"Alas! All his bones are deformed and his internal organs are dislocated. It is indeed very rare to be alive."
"But even so, his vision is only 10%, his throat bone is shattered, and he may be mute for the rest of his life."
"Little fish! I'm afraid he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life, unable to see real objects clearly and unable to speak. Alas! I advise you to get rid of this burden, otherwise you won't be able to make a living selling silk cloth.
It’s for both of you.”
After diagnosing Wang Tao, the old doctor sighed, then hesitated for a while and comforted Mo Xiaoyu.
"Well, I understand."
Mo Xiaoyu's tone was still gentle as she spoke and took out a few copper coins from her pocket.
The old doctor quickly waved his hand, picked up the box and left, talking as he walked.
"I'm actually going to the east of the village. I just stopped by to take a look. You don't need to pay me. Alas! Your life is too miserable. I think you should quickly find someone to remarry after mourning your short-lived husband."
"I understand, so I won't give you any money this time. When I have enough silk left that day, I will knit a handkerchief for you."
Mo Xiaoyu sent the old doctor out gratefully, and when they left, she sighed and returned to Wang Tao's bedside, staring blankly at the ground, unsure of what to pay attention to for a moment.
Wang Tao listened clearly to the conversation between the two, and naturally understood what the young widow whose husband had died was hesitating.
He closed his eyes and remained motionless, like a sinner awaiting execution.
"Alas! I have been unpopular since I was a child. My parents always loved my three brothers, and I had to serve them since I was a child. Later, a lonely old man in the village took a fancy to me and gave me a piece of land in exchange for it.
He is my husband."
"The first night I married my husband, he died of excitement. People in the village called me a scumbag. They kicked me out. I had no choice but to move to this shabby house. The most ridiculous thing is that I have to guard the house for him.
It takes a year of mourning to get married."
"In order to make a living, I can only raise silkworms and barely eat half full on an old loom. Sometimes I work harder, eat less, and still have some leftover."
"Alas! I believe in fate. I think I will have a bad life. There is no one in the world who has a harder life than me. Until I met you in the field, I thought you were rotten meat and you were a corpse. But I couldn't believe it.
You actually survived tenaciously."
Wang Tao almost cried. It was this poor woman who saved him.
But he also learned some basic information about the world from this woman.
Raising silkworms? Weaving cloth? A few copper coins? Isn't this the feudal era?
What's going on? How come the white jade wall is made of such an expensive material that the world inside it turns out to be a feudal society?
Wang Tao was puzzled that he had no choice but to do anything when he was in this desperate situation. As Mo Xiaoyu said, he was indeed the most miserable person now.
"I will not abandon you, I will take care of you until you can survive on your own."
Mo Xiaoyu seemed to have made a lot of determination, and she spoke firmly.
Wang Tao was very moved. Now he is completely paralyzed and can barely move his arms.
Mo Xiaoyu said so much in one breath, as if he was complaining a lot.
She took a long breath, took the sunshade hat and backpack, and seemed to be going to beat mulberry leaves.
After she left, Wang Tao forced himself to sit up with his hands and looked around. With his weak eyesight, he could vaguely see the furnishings in the room.
The low thatched house is airtight, but it is neatly organized, with a table, a stool, a cabinet, and a bed, and nothing else.
There are several jars placed in the corner of the room. I guess these are all the rations for Mo Xiaoyu.
Wang Tao sighed and closed his sour eyes.
If nothing else, Wang Tao must repay this life-saving kindness.
After thinking about this, Wang Tao began to think about his situation.
There is no way to go now. I can only exercise my body first, and then slowly practice traditional martial arts. When the body can reach the peak state, the twisted bones, rickets, and lower body paralysis will be completely improved, and even the eyesight can be restored.
.
Then at least we can live like normal people!
Wang Tao made up his mind and began to exercise with his hands supporting his body.
After all, Wang Tao was once a practitioner of traditional martial arts. He had been practicing martial arts since he was five years old, and he was very familiar with it.
He practiced hard every day, and after a month of this, he was able to go out using crutches with both hands.
In three months, he had achieved mastery in martial arts and was helping Mo Xiaoyu do whatever work he could.
Half a year later, he broke through to Cunqing.
One year after his breakthrough, he was able to sit still and his health improved significantly. Now he can walk like a normal person.
And his appearance has also changed from the rickety evil old man to a rickety and ugly middle-aged man. He used his true energy to supplement the vibration of his throat bones. He has been able to speak and his eyesight has improved greatly. Now he can see clearly about ten meters away.
range.
This year, Mo Xiaoyu became more and more displeased with him, but the villagers in the village became less and less displeased with them.
Ever since Wang Tao went out once, the slanderous and insulting voices behind him have not stopped. Wang Tao has experienced life and death, so naturally he will not be the same as these people. On the contrary, Mo Xiaoyu often cries in grievance.
Wang Tao always held Mo Xiaoyu's hand silently every time, making her blush and heartbeat. She had long forgotten the slander from outsiders.
Gradually, Mo Xiaoyu became better and better to Wang Tao, becoming more and more supple, warming Wang Tao's heart like water.
Finally, after dinner, Mo Xiaoyu cut Wang Tao's hair short with a red face.
"Today I met others gossiping again, huh!"
Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.
"It's been a year, haven't you adapted yet?"
Wang Tao asked funnyly.
"Of course, we are walking in the right direction, but we have to suffer from their idleness."
"Today I met the old doctor again. He gave me a packet of herbal medicine, and I saw that it was for miscarriage."
Wang Tao said as he took out the herbs from his arms and threw them on the table.
"Alas! Even the old doctor doesn't believe us."
Mo Xiaoyu's face turned red at first, and after giving Wang Tao a meaningful look, he sighed or said something sad.
"I don't want to go the right way, I want to go the wrong way."
Wang Tao suddenly took Mo Xiaoyu's hand and looked at her without focus.
"Ah I?"
Mo Xiaoyu's face was stunned, and when he suddenly reacted, his face turned red. He lowered his head with a look that was both shocked and happy, not daring to look at Wang Tao.
"You don't dislike me?"
"Then will you dislike me? I'm old and ugly?"
Wang Tao asked funnyly.
"No. You just look ugly on the outside, but I know you are the kindest person in the world."
Mo Xiaoyu shook his head and looked at Wang Tao with clear eyes.
Wang Tao was moved and gently pulled Mo Xiaoyu into his arms.