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I Was Drenched in Pig Slop and My Brother Went Crazy at Dawn
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"You think being sick gives you the right to do whatever you want?" Old Jin shouted angrily, pointing at Wei Fan.
"I'm on the brink of death; who cares about reason?" Wei Fan replied dismissively.
The whole incident stemmed from a mere 650 yuan in medical fees. Wei Fan refused to pay a single cent, which drove Old Jin into a frenzy. He vandalized Wei Fan's home, throwing pig feed and dumping urine buckets, cursing him throughout the night. In the end, Wei Fan's brother, Mu Fan, completely lost his mind.
Wei Fan coughed up blood again. This was the third time this month. He squatted in his yard, clutching his stomach and retching, his face pale as paper. Hepatitis and stomach issues had tormented him for two years, leaving him a shadow of his former self.
"Another episode?" Neighbor Aunt Li peeked through the gate.
Wei Fan lifted his head, bloodshot eyes glaring at her. "What are you looking at? Never seen someone cough up blood before?"
Aunt Li jumped back, quickly lowering her head and walking away. She remembered two years ago when Wei Fan was just a simple farmer—quiet but always smiling at others. But ever since he fell ill, he seemed like a different person altogether.
Watching Aunt Li's retreating figure, Wei Fan couldn't help but smirk coldly. These people were all talk; when trouble arose, they scurried away like rats.
He slowly stood up and went inside to rummage through an old iron box. Inside were just a few crumpled banknotes. Over the past two years, all their savings had been spent on medical treatment, and even the money borrowed from his wife's family was nearly gone.
"Dad, we still need 200 yuan for the medicine," his 12-year-old son Xiao Gang timidly stood at the door, holding the prescription given by the doctor.
Wei Fan snatched the prescription and tore it in half with a fierce motion. "What kind of medicine is this! Two years of taking it and what good has it done? It’s better off feeding it to the dogs!"
Xiao Gang, frightened by his father's rage, began to cry.
A wave of irritation surged within Wei Fan. He slammed his palm on the table. "Why are you crying? A man should act like a man, not whimper like a child!"
"Don’t take it out on the boy," his wife, Xiao Fang, timidly spoke as she emerged from the kitchen.
"I’m disciplining my son; what do you have to say?" Wei Fan glared with bloodshot eyes. "I’m still alive, and I run this household!"
Xiao Fang dared not say another word and silently led their son into the back room.
Alone in the main room, Wei Fan felt a familiar ache in his stomach. The doctor had said his illness required long-term care, but the family had run out of money. This sickness kept him awake at night, leaving him dizzy during the day, unable to do heavy labor or even basic farming tasks.
"Brother Wei Fan, are you home?" came the voice of the village chief from outside.
"Come in," Wei Fan replied lazily, not bothering to get up.
Old Wang entered with a troubled expression on his face. "Um... the village is collectively repairing the irrigation ditch..."
"What’s wrong?" Wei Fan's tone was sharp.
"At that time, everyone agreed that those who could pay would pay, and those who couldn’t would lend a hand. Since you’re not well, you don’t have to participate," Old Wang said cautiously. "Just contribute a little money to show your support."
Wei Fan shot up, fire blazing in his eyes. "What do you mean by that? You think I’m useless?"
"No, no! We’re just looking out for you..."
Wei Fan sneered. "To put it bluntly, you look down on me! If you don’t want me working, then I won’t contribute any money either. Do whatever you want!"
Old Wang waved his hands repeatedly. "That’s really not what we meant..."
"Get out!" Wei Fan pointed towards the door. "Don’t come back here pretending to care!"
The village chief left with his tail between his legs.
Wei Fan paced back and forth in the yard, growing more and more agitated. Just then, a child from next door accidentally kicked a ball into his yard.
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