Gently wiping away the tears on the girl's face, Wu Liang walked straight to the inner room without saying anything else.
Han Cuilan, who was following behind, hesitated for a while and whispered to Cuiyu: "Sister, go cook, don't talk nonsense, you know?"
Cuiyu rubbed her eyes, nodded, thought for a while and then said: "Sister, I have made a lot of money and can save my mother and little sister."
"You! Remember, you are now a member of the Wu family. As long as you live a happy life, my mother and little sister..."
Tears shone in Han Cuilan's eyes as she spoke. She didn't believe what Cuiyu said. She didn't know what was going on in the Wu family.
Even if Wu Liang has made money outside in the past few years, the illness of his mother and little sister is a bottomless pit.
My family has always felt sorry for this sister who was taken away from her when she was a child. If she is allowed to be criticized in the Wu family again because of money, I am afraid that my mother and younger sister will not agree.
Han Cuilan sighed and said nothing more, then turned and walked towards the dark kitchen at the back of the house.
Erhu, who was standing in the main room, looked around for a moment. When he saw Han Cuilan leaving, he smiled naively and said to Cuiyu: "Sister-in-law, I still have some private money hidden away. I will give it to you when I get back."
A soft smile appeared on Cuiyu's tear-stained face, and she asked Erhu to sit down and drink water, and then walked towards the inner room.
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The pungent smell of herbs kept stimulating Wu Liang's nerves. The short, stuffy earthen house was not big to begin with, but now it was almost impossible to fit in with several people squeezed into it.
Two hard wooden beds occupied the small room, and dim incandescent lamps emitted a faint light.
The old woman lying on the bed had her jawbone completely protruding, her body wrapped in the quilt looked extremely thin, and her face showed pain.
Lying on the other bed was a little girl with a yellow face and a thin, dishonest appearance. When she saw Wu Liang coming in, a smile appeared on the little girl's face, and she gasped: "Is it brother Liang? Liu'er can't give it to Liang.
My brother is beating his legs, can Brother Liang still buy a red-headed rope for Xiao Liuer?"
As she spoke, the little girl's smiling face shed two lines of clear tears, and whispered in a low voice: "Liu'er's hair has fallen out and she can no longer wear the red headband."
The little boy sitting next to the little girl held her hand, his eyes were red, he raised his head and said to Wu Liang: "Brother Liang..."
Wu Liang waved his hand gently and sighed slightly in his heart. He sat down next to the little girl, took her pale and thin hand, closed his eyes and instilled a bit of immortal power into her body.
With just a trace, Wu Liang stopped his hand in a hurry. The little girl's body was too weak. Any more would probably kill her.
"Xiao Liu'er, take good care of yourself. When you get better, Brother Liang will buy you a red headband and delicious and fun things, and your hair will slowly grow back." Wu Liang stroked the dry, yellow and sparse hair.
With a gentle smile on his face.
The little girl felt that her body felt much more comfortable. She exhaled softly, her gloomy eyes brightened slightly, and she held Wu Liang's hand with great effort and said sweetly: "Brother Liang, Xiao Liu'er doesn't feel any pain anymore."
Wu Liang nodded gently, stood up and walked to the old woman's bed. Without waking the old woman who finally fell asleep, he also poured a little bit of immortal power into her.
The old woman's wrinkled face, which originally had a look of pain, slowly calmed down, and her breathing gradually became steady.
Wu Liang then looked at the little boy with a surprised face. He looked about twelve or thirteen years old, maybe a little bigger, but he looked small and very thin.
Touching the little boy's head, Wu Liang chuckled and said, "Xiao Peng has grown up, and I can hardly recognize him anymore."
Before coming, Wu's mother had already told him the names of everyone in the Han family. She was afraid that this confused son would be embarrassed when he came in and didn't know anyone. Now Wu Liang is learning and applying, and he doesn't say that he doesn't know the Han family at all.
Han Peng's face showed shyness, which soon turned into anticipation, and he said hurriedly: "Brother Liang, are mother and sister's illness cured?"
Wu Liang wanted to shake his head, but seeing the expectation in his eyes, he nodded and said: "Brother will cure Liu'er and aunt's illness, you don't have to worry."
"Really?"
Although Han Peng is young, it doesn't mean he is really stupid. He just asked because he felt hopeful after seeing the sudden changes in his mother and sister.
Now that he calmed down, the little guy woke up and his eyes gradually dimmed.
Wu Liang patted his forehead and chuckled: "I believe brother, it will be fine, everything will be fine."
"Well, Xiaoliu'er, brother Xinliang, he's not tired of breathing anymore and feels much more comfortable than before."
The little girl next to him who had just regained some energy struggled to lean up, with a touch of blood on his face, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Wu Liang.
Wu Liang gently rubbed her little head, but sighed slightly in his heart. If it were in the past, he could save even the dead, let alone illness.
But now that his strength has been greatly reduced, some of the Taoist and Immortal Techniques used for treatment cannot be used at all.
Even if he can get through a trace of immortal power, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If he wants to completely recover the little girl and the old woman, he cannot return to the foundation-building state.
It seems that not only for myself, but also for Rang Cuiyu and these two women, the transformation of Tianshen Mountain cannot be delayed any longer.
Although a complete cure is not possible for the time being, Wu Liang can still reduce the pain of the two people and suppress the aggravation of the condition.
