Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

That was an excellent question.

When the deer cried out, it fell silent, blinked, and couldn't answer.

Yes, why didn't Grandma tell them to come find my brother-in-law sooner? Then they would have had money for medical treatment and wouldn't have had to live such a hard life.

Ying Yuchuan could tell what was going on from his bewildered expression.

He asked, speculatingly, "Didn't your grandmother tell you beforehand?"

"no."

He scratched his head and honestly admitted it.

"My grandmother never said anything about this marriage all these years. It was only the day before she passed away that she suddenly pulled us aside and said she wanted to give her last words. She took out that bracelet and told us about it."

Ying Yuchuan knew about that bracelet; he had taken it from his grandmother and given it to her as a keepsake.

That bracelet is quite valuable. Even if they don't come looking for them, they can sell it and not have to live such a hard life. They'll have money for medical treatment and surgery, right?

Why didn't they come looking for him, or sell the bracelet?

Grandma Lu has passed away, and her actions remain a mystery.

At this point, Ying Yuchuan also learned the whole story.

The siblings are bearing pressure and pain that they shouldn't have to endure at their age.

Who would have thought that the harder life is for someone, the happier they are to laugh?

Having learned everything he needed to know, Ying Yuchuan left the guest room with a heavy heart and headed towards the main house.

He pondered this in his heart.

What should girls eat to improve their health?

We can't let her get this thin.

Meanwhile, Sheng Shuang heard from Lao Ye that Lu Luozhi had a fever and was quite sick, so she came over to check on her.

"Yuchuan?"

As she entered, she called out softly, but after a few seconds of no response, she walked towards the bedroom.

"Is Yuchuan inside?"

She knocked twice on the door and gently pushed it open.

She glanced inside and found that her son was not in the room.

Her gaze fell upon Lu Luozhi lying on the bed.

She tiptoed over to the bedside, and was slightly surprised by Lu Luozhi's pale and bloodless face.

Is it burning that badly?

He reached out and touched her forehead; the burning temperature sent another chill down his spine.

Noticing the thin layer of sweat on her forehead and neck, Sheng Shuang, as a mother, couldn't bear to see her healthy child become so sick.

She went into the bathroom, wrung out a cold, damp towel, and carefully wiped away the sweat from her face.

Didn't Dr. Lin come over? Why is your fever still so high?

A cool sensation on her forehead briefly brought Lu Luozhi, who was delirious from the fever, back to consciousness.

She seemed to see her mother.

Her gentle mother, who always held her in her arms and comforted her like a precious treasure.

Whenever she was sick or uncomfortable, she would stay by her side to take care of her, singing sweet songs in her gentle voice to lull her to sleep...

Lu Luozhi forced open her heavy eyelids, which felt as if they were filled with lead.

His eyes, blurred by the burning sensation, weakly gazed toward the bedside.

There stood a gentle female figure.

Yes, it's her mother...it really is her mother...

"mom……"

She called out in a weak, hoarse voice.

"Mom, I... I miss you so much..."

The sound was intermittent.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Shuang, who was wiping her sweat, stopped what she was doing.

He stared at her in surprise.

What did she call her?

mom?

"mom……"

She lovingly rubbed her warm cheek against her slightly cold hand.

"Mom, Luozhi misses you so much! You haven't come to see me in so long..."

She murmured unconsciously.

"I have, I've taken good care of my little brother, you and Dad can rest assured, but, but I'm feeling a little unwell..."

Sheng Shuang listened and realized that she regarded her as her mother.

Hearing her heartbreaking whispers again, her heart ached.

I remember that everyone in her family, except for her younger brother, had passed away.

She misses her mother.

Sheng Shuang is also a mother of three, and she can't stand hearing these words.

Although she doesn't particularly like her daughter-in-law at the moment, she can temporarily act as her mother and offer some comfort to her ailing daughter.

"Mommy's here, Mommy's here..."

She gently stroked her face.

"If you're sick, rest well so you can get better and recover."

The voice at the exit was also soft and gentle.

"Mom... I feel a little unwell..."

"It's okay, you'll be fine after taking some medicine, baby. It's alright."

The word "baby" seemed to remind Lu Luozhi of a familiar word.

A weak, satisfied smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Her mother is so good to her.

That's so nice... She used to call her "baby" all the time...

"mom?"

When Ying Yuchuan returned to his room, this was the scene before him.

His mother was in his room, and her hands were moving...

Was he wiping Lu Luozhi's sweat, or was he comforting her?

"Is there something you need from me?"

He walked over and asked softly.

Sheng Shuang explained, "I heard from Lao Ye that the child had a fever, so I thought I'd come and check on her. Since you weren't here, and she was covered in sweat, I wiped her sweat for her."

She smiled again, "But she seems to think of me as her mother; she keeps calling me 'Mom'."

Her parents passed away when she was ten years old, which was thirteen years ago.

Ying Yuchuan hummed in agreement and walked over. "I'll do it."

He took the towel from her hand and carefully wiped away the sweat that kept pouring out of her.

Lu Luozhi was still muttering to herself in a daze.

But they could all hear her calling, "Mommy, Mommy..."

Sheng Shuang stood to the side, watching his actions with some surprise.

Her eldest son is actually taking care of a girl.

This was truly the first time she, as a mother, had ever seen this.

The towel was no longer cold, so Ying Yuchuan went to the bathroom to wet it, wring it out, and came out again.

He did these things naturally, without the slightest reluctance.

Seeing this, Sheng Shuang suddenly realized that her eldest son had truly grown up.

She looked at him with a smile.

This "growing up" doesn't refer to age, but rather his willingness to humble himself for a woman and take the initiative to care for her.

This was something she had never imagined before.

Suddenly, she felt that perhaps this deer vine could bring him a different life experience from his dullness.

This is what people often refer to as complementarity.

Without disturbing them any longer, she left silently.

At this moment, it's not appropriate for her to be the third wheel.

He wiped her sweat and changed her damp pajamas... Ying Yuchuan was so focused that he didn't even notice his mother had left.

"Mother……"

She was still unconsciously repeating those two words.

It's heartbreaking and painful.

At the bedside, Ying Yuchuan reached out and wiped away the tears that had welled up in the corners of her eyes.

He made a silent promise to her in his heart.

Don't cry, he'll be there for you in the future.