If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Early in the morning, someone knocked on the door of the educated youth compound.

Lin Qingqing opened the door and looked over: "Who are you looking for?"

"Lin Zhiqing, this is Douzi's mother looking for Wen Zhiqing. I don't know if she's home today or if she went to town to buy things."

"...Oh, she's not home."

"Oh, but it's raining today so we're not working. Did Wen Zhiqing go to town?"

Seeing that her expression wasn't good, Douzi's mother said softly, "Lin Zhiqing, could you please move aside? I'd like to wait for her to come back here. Thank you."

She already knew in her heart that Wen Zhiqing was probably at home, otherwise the girl would have just said she was going to town instead of stopping her by saying that he wasn't home and she could have waited for him herself.

Lin Qingqing frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

They just stood there blocking the door, not saying whether anyone could come in or not.

The smile on Bean's mother's face was about to fade when a familiar voice came from behind her: "Bean's mother, what are you doing here? Did you come to see me?"

Turning around and seeing her, his eyes lit up: "Wen Zhiqing, come back. I came to ask you to visit my mother-in-law. I don't know if it's convenient."

Wen Yao smiled and nodded, "Sure, I'll hang the clothes out to dry. Come in and wait for me; it's still raining outside."

"Okay, thank you, Wen Zhiqing."

The two glanced at the person blocking the door, and Wen Yao's smile faded slightly: "Lin Zhiqing, when did you develop a liking for being a door god? What are you doing standing here?"

Lin Qingqing saw the warning in her eyes and thought of the time she farted and the strange looks she received. Now it felt like she had been pricked by thorns.

Reluctantly stepping aside, he said, "Hmph, don't bring outsiders to the educated youth compound all the time. If anything gets lost, you'll have to pay for it."

Wen Yao led her people inside, then stopped and turned to look at her: "Lin Zhiqing, if you have a foul mouth and can't speak properly, you should shut up. The courtyard you live in is also from Xiangyang Brigade, how dare you spout nonsense?"

"And with all that junk you have, nobody would want it."

Lin Qingqing glared at him, stung: "You..."

"Don't mind her, Douzi's mother. Lin Zhiqing likes to speak without thinking. Let's go inside and talk about it slowly."

"Okay."

Wen Yao poured her a glass of water: "Douzi's mother, tell me about your mother-in-law's situation. How is she eating, drinking, and using the toilet? What is the degree of her paralysis?"

"The treatment will vary depending on where exactly the paralysis begins, whether it's hemiplegia or something else."

Douzi's mother glanced at the yard and lowered her voice: "There are some things that Wen Zhiqing has to say, but I don't really know how to say them. I can't mention them to anyone else, otherwise I'll be considered unfilial."

"But I really think my mother-in-law's illness is very strange. Once, she had an argument with me, closed her eyes and fainted. When she woke up, she said that she couldn't feel her legs."

"My in-laws all blame me, saying that I made my mother-in-law so angry, and that if it weren't for me, the family wouldn't have lost a laborer. But I really didn't mean to."

As she spoke, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice trembling with emotion. It had been three whole years of caring for her paralyzed mother-in-law, and the hardships and grievances she had endured could not be explained in just a few words.

Wen Yao handed over a handkerchief and said softly, "It's okay, tell me slowly. So your mother-in-law fainted because she was so angry that she couldn't feel her legs when she woke up."

"Did you start with the thigh or the waist? Did you take her to the hospital for a checkup after she lost sensation? What did the doctor say?"

Douzi's mother sniffed and whispered, "We took her to the hospital for a checkup, but they couldn't find anything wrong. The doctor even pricked her leg with a needle, but it didn't work; she just can't feel anything."

"There's nothing I can do but stay home and take care of my mother-in-law. She has to poop two or three times a day, and every time she does, she calls me to clean her up. It's not that I'm disgusted by her, I just want to get her better."

"Even if we can just manage to go for a walk together, that would be good."

Wen Yao raised an eyebrow, her eyes holding a deeper meaning: "Generally speaking, people who are extremely angry are at risk of stroke, but it is impossible for them to be paralyzed in the legs alone."

"It's a general symptom reaction, which is what we commonly see as a crooked mouth and drooling, slurred speech, etc., completely losing the ability to take care of oneself and needing to be fed."

Douzi's mother looked a little confused: "Is that so? But my mother-in-law doesn't have these symptoms. Her upper body is fine, it's just that she can't feel her legs and can't get up."

"Hmm, is there anything else strange about it usually?"

"Anything is fine, just tell me anything that comes to mind. I want to know more so that I can receive targeted treatment."

"Okay, my mother-in-law has been gaining weight a lot lately. She's gotten so fat that it's hard for me to turn over in bed. And she's eating normal meals, not much more."

"How could I have gained weight? Besides that, there are also a lot fewer eggs in the kitchen cabinets. Things are always going missing. I wonder if it's the work of mice."

The two chatted casually, and Wen Yao raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "A mouse, huh? If it were a mouse, it would scatter the food it stole, making it easy to spot."

Bean's mother waved her hand: "No, it's all clean and tidy. It's just that some things mysteriously disappeared, and I don't know where they went. Well, there's nothing else strange about it."

"Okay, I understand. I'll go with you to take a look today."

"Okay, then thank you for your help, Wen Zhiqing."

"fine."

Wen Yao carried her medicine box, and the two of them went out under an umbrella. They arrived at Douzi's mother's house, and upon entering the courtyard, they heard sharp curses coming from a house.

Douzi's mother's expression changed, and she said anxiously, "It must be my mother-in-law who woke up. She got up really early today; she usually sleeps until ten o'clock."

"Wait a minute, Wen, I'm going to check if she's peed. Please come back in later, sorry."

"It's alright, Bean Mom, you go ahead and do your work."

"Okay."

Wen Yao watched her petite figure enter the house, and the cursing inside only grew louder.

"Where have you been, you lazy old woman? Leaving me, an old woman, at home all alone. Do you not want to take care of me and want my flesh to rot away?"

"What did the doctor tell you? He told you to turn me over and wash me immediately if I pooped or peed. Are you deaf? You can't even do a simple task properly."

"If you hadn't talked back to me back then, would I be like this today? You useless, lazy woman..."

Douzi's mother lowered her head and dared not utter a sound. She quickly cleaned up her mother-in-law, opened the windows to ventilate the room, and only after the smell in the room had dissipated did she call Wen Yao in to take her pulse.

"Mother, I've invited a doctor for you. She's the same doctor who saved Douzi before. She's very skilled. Have her take your pulse and check your legs."

The old woman glared at him fiercely, clearly rejecting his advice: "No need. It's been three years already, and the big hospitals all say it's not very useful. What could a city girl sent to the countryside possibly know?"