Yuan Wei's Quick Travel

Chapter 251 The sister of the control group in the imperial examination

When Yuan Wei woke up, she was lying on a hard bed. Her body was very hot and her head was very dizzy, as if countless bees were buzzing around her.

She knew that the body was running a high fever and the condition was quite serious.

At the same time, there was a noise outside the room.

"Why would a silly little girl like you need to see a doctor? Just go to the back mountain and get some herbal medicine to drink. Everyone in my family has come this far."

Old Mrs. Zhuang's sharp and piercing voice came into the house, giving people a headache.

The second elder had no time to care about these things at this time. He looked at Old Lady Zhuang anxiously, his eyes full of pleading.

"Mom, Wei is different this time. She...she is really about to die this time."

At the end of his speech, the second elder couldn't help but choke up and tears welled up in his eyes.

Old Mrs. Zhuang looked at him with disgust.

It's so embarrassing for a grown man to cry so easily!

Her second son is such a coward. Not only does he have a cowardly personality, but he is also tongue-tied and has no way of pleasing others.

What’s even more hateful is that he cries at the slightest provocation.

No wonder she has always looked down on him.

"There's no money at home, and the little money left is for Biao and Feng to go to school. The tuition for the private school is about to be paid."

Old Mrs. Zhuang said this in a cold and expressionless tone.

Hearing this, Yuan Lao Er's heart sank, but he still asked unwillingly: "Mother, are you really going to watch Wei die of illness?"

Old Mrs. Zhuang frowned and said impatiently, "I'm not that cruel, but we really don't have any extra money to pay for her medical treatment. Unless..."

Old Lady Zhuang frowned and shifted her gaze from Yuan Lao Er to Wang Xiaocao standing beside her: "Unless Brother Feng doesn't want to go to school anymore."

The second elder's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word, and tears flowed down his face again.

Wang Xiaocao made anxious "ah ah" sounds and gestured with his hands.

Old Mrs. Zhuang stared at her for a while, then turned away impatiently.

It really proves the saying that a pot should be matched with a lid. My second son can only be matched with such a dumb daughter-in-law.

If it weren't for his cowardly nature, no one would be willing to marry him.

"There's no room for negotiation on this matter. You can choose for yourselves."

Old Mrs. Zhuang hardened her heart and said this in a harsh tone.

At this moment, a weak female voice suddenly reached everyone's ears: "Dad, Mom, I'm fine, there's no need to see a doctor."

Upon hearing this, the second elder and Wang Xiaocao turned around in surprise.

I saw Yuan Wei standing at the door at some point, holding the door frame with her hands, her face pale but her eyes determined.

Wang Xiaocao hurried over to support Yuan Wei, feeling extremely distressed. He gestured and looked at her with concern.

Yuan Wei smiled and comforted her, "Mom, I'm really fine, just a little tired. If you don't believe me, touch my forehead to see if the fever has subsided."

As she spoke, she stretched her head forward for Wang Xiaocao to touch.

Yuan Wei's face was as pale as paper, but she tried hard to force a smile, tightly grasped Wang Xiaocao's hand and placed it on her forehead.

Wang Xiaocao carefully touched Yuan Wei's forehead, feeling the temperature. After confirming that she did not have a fever, the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

As she laughed, her eyes became moist and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Just now, she was really worried and even thought that her daughter might be terminally ill.

If she hadn't had to, how could she have mustered up the courage to ask Old Mrs. Zhuang for help?

Ever since she married here, she has been afraid of her mother-in-law and tried to avoid conflicts with her as much as possible.

Now, seeing her daughter's condition improving, she finally felt relieved and supported Yuan Wei as they slowly walked into the house.

Yuan Wei snuggled obediently in her arms, appearing very docile.

The second elder also followed them happily and walked into the house together.

Only Old Mrs. Zhuang remained there, her eyes revealing an indescribable depth as she silently watched their departing backs.

She originally thought that this time she could force the second brother to voluntarily give up supporting Feng Ge'er's studies, but she never expected that this girl was so lucky and survived this disaster tenaciously.

It was just a little bit off. If Yuan Wei came out a little later, the second brother would most likely nod in agreement.

Pity.

Old Mrs. Zhuang shook her head with regret and sighed inwardly, "It seems there is no chance this time. I can only wait for next time."

At this moment, the second elder had been crying silently since he entered the room, as if he wanted to turn all his sadness and pain into tears.

Yuan Wei widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her who was crying silently in disbelief.

She was surprised that such a tall, dark and strong man could cry so easily.

Yuan Wei was silent for a moment, trying to comfort Yuan Lao Er, and said softly: "Dad, I'm fine now, you don't have to be sad anymore."

The second elder choked back his tears and said, "Don't worry about me. Just let me cry for a while. I can't control my emotions at all right now."

Hearing this, Yuan Wei nodded helplessly to show her understanding.

From the original owner's memory, we can know that the second elder did not want to cry on purpose, but his physical condition made it difficult for him to control his emotional expression.

Because he often cried uncontrollably, he was disliked by Old Man Yuan and Old Lady Zhuang since he was a child.

At first, they thought the second eldest son was too pampered and always cried for the slightest thing.

Later, I felt that he was too good at disguising himself and always liked to use tears to gain sympathy.

As time went by, Old Man Yuan and Old Lady Zhuang gradually realized that their son might be born to be a person with delicate emotions, easy to cry and sensitive mind.

However, after so many years, that deep feeling of disgust has already taken root in their hearts and is difficult to eradicate.

Therefore, no matter what, they could not feel any affection for this son.

Wang Xiaocao gestured to Yuan Wei to lie down and rest and not to pay attention to her father.

Yuan Wei lay down on the bed obediently. The hard bed board made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she still said, "I understand, mother. I'll sleep for a while."

After saying that, Yuan Wei closed her eyes and continued to sort out the original owner's memories.

This is an era called the Dayun Dynasty, a dynasty that Yuan Wei has never heard of.

The emperor who is now in power is the third generation, and the Dayun Dynasty is currently in a period of prosperity. The government is clean and honest, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, a scene of prosperity.

Decades had passed since the previous social unrest, and the lower classes had finally had a chance to breathe and began to accumulate wealth.

After having some extra money, people began to think about the future development of their children and grandchildren.

Therefore, any family with a slightly better financial situation would choose to send their boys to school in the hope that they could achieve success in the future.

If we can't afford to support so many people, we will use the whole family to support the one who is the best student.