Chapter 738: Whose Fault Is It?

To tell the truth, the prescription given by Fang Xiue was truly awesome, to the point of being awesome enough to strike lightning.

The reason for saying this was because the scars on Wang Li's face had been fading bit by bit, never stopping.

In time, those scars would inevitably disappear.

It was fortunate that Wang Li's wounds had just healed when Wang An brought the medicine back; in terms of timing, it was quite timely, otherwise, the effect might really not have been as good as it was now.

Fang Xiue had once said that scars on the face and body must be treated as soon as possible after they heal; the longer the time, the harder it is to remove the scars.

Because after a long time, the flesh inside the skin completely sets and dies, and it becomes difficult to change it again.

Of course, what Fang Xiue said wasn't necessarily right, but regardless, her prescription was indeed effective.

Wang Li touched the scars on his face, looking at the group of people arguing until their faces were red, and didn't speak.

Because Wang An had instructed him that this prescription must not be revealed to anyone.

From the attitude and performance of the pharmacy clerk, Wang An had already realized that Fang Xiue's scar-removal prescription definitely had huge value.

How could one not cash in on something valuable?

It was just that right now, the timing wasn't quite mature, and most importantly, this prescription had actually already leaked.

And the only thing the pharmacy clerk didn't know was the usage of this medicine, and the painful expression the patient would have after applying it.

Just as everyone was arguing about their own points of view, two little girls ran over from not far away.

One looked to be twelve or thirteen, the other looked slightly older, but their common trait was that their hair was withered and yellow, their bodies were dry and thin, and they were very small in stature.

The clothes on their bodies were broken to the extreme, making people frown involuntarily.

In this era, having patches on people's clothes and pants was an extremely normal thing.

And this wasn't just for rural people; many city people were the same, it was just a matter of the size and number of patches.

After all, poverty at this time was universal; almost everyone was poor.

But the clothes on these two children, mainly the patches on them, were actually cut from burlap sacks.

Although they were sewn very neatly, using burlap sack pieces as patches was something Wang An had truly seen for the first time in his past and present life.

If the clothes were broken and one wanted to patch them, but there wasn't even any cloth to use as a patch, oh my god! From this, one could see how shitty the life of Li Guafu leading two children was.

But one had to admit that human beings are forced out of necessity.

Let me ask you, could you think of using burlap sacks as patches? Let me ask you, is this a method an ordinary person could think of?

Wang An looked at these two children, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the appearance of his two younger sisters when he was reborn.

At that time, Wang Xiaomei and Wang Xiaoli also had withered yellow hair and dry, thin bodies; one could say there wasn't two taels of meat on their whole bodies.

It was just that although there were patches on the clothes they wore, it really wasn't this exaggerated.

Seeing the two little girls run over and see their mother kneeling there, they instantly burst into loud tears with a "waa."

How could children over ten not understand human relationships? Immediately after, these two little girls grabbed Li Guafu's arms from left and right, wanting to pull their mother up.

Hearing the crying of the two children, Li Guafu also thought of her own miserable half-life and began to cry along with them.

While crying, she shouted: "My life! Why is it so bitter? Oh Heaven, are you blind..."

Fortunately, Li Guafu might have been tired of kneeling, or perhaps she felt that kneeling was no longer useful, so she directly sank her butt from the kneeling posture into a sitting posture. To be honest, if Li Guafu had continued to maintain the kneeling posture and cry, those who didn't know would have thought Wang An's family had done something that angered both heaven and man.

Just like that, Li Guafu's family of three began to wail outside Wang An's gate.

Everyone silently watched this scene, no one arguing or expressing their own views anymore.

And Shen Wei, who was standing not far away, had already turned her head away, unable to bear looking at the state of the mother and her two children.

Because if it weren't for Wang An, the life of Shen Wei's family would only be even more miserable than Li Guafu's family.

Zhao Cuiyun, who was also standing not far away, was also full of sorrow, looking at the mother and her two children, not knowing what she was thinking.

But it was obvious that these two women, who were both widows, were definitely feeling quite uncomfortable in their hearts at this moment.

Because there is a term called "empathy."

And as things developed to this point, Wang An's greatest feeling was sorrow, very deep sorrow.

A diligent rural woman was actually forced by life into this miserable state.

Damn it, whose fault is this???

After another little while, the crying of the mother and her two children became a little smaller, and Wang An really couldn't watch it anymore.

Whatever, let it be, it's just three mouths to feed, just consider it accumulating hidden virtue!

Oh my god!

Wang An sighed deeply, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Liu Guilan say very helplessly:

"Sister Li, get up quickly, there isn't much work left for building the house, so if you don't cook, can't you do something else?"

As she spoke, Liu Guilan stepped forward a few steps, intending to help Li Guafu, who was sitting on the ground, up.

And Yao Ping, seeing Liu Guilan speak, also followed forward, helping Li Guafu while saying:

"Sister Li, if you have something to say, can't you just say it properly? You had to kneel there, aren't you shortening our Wang family's life?"

Li Guafu sobbed as she stood up: "Younger sister, I really had no other way, my two daughters are hungry, we have been eating grass sprouts these days, but that stuff doesn't keep you full."

Liu Guilan looked at the two little girls and sighed, then shouted to Wang Yi, who had just returned from school and was standing there in a daze: "Xiao Yi, go and bring out the leftover steamed buns from this morning."

Wang Yi came back to his senses and replied: "Okay, alright, Mother."

Turning around, Wang Yi ran into the courtyard.

At this time, Li Guafu said: "No need, no need, younger sister, really no need..."

But before she could finish speaking, Liu Guilan directly interrupted impatiently:

"Oh, alright, what's the point of saying that now? Just now, that kneeling of yours almost framed me to death, why didn't you think about whether it was appropriate?"

It could be seen that Liu Guilan was truly very annoyed at this time, quite annoyed.

After a while, Wang Yi returned.

It's just that this child Wang Yi might have studied until he became stupid; he was truly honest, a full steamer of mixed-flour buns, a full fourteen or fifteen of them, he brought them all out!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 739 =====