Chapter 156: Excited
“Right, Yan Bei is also here.”
The old couple simultaneously thought of something, their faces showing both happiness from reuniting with their little grandson here and sadness over the reason for his appearance here at this time.
After a while, Yan Changrong sighed and comforted himself in his heart: Overall, it’s barely the best outcome among the bad news.
Following her to the yard not far away, and entering through a small door, perhaps knowing this was Su Ning’s home and a relatively safe place, their tense nerves relaxed a bit.
She directly brought them to the kitchen. Su Ning first used the excuse of returning to the room to take out the medicinal water for treatment from the Peach Blossom Spring Herbal Hut, then quickly returned.
“Grandpa Yan, Grandma Yan, I’ll apply the medicine for you first. Once it’s done, we’ll eat something.”
“Alright, alright, alright.”
“Thank you, Ning Yatou.”
From falling from a height all the way here, they had seen too much. Their bodies chilled to the bone, and their hearts had hardened with the cold, but because of her, they revived and warmed up.
Zhao Panpan, with moistened eyes, slightly turned her body, blinked her eyes hard a few times, then turned back with a smile. “Ning Yatou, you apply medicine to Grandpa Yan first. I’m not in a hurry.”
She was well protected by the old man, suffering only minor bumps and almost no blows from weapons. It was just that he had suffered and endured hardship.
“Alright.”
First checking Yan Changrong’s physical condition, besides still having some low fever and cough, his arm, back, and abdomen all had quite a few injuries.
Especially the area on his abdomen near the ribs, that whole patch of dark bruising was shocking to see. If the person who did it had struck a bit higher, it wouldn’t just have broken bones but might have injured internal organs.
The trauma medicine for treating falls and injuries from the pharmacopoeia, plus some spring water, had exceptionally good effects.
It still produced a mutation; this trauma medicine, which should have been white powder, was refined by her into a dark, thick paste.
“This is trauma medicine made from our Su Family’s ancestral secret recipe. Grandpa Yan, don’t mind its unappealing appearance—it’s very effective.”
Seeing his face full of surprise looking at the small bowl in her hand, Su Ning unflinchingly shifted the blame to her ancestors.
“Hehe, alright. You just use it.”
Yan Changrong smiled kindly, extending his hand trustingly as he spoke.
Once the injured areas on his body were fully coated with the dark medicine paste, he was still somewhat worried if it would be rubbed off by clothes or something.
He saw the medicine paste adhering to the wounds slowly solidify, just like the scab that forms after a wound stops bleeding.
The previously painful areas surged with a cool, icy sensation, and the pain gradually faded bit by bit.
He couldn’t help but sigh that the things passed down from the old ancestors were indeed all miraculous, far better than those foreigners’ needles and pills.
“Ning Ning, this medicine of yours is very good. Did you make it all yourself?”
“Yes, I really like drug manufacturing. These were all made in my spare time.”
Grinning and giving a thumbs up, a mysterious pride rose in Yan Changrong’s eyes: As expected of the person their Xiao Qi took a liking to!
“Alright, once these black scabs fall off on their own, the wounds will be mostly healed.”
After explaining, she poured the remaining medicine from the porcelain bottle into the small bowl, switched to a clean bamboo splinter, and Su Ning stood up to go to Zhao Panpan.
“Grandma Yan, it’s your turn.”
“Hehe, alright, then we’ll trouble our Ning Yatou.”
After carefully applying medicine to her and putting everything away, her hands didn’t stop and turned to the stove.
She lifted the lid of the large wooden pot, and the steamed buns and buns in the steamer basket, as well as two bowls of millet porridge, were still hot.
She picked them up one by one and placed them into two large bowls respectively, then set them on the table in front of the two.
“Grandpa Yan, Grandma Yan, eat while it’s hot.”
Golden, thickly boiled millet porridge, white and soft steamed buns, steamed buns…
Not noticing until looking, but at this sight, the two elderly people felt their mouths water, and their stomachs rumbled noisily like a battlefield.
Almost with utmost reverence on their faces, they finished eating the food in front of them. That deliciousness, that feeling of fullness, made one sigh in satisfaction.
After sighing, they felt a bit embarrassed. Just now, it seemed they had completely lost their image in front of their future granddaughter-in-law.
Yan Changrong’s old face reddened, he lightly coughed twice, and changed the topic. “Ning Ning, since you knew the time of our transfer and the place we were sent down to, do you also know about your Uncle Yan and Uncle Yan?”
