The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

Upon hearing the Clan Leader suggesting that her husband should divorce her, the woman immediately slumped to the ground and started crying and wailing inconsolably.

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar. “Jiang Sanlang is back! The child has been saved!”

“It’s alright now, both children are safe.”

The crowd parted to let the Jiang Sanlang brothers through, all eyes on them as they carried the child into the house.

Chunniang, who had been brought back to consciousness, collapsed once again in joyous relief upon learning her daughter and son were safe and sound.

After the commotion, Chen Ergou’s wife was taken into custody. Sun Licheng, the Lizheng, heard the case and signed his name to the instructions, and then she was escorted to the County Government to await the County Magistrate’s judgement.

Since Chen Ergou’s wife shouldered all the blame, Chen Ergou was still able to continue living in the village.

However, Chen Ergou became increasingly silent and emotionless. His gloomy glance made people’s hair stand on end.

The neighbors on both sides of his house complained about the bad luck he brought. Many even ran to the village leader, demanding a change in his guardianship.

But changing guardians turns out to be impossible. In the end, the matter was left unresolved.

It took Yingbao about ten days of rest at home before she could go back to school.

Chunniang personally sent her daughter to the school gate, and only left after watching her go inside.

Wen Shu, guiding Yingbao to the classroom, said, “It really scared me to death. When your younger brother came back that day and told us what happened, your mother and I were extremely worried. What a wicked woman, to throw your brother into the river. Fortunately, you both are alright.”

Yingbao hugged Wen Shu’s arm, eyes crinkling in a smile, “My father and grandparents all said, my brother and I have the protection of immortals, we won’t be hurt.”

Fortunately, she had arrived in time. Otherwise, the outcome would have been unbearable to think about. That woman was not just trying to kidnap them, she wanted to drown both her younger brothers to seek revenge on her parents.

Wen Shu gently patted her head, her voice soft, “Next time, if you encounter danger, you can’t take risks like that. You need to find an adult for help. You were lucky this time, but it can’t always be that way.”

“I know.”

While they were talking, a six or seven year old girl from another classroom approached timidly, “What are you guys talking about?”

Yingbao’s smile vanished instantly.

She recognized her at once. It was Chen Zhao, the second daughter of the Han Family.

Why is she here?

Yingbao watched her warily and remained silent.

Wen Shu replied, “Nothing in particular.”

Chen Zhao turned to Wen Shu with a gorgeous smile, faintly asking, “Sister Wen Shu, can I play with you guys?”

“Sure, but you have to study first,” Wen Shu answered kindly.

Noticing Yingbao’s coldness towards the girl, Wen Shu told Chen Zhao, “The teacher will be here soon. You should get to your classroom.”

Chen Zhao obediently agreed, gave Yingbao a smile, and then ran toward the classroom.

Yingbao’s eye twitched involuntarily. She quickly pulled Wen Shu into the classroom.

Oh my, she just wanted to rush over and slap her.

She knew Chen Zhao was opportunistic, always fawning on those in power and stepping on those beneath her. She had seen it all in her past life.

Seeing her trying to please Sister Wen now, Yingbao really wanted to punch her.

Dare to snatch Sister Wen from her? She’ll beat her to death!

As Lady Wen walked into the classroom, she nodded at Yingbao and asked kindly, “Yingbao, are you feeling better?”

She and her husband were both impressed that this child dared to jump into the Chuanhe River to save her little brother, and succeeded.

Even her husband has said that this girl is extraordinarily lucky, with untold opportunities awaiting her in the future.

It is said that two large gourds happened to drift down the river and miraculously saved both her and her brother. This kind of against-the-heavens luck is something that even storytellers wouldn’t dare to invent.

“Thank you for your concern, sir.” Yingbao crisply responded.

Lady Wen walked over, “Let me check your pulse.”

“Okay.” Yingbao extended her hand.

Seeing Yingbao’s wrist wrapped in a handkerchief, Lady Wen curiously asked,

“Can you take it off?”

Yingbao untied the handkerchief, revealing a red turtle pattern on her wrist.

Lady Wen chuckled, “Why is there a turtle?”

Yingbao seriously responded, “Because turtles have long lives.”

Wen Shu glanced at the turtle, then at Yingbao, unable to suppress a smirk on her lips and turned her body to laugh secretly.

Yingbao looked at her with a wronged face, not understanding the joke.

“You’re right, the black turtle is a divine beast from ancient times, its lifespan equals the heavens, its body is robust and its strength is boundless, it even carries the celestial pillars.”

Lady Wen explained earnestly, “The turtle is the descendant of the black turtle, using it as a symbol of longevity is appropriate.”

After checking the pulse, she let Wen Shu try it out as well, then had Yingbao check both her and Wen Shu’s pulses. She instructed, “You should feel different pulse rhythms daily. Afterward, you can summarize your experiences, observe the person’s complexion and body language, ask about their daily lives, so you can understand their subtle differences.’

“Doctors are not omnipotent, even those who call themselves Divine Doctors, cannot fully understand a patient’s physical condition. So you must combine learning with practice, see more people and check more pulses, and combine this with medical scriptures for progress. Everyone’s body constitution is different. If you rely solely on books, you will eventually make mistakes.”

“Yes!”

Yingbao and Wen Shu stood up in agreement.

The lesson soon ended. Lady Wen let the two children go out for a walk to stretch their legs, while she herself returned to her inner chamber.

Her husband was also resting in the inner chamber and chuckled when he saw his wife, “That little girl really is a gem.”

Xiu Zhenniang shot him a glance, “Listening in on student discussions as a teacher is unbecoming.”

Wen Yanmin touched his nose, coughing, “I wasn’t eavesdropping, I was just passing by.”

Xiu Zhenniang huffed and walked straight to the window, turning to ask her husband, “Do you really think that golden ear fungus is extraordinary?”

Last time, Yingbao gifted them half a kilo of golden ear fungus. She herself had been stewing it daily for her husband to drink. After a few days of this regimen, he unexpectedly claimed that his chronic ailment had improved significantly, and he was sleeping soundly at night.

In the past few days, he also took frequent walks by the river and didn’t feel tired at all.

“Indeed, it’s extraordinary.” Wen Yanmin rolled up his sleeve and offered his arm to his wife, “If you don’t believe me, take my pulse.”

Xiu Zhenniang reached out and checked her husband’s pulse, her brow furrowed as she carefully examined, “Your pulse does indeed seem much steadier than before.”

Her husband had been diagnosed with a weak constitution as a child, and it was her father-in-law who had been taking care of him. Although he improved as he grew older, he couldn’t get angry or overwork himself.

Therefore, he didn’t venture out to make a career for himself but simply acted as a doctor in the Clan’s pharmacy. As a result, he was looked down upon by his brothers, making life difficult for herself and their two children in that household.

“See, I told you I feel much better.” Wen Yanmin smiled as he retracted his hand, tidying his sleeves, “I’ve already sent the remaining golden ear fungus to father, so he can verify whether it really is effective.”

Xiu Zhenniang: “Considering how good the golden ear is, why didn’t you buy more from the Jiang Family? The amount you’ve sent won’t be enough for more than a few brews.’

It wouldn’t even cover the servant’s travel expenses.

“Do you think I didn’t buy it?”

Wen Yanmin stood up and took out a packet of dried golden ear fungus from a cabinet and handed it to his wife, “This golden ear was bought from Jiang Sanlang, smell it.”

Xiu Zhenniang took it and sniffed it, not understanding, “Aren’t they all the same?”

“Compare it with this one.” Wen Yanmin took out another piece of golden ear fungus, “See if there’s any difference..”