Inside, two people were struggling and fighting, and the child on the bed was crying heart-wrenchingly, each cry piercing her heart.

“What are you doing! Can’t you let people have a moment’s peace?”

This furious scolding from Aunt Zhou seemed to squeeze out the last bit of energy in her, stars dancing before her eyes as she stumbled and fell to the ground, powerless.

Jiang Xunzhong quickly reached out to help, but accidentally touched Aunt Zhou’s wound, causing her to cry out in pain, “Ouch, are you trying to kill me with this pain!”

Seeing this, Jiang Xunzhong quickly let go of his hold and, looking at the pained expression on Aunt Zhou’s face, grew worried and suggested, “Why not visit the clinic in town? Maybe they have a better solution.”

“What are you staring at? I’ve encountered something indescribable, you think this small clinic can solve it?”

Aunt Zhou spoke sharply, her eyebrows filled with undeniable severity, as she harshly rebuked Jiang Xunzhong.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xunzhong suddenly fell silent, his heart filled with worry and confusion, yet he dared not speak another word.

Aunt Zhou’s brows furrowed tightly, the discomfort churning inside her making her face pale, as if a thousand pounds were pressing on her chest, desperately needing to find the person who could dispel all the ominous energy.

After pondering for a moment, she finally issued an order, “You, hurry and fetch Fourth Lady, have her look at what’s really going on.”

Jiang Xunzhong quickly complied, carefully helping Aunt Zhou to her feet, and the two of them hurried out of the house, quickly disappearing into the winding alley.

Aunt Zhou firmly believed that her encounter the previous night was no ordinary matter; despite everything seeming normal to others, the chill and restlessness emitting from deep within her bones was something she couldn’t ignore.

And Fourth Lady, in this small village, was almost a mythical figure. Whenever any household had a headache or some indescribable trouble, they would think of her immediately to resolve it.

Fourth Lady’s skills had never failed, and thus, the villagers held her in the highest esteem.

Back at home, Aunt Zhou barely managed to sit down, her ears filled with Dazhuang’s heart-piercing cries, each wail like a dagger stabbing her nerves, the headache becoming more intense, almost swallowing her sanity.

“Are you a block of wood for a mother? Your child is crying so miserably, yet you don’t know to comfort him!”

Her gaze was intense, sharply directed at Fang Qin, who looked anxious beside her, her tone full of reprimand.

Fang Qin felt a mixture of emotions, full of grievances yet unable to defend herself.

Facing her mother-in-law’s accusations, the words reached her lips but were swallowed back; after all, the child’s crying was like needles to her heart, allowing no room for hesitation.

Feeling helpless, she could only explain the whole situation to Aunt Zhou, her speech rapid and full of pleas, “Mother, you have to think of something. Dazhuang is so young, how can he go without food for three days.”

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhou’s brows twisted into a knot, her tone filled with disappointment and anger, “You always manage to neglect one thing while attending to another, so worrying!”

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Her own body was already overburdened, and the endless minor issues at home made it hard for her to find peace.

Even though she had countless grievances, she could not be careless with her grandson’s matter.

Aunt Zhou sighed and said, “It’s not like you’re the only mother nursing a child in this village. Why not visit the neighbor’s house, see if you can borrow some milk for Dazhuang just for these three days, after which things should naturally improve.”

Fang Qin looked troubled, the acquaintance with the neighbors was after all not deep, and it was not easy to ask for help.

“What are you still standing there for, go now!”

Seeing this, Aunt Zhou urged her on, her tone firm and unmistakable.

With the situation urgent, Fang Qin had no choice but to steel herself, picked up the continuously crying Dazhuang, and slowly walked out of the yard.