coobybook Chapter 391 Boil the Frog in Warm Water
Chapter 391 Boil the Frog in Warm Water
Ma Ergun said cheerfully: "Our daughter has taken a fancy to you. Your aunt and I have discussed it and decided to recruit you as a son-in-law. From now on, you are a member of our Futian Village. How about it? Are you happy?" His wrinkled face was now full of smiles.
Wang Fuping smiled as he looked at the stunned Zhuiying, curled his lips, and muttered quietly, "Is he so happy that he's stupid?"
"If you marry into our Futian Village, you will never have to worry about food. As long as you work hard, it's only a matter of time before you become rich. Aren't you happy?" Ma Ergun looked at Zhuiying expectantly. Who wouldn't be tempted by such conditions?
Wang Fuping also looked at Zhuiying happily, and said with a smile: "My child, there are so many people who want to marry in our Futian Village now, but they don't have the opportunity! Our village has no worries about food. It is a blessing for you that you are favored by our daughter."
"I..." Zhuiying just opened his mouth to refuse, but suddenly heard Fusu coughing violently from inside the room.
Zhuiying froze in his tracks, his mind racing with thoughts. At that moment, he suddenly understood why Fusu didn't want him to join him.
If you want your minister to die, you must die!
"it is good."
Zhuiying gritted his teeth and replied helplessly. His voice was low, revealing a sense of reluctance and unwillingness.
When Ma Ergun and Wang Fuping heard Zhuiying's answer, they immediately smiled brightly and danced with joy.
Ma Ergun said excitedly: "Great! Great!"
Wang Fuping also echoed: "Our daughter is finally married, oh, she has found a son-in-law!"
What do the son-in-law's family think of him? They are very satisfied with him.
Ma Ergun continued, "Tomorrow I'll have someone look at a date and pick an auspicious day for the wedding. I won't let you down."
Zhuiying returned to the room with a dejected look on his face. Fusu was half-lying on the bed, looking at him calmly with a slight smile on his lips. He said jokingly, "Congratulations, you've been promoted to the first-rank sword-bearing guard of the Imperial Palace."
Upon hearing this, Zhuiying sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said, "Your Highness, where does this joy come from?"
His brows were furrowed, his face filled with sorrow. "I never imagined that this incognito visit with you, the Crown Prince, would require such a huge sacrifice."
As Zhuiying spoke, he walked to the table, poured himself a glass of cold water, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, as if trying to quench the boredom in his heart.
When Zhuiying thought of Ma Caifeng's stout, clumsy, ordinary-looking and even somewhat vulgar appearance, he felt as if his heart had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his heart was instantly dead.
Ma Caifeng's face, which had no beauty at all, and her body, which was as strong as a man's, appeared involuntarily in front of his eyes. She seemed to be shrouded in a deep despair.
"Go to sleep." Fusu sighed softly and slowly lay down, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It's not up to us whether it rains or my mother gets married."
Zhuiying's face was filled with worry, and he asked anxiously, "Your Highness, what are you going to do?"
Fusu slowly closed his eyes and said after a moment of silence: "Of course I will go find the next home."
Zhuiying was slightly stunned, then asked, "Are you planning to go to Xiuying's house?" He stared at Fusu, his eyes full of worry.
"Of course!" Fusu's tone was filled with a bit of anger. "The Ma family is so blind and short-sighted that they don't recognize my value."
A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but fortunately, they were blind, otherwise he would be the son-in-law.
"Xiuying is a woman of insight, thoughtfulness, and foresight. When I go to her place, with my status and talent, I will definitely be treated as a guest of honor."
A confident look appeared on Fusu's face, as if he had already seen himself being respected in Xiuying's family.
"Mom, why can't Dad leave you for so many years?" Ma Caifeng took Tian Fuping's arm affectionately, blinking her eyes and asked curiously.
Wang Fuping touched his daughter's head lovingly and said with a smile: "Girl, if you want a man to be devoted to you, you have to boil a frog in warm water. Think about it, if your father leaves me, what will he eat? Who will wash his clothes? Who will cook for him? Who will take care of the crops in the fields? These daily trivial matters are taken care of by your mother. As time goes by, he will naturally get used to having your mother around, and he will become inseparable from her." Wang Fuping's eyes revealed the shrewdness and confidence of a veteran.
Wang Fuping constantly passed on to his daughter his experience of how he had made Ma Ergun dependent on him over the years.
Xiuying's home
Xiuying looked serious and asked Shiliu to guard outside carefully. Then she gently helped Cuihua up and carefully fed her the medicine to treat her mental illness.
At this moment, Shi Liu shouted nervously, "Mom, Aunt Wu is here!" There was a hint of panic in her voice, and her eyes looked into the house eagerly.
Xiuying's calm and composed voice came from the room: "Auntie Wu, come in."
"Xiuying, I really have no choice but to send this girl to you." Aunt Wu's nagging voice, which was filled with helplessness and anxiety, came from outside the house.
Then, Aunt Wu came in hurriedly, sweating profusely, carrying a heavy medicine box. As she walked, she kept wiping the sweat rolling down her forehead with her sleeve, and her mouth kept panting.
"It's okay," Xiuying stood up from the bedside calmly, gently waving her hand and saying, "Auntie Wu, please take a look at her. I happened to get a bottle of medicine for amnesia a few years ago, and since she was in a critical condition, I gave it to her first."
Aunt Wu immediately understood what Xiuying meant, knowing that Cuihua had already been treated by her. Without delay, she put down her medicine box and deftly felt Cuihua's pulse with her fingers.
After a while, Aunt Wu showed a look of relief on her face and said, "The pulse is stable, and the qi and blood are much more balanced."
Aunt Wu secretly admired Xiuying's medical skills. However, she also knew that since Xiuying wanted to hide her medical skills, as Xiuying's best friend, she must cooperate.
After taking the girl's pulse, Aunt Wu deliberately raised her voice and said, "That medicine must be from the old doctor. It's truly miraculous! This girl can be saved. It's really God's blessing!"
"That's good, Aunt Wu." Xiuying's eyes were full of concern, and she continued, "Cuihua's physique is too weak. It will be difficult for her to fully recover just by relying on the previous medicine. You are experienced and have great medical skills. Please prescribe some more herbs to help Cuihua take good care of herself." Xiuying's lips curled up slightly, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
As Xiuying's best friend, Aunt Wu immediately understood what she meant. She nodded heavily. How could one survive in a den of wolves like the Zhao family without a strong physique?