Chapter 67: You’re In Charge
Feng Yuli’s expression froze for a moment, his face speechless: “……Am I that kind of person?”
Feng Langqing nodded solemnly: “You are.”
Everyone in the Feng family knew that this big brother of his was a medical science fanatic. Back when he was studying, he almost used himself for human experiments. If the old man hadn’t beaten him up and made him “maintain” his precarious conscience, he wouldn’t have gone to be a Doctor Without Borders after graduation.
He would have established his own medical research institute to do research long ago.
So Feng Langqing felt that Feng Yuli could definitely do something as outrageous as this.
The two brothers stared at each other, and Feng Yuli sneered, stood up, raised his leg, and kicked Feng Langqing: “Get out!”
Feng Langqing skillfully stuck out his buttocks to dodge, raised his hand to slap down his long leg, and tsked: “See, you’re anxious.”
“Then tell me, our sexually frigid old man was in a coma for three years—where did this child come from? Did he pop out of a stone crack like the Monkey King?”
“And the younger sister? Why don’t you bring her out for me to see!”
Veins throbbed faintly on Feng Yuli’s forehead, and the polite smile on his face almost couldn’t be maintained. This guy really talked too much!
Feng Langqing didn’t give Feng Yuli any chance to speak, clapping his hands with a smack: “See, you can’t produce her, right? You stop fooling…!!”
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yuli pulled up a photo of Nan Yuanman from his mobile phone and shoved it in his face, deliberately covering the lower half of Nan Yuanman’s face with one finger: “Here, younger sister.”
Feng Langqing was stunned, staring blankly at the photo on his mobile phone, then looked up at Feng Congqian on the hospital bed: “……Damn.”
There really… was a younger sister?
But wasn’t this younger sister too young??
Had the old man been messing with young grass? Beast!
“I’ve already had Meng Qinian do the paternity test. The results should come out today. Another piece of good news is…”
Feng Yuli’s smile didn’t reach his eyes: “The reason for Father’s coma has been found.”
Feng Langqing: “!!”
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On the other side, Nan Yuanman, who was completely unaware of this, was sitting on a bus with Yao Xianglu heading to her hometown.
Yao Xianglu’s hometown wasn’t too far from S City, just a three-hour bus ride.
Yao Xianglu was afraid Nan Yuanman would get hungry or carsick, so she bought a lot of fruit and snacks, carried them onto the bus, and occasionally observed her mental state along the way.
She had taken care of children before. Kids under seven were at the age when cats and dogs alike disliked them, so she was a bit uneasy in her heart, afraid that Nan Yuanman would cry and make noise with her.
But she hadn’t expected Nan Yuanman to be so well-behaved, unlike a five-year-old child.
She sat on the bus by herself, obediently drinking water. When she wanted snacks, she asked her in a small voice, and only ate after she agreed. She didn’t litter the trash either; she put it all into her small shoulder bag that she carried with her.
No screaming, no yelling, no crying and making noise—simply a fairy child!
Yao Xianglu felt her heart soften as she took care of her. For the first time, she had the thought of getting married and having an obedient, soft child.
Nan Yuanman wasn’t unaccustomed to the bus at all. Before Grandpa got sick, he would occasionally take her on business trips by bus to see the world, and she was already used to it.
They ate and drank along the way and arrived at Yao Xianglu’s hometown—a small countryside village hidden on the outskirts of bustling S City.
Even in the countryside, Yao Xianglu’s hometown was more developed than Batang Village. Every household lived in buildings, cars were parked at every doorway, and there was even a convenience store in the village.
When Yao Xianglu got off the bus with Nan Yuanman, the aunties gossiping under the big tree at the village entrance all greeted her: “Oh! Xianglu is back? How’s your mother?”
“Whose child is this? Xianglu, did you get married out there?”
“Oh my, she’s so cute. Come, have a candy.”
The aunties chattered away, not giving Yao Xianglu any chance to speak, stuffing candy from their pockets into Nan Yuanman’s pocket.
Nan Yuanman curved her lips into a sweet smile: “Thank you, Auntie~”
Yao Xianglu hurriedly hugged Nan Yuanman: “This is my friend’s child. I brought her to the countryside to play. Aunties, you all continue chatting.”
With that, she hurriedly took Nan Yuanman and fled.
These aunties were too enthusiastic; she couldn’t handle it.
Yao Xianglu looked down at the little girl in her arms who was seriously eating candy, her heart softening, and asked her: “Yuanman, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something before we go?”
“Not hungry. Yuanman ate so much on the way. Let’s go straight there!” Nan Yuanman patted her round little belly and said.
“Okay.”
Yao Xianglu led Nan Yuanman walking nearly an hour into the mountains. When the trees around them gradually increased, she stopped in front of a graveyard.
In the countryside before, most people had earth burials. After the reforms, earth burials were no longer allowed, only cremation, so the villagers allocated a mountain to be used as a graveyard.
Yao Xianglu’s ancestral graves were halfway up the mountain, on flat terrain, and the feng shui looked pretty good.
Nan Yuanman stood in this graveyard, stretching her little neck to look around, her gaze settling on a somewhat newer grave not far away: “Whose grave is that?”
Yao Xianglu followed her chubby little hand and looked over. When she saw the grave she was pointing at, she froze for a moment and quickly said: “That’s my grandma’s grave. She got sick and passed away the year before last.”
A bad premonition rose in her heart: “Is it… my grandma?”
Her grandma had been bad to Mom even before she died, because she favored the eldest uncle and kept PUA-ing Dad to help the eldest uncle, while harshly insulting Mom.
In her final days, it was Mom who took care of her, but Grandma still wasn’t satisfied with Mom and was very harsh to her. Picking on her and smashing rice bowls were everyday occurrences. When she had come back from the city by chance before, she even saw her deliberately defecating in bed for Mom to clean up.
Even at the moment of her passing, she held onto Dad, making him swear a vicious oath to take care of the eldest uncle for life before she breathed her last.
The more Yao Xianglu thought about it, the more unfair and angry she felt. Her hands clenched into fists, her breathing rapid and heavy.
She had tormented their family for so long while alive—what more was she dissatisfied with? Why wouldn’t she let them go even after death?
Nan Yuanman didn’t rush to answer. She trotted over with her short legs, circled around the grave, and stared at the inch photo on the tombstone for a while.
The inch photo showed Yao Xianglu’s grandma when she was young, with two pigtails, a delicate appearance, smiling brightly at the camera.
This bright smile, under the cover of ghost energy, became eerie, and staring at those eyes for too long gave a chilling feeling.
Yao Xianglu pursed her lips and followed behind Nan Yuanman. Just as she was about to continue asking, she saw her suddenly squat down and dig around the grave.
Her meaty little hand pinched a bit of soil, looked at it in front of her eyes, lightly sniffed it at her nose tip, and even put it in her mouth to taste.
When Yao Xianglu saw her put it in her mouth, she instinctively wanted to stop her, but was afraid of disturbing her, so she forcibly held back, waiting anxiously.
Nan Yuanman took her finger out of her mouth, drank some water to rinse, and then asked her: “When you buried this old lady, didn’t you calculate the date?”
Yao Xianglu was stunned: “Do you need to calculate the date for burial?”
Nan Yuanman looked at her in surprise: “Yes! You didn’t?”
Yao Xianglu scratched her head: “Isn’t it said… that after a person dies three days, there are no taboos…?”
