【The Story of a Rural Peddler Taming a Woman】(25) Author: wushisanqian

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(Twenty-five)

It is said that Lin Hao's mother went to feed the pigs, but slipped and fell flat on her face, fracturing her right hand.
The old woman, in unbearable pain, did not get up immediately, but rolled over and continued to lie on the muddy ground, rubbing her
broken hand while reflecting on her difficult life.

She felt that when she married Old Master Hong when she was young, although she worked like a slave without a day's rest, her
family was so poor that they had no other choice but to accept it, so she did not regret it; later, the Hong family was denounced as landlords, and their
eldest daughter was sent to be a child bride, while their second daughter was exchanged for sweet potato shreds. She felt that she had not done anything wrong,
because at least her eldest daughter had enough to eat, and the sweet potato shreds obtained from exchanging her second daughter, A'er, helped the family get through the most difficult
two years.

She realized that her only mistake was her attitude towards Lingying. She felt that loving her daughter-in-law
was not wrong, but the mistake was that she, along with Lin Hao and the whole family, treated Lingying like an empress dowager. She suddenly
realized she had made a serious error, because if this situation continued, what would happen when
she became bedridden and unable to walk?

And Lin Hao, working during the day and then having sex with women at night, never had a moment's rest. Even with his good stamina
, he would eventually break down. What if he developed some kind of chronic illness? What would become of the family? Could they rely on
the immature Erhao? Or the teenager Sanhao? Neither would work. Lin Hao had to continue managing the household;
his health couldn't be compromised. Everyone should share the burden, especially Lingying; she couldn't continue like this
. She also needed to share some of the duties and responsibilities of a daughter-in-law.

After understanding all this, Old Mrs. Hong didn't cry out.
Instead limped home. Instead of washing off the muddy mess or going back to his room, he pushed
open the door to Lin Hao and his wife's room, plopped down on a stool, and
stared at them with lifeless eyes.

Lin Hao had been kneeling behind Ling Ying on the bed, massaging her back. Ling Ying was talking to Lin Hao,
and the two were laughing and joking happily.

Suddenly, Lin Hao saw his mother walk in, covered in mud, sitting there blankly without
saying a word. He was so frightened that he sat on the bed speechless for a long time. What was wrong? Had she seen a ghost? Gone mad? Or gone mad
?

The three of them remained silent, the only sound in the room being their breathing. Finally, Old Mrs. Hong couldn't help but speak up
: "Aren't you going to ask me what's wrong?"

Only then did Lin Hao react. He quickly slid off the bed, ran to Old Mrs. Hong, grabbed her arm, and asked:
"Mom, what happened to you?"

The old woman, whose arm had been aching terribly, cried out "Ah, ah!" when Lin Hao grabbed her.

"Let go! Do you want to hurt your old mother to death?"

Lin Hao was startled and quickly pulled his hands back behind his back. "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Sigh, I broke my hand. Don't touch it,"

Old Mrs. Hong scolded.

"How did it break? What happened?" Lin Hao asked.

"After dinner, you all went to bed. Who's going to wash the dishes? Who's going to feed the pigs? It's dark and the road is slippery outside
. Your old mother, with her old bones, accidentally fell," Old Mrs. Hong said.

Lin Hao was stunned. He had never noticed before, but after his mother said that there was
so much housework after dinner. He had never done any of it before. He realized that his mother had been busy every day and
working hard year after year. He used to think that he had to cultivate the land himself, plant the rice seedlings himself, and ask
his younger siblings to cut firewood. He always felt that he had done a lot and worked very hard. He never expected that his mother
had taken on so much housework without complaint for so many years. He couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

Seeing Lin Hao standing before her like a child who had realized his mistake, Old Mrs. Hong said, "Lin Hao, I'm not saying you're
lazy . You've already shouldered enough responsibility for this family."

Lin Hao seemed to have his thoughts read by his mother, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"Your father can't manage this family; only you can. You have to manage it well. The whole family's
food, drink and daily needs depend on you," the old lady continued.

"If you're going to be in charge, then everything inside and outside the house will depend on you. I know this household isn't easy to manage, it's very hard work.

But this old man can't help you much. So you must take care of your health, don't
work yourself to the bone day and night, and find a way to help your younger siblings. Oh, and your wife should also do some chores in the future to help you
share some of the burden.

Otherwise, if you collapse from exhaustion one day, the whole family will be finished."

Old Mrs. Hong went on and on about this and that, but Lin Hao didn't say a word. Because he needed to spend time
thinking about how to manage the household well in the future.

Seeing that it was late at night and his mother was still sitting there with her face covered in mud, Lin Hao quickly helped his mother up and went back to her room. He then fetched
water for her to wash her face and helped her wash up. He told her to be careful not to put pressure on her injured arm while sleeping that night, and that
he would take her to see a doctor at the commune clinic first thing tomorrow morning. After doing all this, he returned to his room.

Back in his room, he saw Ling Ying leaning against the headboard eating sunflower seeds as if nothing had happened. Lin Hao was slightly displeased,
but he held back and didn't say anything. He went straight to bed and lay down to sleep.

"Why were you gone for so long? You weren't finished massaging my back yet. Don't sleep, massage it again," Lingying
said.

Hearing Lingying's words, Lin Hao suddenly realized that the woman in front of him had become very unfamiliar, completely unlike the woman he
had always cherished.

Didn't you hear what the old lady said? The old lady broke her hand, and as her daughter-in-law, you didn't go to take care of your mother-in-law,
but instead blamed your husband for being gone too long. When your husband came back, instead of asking about the old lady's injury, you immediately asked him to
massage and massage your back. Is this the kind of daughter-in-law we treat
like a treasure? Lin Hao thought quietly.