Breathing the turbid air in the room and feeling the stuffy heat and humidity in the room, Wu Liang said nothing.
He turned around and said to Cuiyu who had just entered the house: "Take some clean up and take Auntie and the others to Wujia Village. We can no longer live here."
"elder brother……"
A hint of surprise flashed across Cuiyu's face, but it immediately turned into hesitation.
The Wu family's mansion was large, bright and bright, and the environment was a thousand times better than that of the Han family's. Naturally, she was very willing.
And if I can take my mother and little sister over, I don't have to worry about them every day, I can take care of them at any time.
But she hesitated. Even if her brother agreed, what about Wu's mother? Would the Wu family look down on her mother and sister?
Although the little girl knows that the Wu family is very kind to her, it is because she is her brother's daughter-in-law. Will they do the same to their younger brothers and sisters?
When Han Peng heard this, he quickly shook his head, bit his lip and said, "Brother Liang, I won't bother you anymore."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just clean it up if I ask you to do so. Brother's words are of no use, right?" Wu Liang directly ignored the two people's attitudes and wanted to help them heal completely. They had to recuperate for a period of time in the early stage.
He couldn't come to Han's house every day, nor could he stay at Han's house without doing other things. Besides, Wu Liang really couldn't get used to living in Han's house.
He sent Cuiyu to pack things, but there was actually nothing to pack. Wu Liang just picked up a few clothes and asked her to stop.
Looking back at the cute little girl on the hospital bed, Wu Liang suddenly smiled and said: "Why doesn't Liu'er say anything? Don't you want to live with Brother Liang?"
Liu'er shook her head, with a hint of cunning on her slightly pale face, and whispered: "The third sister said that Brother Liang's family has built a big house now, and Liu'er also wants to see the big house."
Wu Liang smiled, very happily, and rubbed her head. She was a smart little girl.
"Liangzi, the meal is ready, eat..."
Han Cuilan, who had just washed her hands and entered the room, looked at the two packages beside the bed with doubt on her face, "What is this?"
Cuiyu quickly answered: "Sister, I want to take my mother and the others to live with us."
"How can that be done!"
Han Cuilan quickly shook her head, looked at Wu Liang and said with a wry smile: "I won't trouble you anymore, Liangzi. You have already done your best by coming to see them. Why should I cause you any more trouble?"
Wu Liang waved his hand and said decisively: "That's it, let's eat."
After saying that, he walked out of the room, leaving everyone in the room looking at each other.
As soon as Wu Liang left, Han Cuilan lowered her voice and said softly: "Third sister, you can't do whatever you want. My mother and little sister are both sick. If you really leave in the Wu family, how will you live in the Wu family in the future?"
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Han Cuilan is the oldest and naturally thinks more than Cuiyu.
She is very aware of the status of a child bride. The Wu family may like her, but that doesn't mean she can really be the head of the Wu family.
My mother and my little sister were so seriously ill, and the doctors said they couldn't survive for half a year without a kidney transplant. If they were treated like this in the Wu family, the third sister would definitely be despised by the Wu family.
In rural areas, especially in mountain villages, this kind of thing is particularly taboo.
The dead need care and attention, but the living still have to live. If the third sister and her husband's family are to have a rift in the future because of the mother and younger sister who are destined to leave, they will have to suffer for a lifetime.
Cuiyu bit her lips tightly, struggling on her face.
Soon the girl's expression became firm, "Brother is not that kind of person. Mother and Liu'er can only be cured by going to Wu's house. Brother said so!"
"Silly girl!"
Han Cuilan rubbed Cuiyu's head with pity. Hundreds of thousands is not a small amount. I'm afraid only this silly girl would believe Wu Liang's words.
…
After adding bacon to dinner, and looking at Han Peng's salivating expression, Wu Liang knew that life for the Han family might be really difficult.
After taking two random bites, Wu Liang put down his chopsticks. Han Cuilan saw this and said quickly: "Isn't it to your liking? You guys came late today and didn't buy food. I'll go down the mountain tomorrow."
Wu Liang waved his hand, "No trouble, we will go back tomorrow, and Liu'er, Xiaopeng and aunt will take it over together."
"Liangzi, don't bother me. This is inappropriate."
"If something is appropriate or not, I'll just go and go. That's it."
Wu Liang didn't want to say anything more, so he stood up and walked to the inner room, waving to Han Peng who was following him to continue eating.
After entering the house, Han Mu also woke up after sleeping for a while, with a trace of apology on her face and said: "I've caused trouble to you all since I got old. You can take Cuiyu back tomorrow, and don't come here again."
"You should take good care of yourself. Why are you thinking so much? Cuiyu's mother is my mother. What's the trouble?"
"Oh, Liangzi, I'm sorry for that girl Cuiyu. But I'm also happy. If that girl had followed us back then, I'm afraid she wouldn't be as good as she is now..."
After Han Mu talked for a while, she fell asleep again in a daze. Wu Liang's heart sank. The effect of the previous fairy power had dissipated so quickly. It seemed that the illness could not be delayed any longer.
Liu'er, who was listening carefully to the conversation between the two, also looked sad and sobbed: "Brother Liang, mother..."
Wu Liang frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's okay if I say it's okay. Take care of yourself and don't cause trouble."
The little girl sobbed for a while, and then slowly fell asleep with Wu Liang again injecting a touch of immortal power to comfort her.