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Sigh, let me tell you something, little girl. It's best to confide in Qi Chong. Although he’s quiet and rarely speaks, when he does, it gets to the point.
Yu Chunmiao watched as worry creased the rosy fullness of his face while he spoke about his troubles. Zeng Yulan squinted her eyes, listening to him finish, and after pouring the tea, she said, "What's so difficult about this? If we can't change the death register written by Yama King, then let's alter Maitreya Buddha's future book."
Even though there are no Yama Kings or Maitreya Buddhas in this era, Shi Song understood what she meant. What did the girl say? Zeng Yulan recalled that in modern times, the government sent medical teams to rural areas to provide free health check-ups for seniors over ten years old. Who knows how many hidden illnesses were discovered before they became serious, saving countless lives.
So she suggested, "Health check-ups twice a year. You can invite people to your home or go out. The fees are low; just a couple of coins for a pulse check—affordable for anyone. When someone is ill, they can get treatment; if not, at least they can find peace of mind. Isn’t that more practical than praying to gods?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Song slammed the table, causing half of Yu Chunmiao's rice cake to fall on the ground, which benefited Qian Duo Duo. "What do you mean? No charge? I’ll talk to Zhang Guihua and have her come with me as my assistant."
"Zhang Guihua?" Yu Chunmiao's curious mind focused on different points. Calling her so affectionately—what’s going on between them?
Shi Song grew frustrated again. She said it wasn’t impossible for her to join, but she needed her eldest son’s approval. However, she wasn’t seeing anyone right now; wasn’t that a dead end?
Since becoming pregnant, Yu Chunmiao had become easily amused. Seeing him frown deeply made her hesitant to laugh out loud; instead, she stifled a light chuckle and said, "You need to take the initiative; you can't just wait passively. Time flies by quickly, Shi Shushu. Why don’t you reach out to Qi Chang and see what he thinks?"
Shi Song felt that today was a good day for the Qi family to come by; both women had given him great advice, and he left in high spirits.
Qi Chang returned from hunting, carrying a wild boar towards Wang Butcher's house when he heard a rough voice call out from behind him: "Qi Chong! Aren't you supposed to be in town today? Why are you back so early with a wild boar?"
Though he was called Qi Chong, he knew the words were directed at him. He turned around to see Wu Dayong looking surprised at his face that resembled Qi Chong's quite a bit. "Who are you?"
Qi Chang realized he was mistaken for Qi Chong again; lately, many people had been calling him the village chief.
"I am Qi Chong's cousin. And you are?"
Wu Dayong smiled broadly upon hearing this; that meant they were on the same side. "My sister is Qi Yuan's wife."
Qi Chang nodded at him and headed straight towards Wang Butcher's house. His land was rented out; he could only rely on hunting for sustenance for a while.
Seeing his cold and distant demeanor made Wu Dayong's heart skip a beat as if he were back in those days when Qi Chong disliked him and ignored him.
As Qi Chang stepped out of Wang Butcher's shop, he spotted Shi Song approaching with his hands behind his back.
He was aware of the situation with his mother, but he had his own thoughts on the matter and simply hadn’t found the opportunity to discuss them with her.
"Are you Shi Daifu?" Qi Chang greeted him first.
Seeing Qi Chang, Shi Song's initial enthusiasm waned a bit. This eldest son looked like he could easily knock him out with a single punch.
Qi Chang brushed off the dirt from his shoulder. "Care to come home for a bit?"
He resembled Qi Chong too much; his expression was flat, making it hard to gauge his emotions.
"I have matters to attend to today. How about another day? Maybe tomorrow?" Shi Song suggested, wanting to wait for Qi Chong to return. With someone backing him up, he felt bolder and more willing to speak freely.
"Not a chance." Qi Chang firmly patted Shi Song on the back, half-pushing him towards home.
Shi Song thought to himself that this was it; today, the Qi Family had come to make him suffer.
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