However, Song Jingchen had already asked Lin Shao to explain everything to the village chief before Shen Yijia left.
Song Tiegen naturally didn’t want anything to happen to the only scholar in the village, but he knew that he couldn’t do anything to stop it.
As he sat at home and sighed, the villagers arrived.
Since the matter was already settled, Song Tiegen could only reveal the truth that Song Maolin was the one who summoned Feng Laoliu and his thugs.
When the villagers heard this, they all looked incredulous.
Usually, the old Song family would simply cause some trivial matters and take advantage of the situation.
Who would have thought that Song Maolin, who usually looked gentle and polite, would be so ruthless?
With the last bit of hope, Song Dajiang invited the town doctor.
After the examination, it was confirmed that Song Maolin’s hands could still be treated. Although he could no longer lift heavy objects in the future, his ability to write would not be affected.
This made Song Dajiang heave a sigh of relief. He decided that no matter how expensive the herbs were, Song Maolin’s hands had to be treated.
As soon as he said this, the other two sons disagreed and wanted to split up the family. It was fine if Song Dajiang provided for Song Maolin’s studies, since he could help the whole family out if he became a well-known scholar. However, they found it unfair that they had to help clean up the mess he caused.
Song Erlin, who usually kept quiet, insisted on splitting the family even if he had to leave the house with nothing.
During this period of time, Madam Liu would often complain that Song Erlin’s wife, Madam Chen, was a burden because she had given birth to a good-for-nothing. When Song Maolin encountered bandits and failed to become a High Scholar, he also took out his frustrations on her.
Song Erlin married Madam Chen back then because he loved her. He naturally couldn’t bear to see his wife being treated like this, which was why he lost his temper.
This caused another huge commotion. In the end, Song Dajiang almost chased Song Erlin’s family out in anger.
The old residence had suffered a huge blow this time. First, Song Erlin left the family with only the clothes on their backs. Then, in order to treat Song Maolin’s injuries, Song Dajiang had to sell the last few acres of land they owned. Not only that, but Song Maolin’s reputation in the village was also ruined.
“Sister-in-law, be careful.” Lin Shao looked worriedly at the blurry figure climbing the cliff and reminded her loudly.
“Yeah, I got it,” Shen Yijia replied casually as she pressed her limbs against the cliff. She stared unblinkingly at a lingzhi plant not far away.
It was so close to her, but there weren’t any ledges she could hold on to.
Shen Yijia took a deep breath and grabbed the protruding rock on the left with her right hand. She let go of her left hand and placed her entire weight on her right hand. She slowly leaned towards the plant and stuck out her left hand…
“I got it!” Shen Yijia cried out excitedly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, something happened. The stone could not withstand Shen Yijia’s weight and fell.
“Ah!”
“Be careful!” Lin Shao screamed as he ran over.
Shen Yijia’s body slid down the cliff for a long time, and she barely grabbed onto a protruding sharp rock to stabilize herself. She heaved a sigh of relief and carefully put the lingzhi in her hand into her pocket to prevent it from falling.
Seeing that Shen Yijia was still in the mood to take out and admire the lingzhi after landing, Lin Shao wanted to ask if the herb was that important. However, he did not ask in the end. He handed over the cotton shirt that Shen Yijia had taken off previously.
The cotton clothes were newly made by Madam Li, so everyone in the family had them. Shen Yijia took them off in advance because she was afraid that they would get torn while she was climbing. Moreover, it would hinder her movements.
Shen Yijia felt that she had great foresight. She put on clothes that could cover up her arm which was scraped up and covered in blood. the blood that had just been scraped off.
“Sister-in-law, your arm…”
