Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 106 - 104: My Good Cabbage Has Been Taken; Don’t Ask, It Just Hurts

Chapter 106: Chapter 104: My Good Cabbage Has Been Taken; Don’t Ask, It Just Hurts

Qin Yu sensed something off about the question and the tone, and instantly realized he might have misspoken.

So he quickly tried to correct himself, "No, my sister-in-law is always the first one to get up in our family."

Madam Rong: ...

The first one up, that early?

She was hardly convinced.

Fortunately, Qin Yu was a clever boy and added some details: "Before my elder brother was injured, he and my sister-in-law used to get up at the same time. Since his injury, it has always been my sister-in-law who gets up the earliest to make breakfast for us."

Madam Rong: ...

It sounded like there was no issue.

But—she had her serious doubts.

Her own daughter, wasn’t she well-acquainted with her? Being industrious was hardly her thing.

Besides, her daughter seldom cooked at home, and it has been just over two years... Could she have changed that much?

"...Oh, then let her get up and make breakfast tomorrow morning."

Qin Yu: ...

That was a difficult response for him.

Because he also didn’t know if his sister-in-law would be able to get up, since besides his injured brother, she was the one who always rose the latest in the family.

But no matter, he was there... Tomorrow he could make breakfast.

"Let’s eat. Try this soy milk, and the meat buns too. The soy milk is bought, but the meat buns were made by your aunt, and they’re quite good. You should eat a lot."

Qin Yu nodded obediently, "They smell great, must be delicious."

Rong Yan, who had just come downstairs, heard this and raised an eyebrow. This kid was much more eloquent than he was at home.

Look at him buttering up her mother, who was all smiles with joy.

"Eating soy milk and buns? That’s nice. I haven’t had soy milk in such a long time." She wasn’t wrong; after time-traveling here, she really hadn’t had any.

When Madam Rong saw her, she wanted to say a few words about how late it was, but ultimately, she didn’t have the heart. If it had been back home, no matter how late they slept, she and her husband wouldn’t have commented much.

Moreover, now that she had been away from home for so long and had finally returned, what was there to say?

"Go quickly and brush your teeth; it won’t taste good if it gets cold."

"Sure, I’ve been wanting to try Mom’s handmade buns!"

Madam Rong couldn’t quite suppress the upward curve of her lips, "You silver-tongued girl, hurry up, I’m going to check on your father."

As soon as her dad was mentioned, Rong Yan’s focus shifted, "How is he? Is he awake?"

"He woke up earlier, seemed a bit confused, but should be better now. I’ll go check on him."

"Okay, I’ll come by in a bit." There was no washroom upstairs, and it wasn’t appropriate for her to wash up in her personal space.

So she had no choice but to go downstairs.

If she went to see her dad without washing up... she wouldn’t want to. After all, he was there and wasn’t going anywhere.

She went downstairs to brush her teeth, and after Madam Rong told Qin Yu to start eating, she returned to her room.

Looking at the person on the bed, whose spirits seemed better than the day before, she had to admit... her daughter truly seemed to have some talent, indeed it looked like she had a certain gift.

"How come, your mood isn’t better yet?"

Mr. Rong: ...

His daughter married off without a peep, of course, he wasn’t in a good mood.

But then he thought about how the young man had saved her, and all his anger dissipated.

"Perhaps before he passed away, his daughter would get herself married off... That would be quite good."

"I was already in a good mood, my girl wouldn’t make a poor choice in her eyes. By the way, didn’t they say that her brother had come? Where is he?"

As soon as Qin Yu was mentioned, Madam Rong’s face lit up with a smile, "Yu is eating breakfast outside, that child is really good, got up early in the morning, chopping wood for us and sweeping the floor, hasn’t stopped all morning. Just on account of his family upbringing, I think our son-in-law can’t be bad either."

Qin Ye sneezed. He didn’t know that his younger brother had earned quite a few points for him in the eyes of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Mr. Rong, hearing his wife’s words, also thought the kid wasn’t bad.

They say a poor man’s children come to responsibility early, and it was probably true.

"Don’t you think you’re feeling much more spirited today?"

It was only when Madam Rong asked that Mr. Rong started to take notice of his own health.

"It seems indeed better, even speaking has become a lot smoother..."

Before, speaking a sentence felt like he was about to run out of breath the next second, not only was it exhausting, but it also caused pain all over his body.

Now... he could even feel his breathing was smooth.

"We’ll have Yan check on you later." What if, by some fluke, it cured him?

After all the doctors had diagnosed that... there were only a few days left, how much worse could it get?

Mr. Rong thought about those needles that were stuck in his body... Could it really work?

Madam Rong saw him silent, her gaze sharpened, "What, you don’t want it?"

It’s better to live poorly than to die well, even if there’s only a one in ten thousand chance, it’s worth a try.

Mr. Rong, hearing his wife’s tone, knew she was angry and hurriedly said, "Why wouldn’t I want it, of course, I want to... I’m just too happy, our daughter is so incredible... Even if just to support her, I’m willing to be a test subject."

He had thought it through. After all, he had endured those needles last night, and now he had seen his wife’s face for one last time, what was there to hesitate about?

"If anything happens later, just say that I couldn’t hold on to my own expiration date, but definitely don’t tell people... that it was our daughter who stuck the needles in me."

Public opinion is to be feared; he didn’t care if he died, but he couldn’t let his daughter bear any sort of disgrace... not at all.

Madam Rong glared at him, "Don’t be fussing about all this nonsense, you have to trust your daughter, could she really harm you? Alright, let me wipe your face."

Mr. Rong had spoken so much that he had used up all his accumulated energy.

He couldn’t bear to speak anymore, so he barely nodded his head imperceptibly.

These past few days, Mr. Rong had eaten very little, especially in the last two days, surviving only on water.

That he could speak so much was truly a miracle.

After Madam Rong brought water to clean Mr. Rong’s face, Rong Yan came in just in time.

Seeing her come in, Madam Rong immediately said, "Your dad says he feels good, so hurry and stick a few more needles in him."

Hearing this, Rong Yan was covered in a cold sweat.

"How can we just stick needles randomly? Last night was emergency acupuncture, but now it’s not possible; his physical condition needs to be treated with medicine again. I need to prepare this morning, and only start in the afternoon, otherwise... he won’t last three days."

Madam Rong believed that last part about not lasting three days because the hospital had said the same thing two days ago when they sent him home.

The doctors had said to fulfill his last wishes, eat if he could... to enjoy these last few days.

That’s why she had sent a telegram to call her daughter back... at least they could see each other one last time.

Originally, she thought that the village might not let her go, but she didn’t expect her daughter to come so quickly.

Now, there were surprises in store.

"What medicine do you need to prepare? Can we go buy it?"

"You don’t need to worry about that, I’ll go out and take care of it myself later," Rong Yan said as she checked her father’s pulse.

She had slept well last night, but that didn’t mean his condition had improved.

Fortunately, the medicine she had given the previous night was the biggest contributor to his current state.