"It's late, rest. Get up early tomorrow to make breakfast. After breakfast, I need to take Mom to
the commune ," Lin Hao instructed, suppressing his anger.

The next morning, Lin Hao, remembering his mother's injury, woke up early and nudged Lingying beside him, indicating
that he should get up and make breakfast. But after trying for a while, all she heard was Lingying murmur, "Hmm, I want to sleep." Then she...
She continued to sleep soundly.

Lin Hao was both angry and helpless, so he could only let her sleep a little longer while he got up to cook breakfast. After breakfast
was ready he asked his mother to come out, helped her fetch water and wash up, and then served her breakfast. After his mother finished eating, Lin Hao
hurriedly found a flatbed cart on the back of the cowshed in the side room, attached the plank and wheels, and helped his mother onto the cart. Just as he
bent down put the rope on his shoulder and pull the cart out, he suddenly went back to his room, nudged the still-sleeping Ling Ying,
and instructed her, "Breakfast is ready. Get up when it's light and tell Erhao and the others to
bring back the firewood they chopped on the mountain a few days ago, otherwise we won't have any firewood when the rainy season comes."

"Hmm...oh...okay...I want to sleep..." He didn't know if Ling Ying heard Lin Hao clearly, but
she really wanted to sleep.

Hearing that she agreed, and worried about his mother still on the cart at the door, Lin Hao quickly left the room, pulled
the cart, and headed towards the commune clinic.

By the time he arrived at the clinic, the sun was already high in the sky. There weren't many patients in the clinic yet. After settling his mother in and
getting the old lady a cup of hot water, Lin Hao went to the outhouse. About half an hour later, he heard
the doctor . Lin Hao gently helped the old lady into the small room. Inside, there was a
wooden cabinet by the door, next to which was a washbasin stand. On the stand, a white basin was half-filled with water, and a white towel was hanging neatly
above . Directly opposite the door was a window, which was open, and through
it, one could see a lush green vegetable garden outside. Against the wall by the window was a rectangular wooden
table, its side against the wall. An elderly man in a
white ; this was the doctor.

Seeing him enter, the doctor gestured behind Lin Hao and said, "Close the door."

Lin Hao obediently turned around, gently closed the door, and then
timidly gave a slight bow.

"Sit there," the doctor said, putting on his reading glasses and pointing to the stool opposite the table.

"Tell me, where does it hurt?" the doctor asked.

The two of them then recounted everything, from when it happened to where the pain was.

The old doctor listened and began to examine the patient, observing, listening, questioning, and palpating. He observed, listened? Seemed nothing wrong. He asked many questions and palpated very
carefully .

In short, by the time the doctor finished binding the bamboo slips for Old Lady Hong and Lin Hao pulled the cart back home, the villagers
were having lunch.

Erhao sat on the stone by the door, basking in the sun, while Sanhao played with several children around ten years old. Lin Hao
wondered they had brought back the firewood so quickly. But he was starving and didn't ask. He instructed Erhao to help help
Old Lady Hong down from the cart and into the house, then disassembled the cart, separating the planks and wheels, and
placed them on the back of the cattle pen. Back inside, Lin Hao

saw his younger sister peeling potatoes in the kitchen, potato peels flying everywhere.
A flock of hens were scrambling for the food while remaining wary of a large red rooster's attack. "Didn't you go to gather firewood this morning? And you haven't cooked lunch yet?" Lin Hao asked. "You didn't say anything about gathering firewood. We don't know what to cook for lunch. We cook potatoes every day anyway, so I started peeling some," Lin Hao's sister replied. "Where's your sister-in-law? Doesn't she know how to cook? Aren't you all hungry?" Lin Hao asked. "My sister-in-law got up and ate breakfast over an hour ago and went back to her room," his sister said. "It's so late, Mom must be starving. Hurry up and peel the potatoes, chop them up, add some dried noodles, and we'll make potato noodles. Erhao, Erhao, come in and help start the fire, hurry up. Sanhao, stop playing and come get Mom a cup of hot water," Lin Hao instructed. Lin Hao returned to his room and saw Lingying curled up like a shrimp, fast asleep. He was immediately annoyed. He had given instructions before leaving this morning , how could she not even deliver a message? It was already noon and she was still sleeping. Was she sick? "Lingying, Lingying, wake up." Lin Hao nudged the sleeping woman. "Hao, what's wrong? You won't let me sleep in peace. You wake me up at night, and you wake me up during the day too." Lingying opened her eyes and saw that it was Lin Hao disturbing her, and immediately became angry. "Are you not feeling well? Why are you still sleeping at noon?" Lin Hao suppressed his anger and asked patiently. "Of course I'm not feeling well. You woke me up last night, and now you've woken me up again. How could I feel comfortable!" Lingying was completely unaware of Lin Hao's growing anger and continued to vent her frustration. Lin Hao thought to himself, "You're not sick, you've been sleeping until now, and you're getting angry when I wake you up? You didn't even deliver the message I asked you to this morning, the old lady is injured and not home, and you didn't even get up to help cook lunch. Are you trying to kill yourself or do you really think you're the Empress?" Thinking of this, Lin Hao could no longer hold back and roared, "Lingying! Are you a pig or do you think you're the Empress ? What time is it? Get up! Mom and I aren't home. As the eldest sister-in-law, can't you let them do some chores? I told you to tell Erhao and the others to go gather firewood after you got up this morning. Did you tell them?" [To be continued]

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