Hearing him say this, no longer minding the embarrassment, Zhao Panpan also looked at her full of expectation.
Since the incident, the whole family was taken away and they hadn’t seen each other again. Those imprisoned, who knew how they were doing. Without news, they couldn’t settle their hearts.
Knowing their anxiety to hear about their children and grandchildren, Su Ning didn’t rush to clean up. She sat beside the two and told them everything she knew.
When they learned that the eldest son’s family was sent down to the Reclaimed Land Farm in the Northeast, and the youngest son to Guer Farm in the Northwest.
One in the north, one in the west, plus where they were in the south—how many thousands of miles apart.
Tears couldn’t be held back anymore and flowed down. Zhao Panpan covered her face, her thin body trembling.
His big hand gently stroked her back. Yan Changrong, equally upset inside, had reddened eyes and trembling lips, but in the end said no comforting words.
When their emotions calmed down and they were about to speak again.
A familiar figure rushed straight from the doorway, kneeling with a thud in front of them, shocking their hearts and minds. “Xiao Qi!”
“Xiao Qi!”
“Grandparents, it’s me. How are you?”
Yan Bei, who had been fertilizing the fields, vaguely heard people nearby chattering animatedly while busy with their work.
Something about another sent down… something about two elderly people, looking not bad, how the world…
Though he didn’t hear everything, it immediately caught the key point, filling him with sudden joy upon learning his grandparents had arrived.
He quickly finished his work and hurried back. Finding the empty room with nothing, he ran straight here almost without thinking.
Finally seeing the two, travel-worn, faces full of exhaustion, and bodies with many injuries, Yan Bei’s eyes instantly reddened, his voice trembling at the end.
“Get up quickly, hurry up.”
“Xiao Qi, get up quick!”
Yan Changrong and Zhao Panpan, tears streaming, both reached out to pull up their kneeling little grandson.
Following their pull, Yan Bei immediately stood up, but gripped their hands tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time.
He couldn’t describe it, nor did he know why, but at this moment, he suddenly felt an unreal sensation.
As if in the dark, there shouldn’t have been this reunion scene, as if they ultimately wouldn’t make it in time to meet again.
This absurd thought made his whole body ache dully.
Forcefully shaking off these inexplicable bad ideas, Yan Bei focused and carefully examined them.
Because of days of arduous travel, the clothes on their bodies were all wrinkled, with plenty of dust and dirt, even… even some footprints.
Gritting his teeth hard, his trembling face made grinding sounds.
Cold intent poured from his eyes, making his body emit a bone-chilling frostiness.
“Xiao Qi, we’re fine. Just now Ning Yatou already applied medicine and paste for us, saying it would heal quickly.”
“Mm.”
When his gaze met hers, Yan Bei instantly retracted that iciness. “Su Ning…”
“Alright, stop. Don’t say thank you to me again.”
“……”
Helplessly nodding, Yan Bei could only engrave all these bits of her kindness in his heart, to repay a hundred or thousandfold in the rest of his life.
“Xiao Qi, you…”
Feeling the calluses on her grandson’s hand different from those from holding a pen, Zhao Panpan immediately lowered her head and flipped over his palm.
Seeing that pair of originally fair, slender, distinctly jointed hands completely changed, with blisters even worn on the tiger’s mouth and palm center, her heart ached in waves.
Her such outstanding and capable little grandson, in just a few days…
“Once we pop the blisters and apply some medicine later, it’ll be fine. Grandparents, don’t worry about me. Although I didn’t enlist, you know my body is strong. Once I’m used to these tasks, it’ll be fine.”
After mutually comforting and reassuring each other for a while, once seated again, Yan Bei and the two elders of the Yan Family were much more at ease mentally.
……
At the same time, Fu Jiaming and Luo Shuangshuang, who had just arrived in Shanghai City and gotten off the train to rush to the hospital, caught another drama unfolding in the hospital room.
“Who said to call off the engagement? Who said it? We’re not calling it off!”
“Heh, what do you take our Fu Family and Jiatan for? This engagement isn’t something you can call off just because you say so, or keep just because you say so!”
“Big man, do you get to speak with your liangpi mouth? Fu Jiatan is just crippled, not dead. Or is it that not being able to stand makes him not man enough, and you dare not even say it…”
“I’ll smash your mother’s head, who the hell are you snapping at?!”
Eyes bloodshot like a bloodthirsty beast, Fu Jiaming let go of Luo Shuangshuang’s hand and kicked open the half-closed room door.
