Chapter 413: Unable to Think of a Chapter Title (1)
Chapter 413: Unable to Think of a Chapter Title (1)
With the situation resolved smoothly, the Mo family didn't linger. They prepared to leave with Tang Xin, but were stopped by the resentful Yu shi. She declared that Tang Xin was no longer part of the Tang family and couldn't take anything with her, forcing Tang Xin to strip off all her clothes and shoes.
Such an outrageous demand not only angered Mo Yan and the others but also shocked the villagers who hadn't dispersed yet. They couldn't overlook Yu shi's excessive behavior, despite it being a family matter of the Tangs. They tried to dissuade her, but Yu shi completely ignored them, rushing forward to tear at Tang Xin's clothes recklessly.
Tang Xin's days in the Tang household had already been difficult, and her clothing was worn-out and thin. The only warm garment she had was the cotton coat given to her by Xin'er earlier. Even this coat had made Yu shi and her daughters envious. If Tang Xin hadn't firmly refused and used Xin'er as an excuse to return it later, it would have been torn off long ago.
The ragged clothes couldn't withstand Yu shi's forceful tearing. If Mo Yan hadn't quickly taken off her fur coat and wrapped it around Tang Xin, the girl's body would have been exposed.
Even so, this action greatly humiliated Tang Xin. She stared resentfully at Yu shi, her eyes filled with deep-seated resentment.
In the end, Xin'er ran home to fetch a set of clothes and shoes for Tang Xin, finally putting an end to this farce. After Tang Xin changed her clothes, Mo Yan and the others, amidst Yu shi's malicious curses and the villagers' sighs, walked out of the oppressive atmosphere of the Tang household.
In the room, Mo Yan used a clean cotton pad dipped in spirit spring water to carefully clean the wound on Tang Xin's cheek where the scissors had pierced. The wound wasn't large, about the size of a fingernail, but Tang Xin had used considerable force, resulting in a hole. Fortunately, with the spirit spring water, regular cleaning would likely prevent scarring.
"Sister, this wound... Shouldn't we go to the city and find a doctor?" Xin'er, unaware of the situation, saw the deep wound and thought Tang Xin's face was already disfigured. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wished she could use all the ointment in the porcelain bottle to heal her beloved sister.
Tang Xin's heart warmed at her words and she held Xin'er's hand, comforting her, "For such a small wound, it's not worth traveling all the way to the city to see a doctor. When it heals and the scar lightens, a little powder can conceal it."
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Since picking up the scissors, she hadn't expected to save this face. As long as she could escape that hellhole, she wouldn't regret even if this face was ruined.
"No, we can overlook other injuries, but a wound on the face? How can we not see a doctor?" Xin'er didn't believe that such a deep wound would leave anything but a noticeable scar that couldn't be covered with powder.
Mo Yan put down the cotton pad, took the ointment from Xin'er's hand, and said as she applied it to Tang Xin's face, "We can't take a carriage on the road right now. It's inconvenient to travel back and forth. Let's wait until the weather clears and the snow melts, then we'll find a doctor to take a good look."
Seeing her sister calm and seemingly unworried, Xin'er relaxed her tense and worried mood a lot. She nodded in agreement after hearing her sister's reassurance.
After applying the ointment, Mo Yan wrapped the wound in clean white cotton cloth to protect it from the cold weather, which would make it difficult for the wound to heal.
Throughout the process, even though Tang Xin endured the pain with gritted teeth, sweating profusely on her forehead, she didn't cry out in pain, which only made people feel more sorry for her.
At this moment, Zhen'er ran in and saw that Tang Xin's wound had been treated. She called them out to lunch.
In the dining hall, the food was already on the table, steaming hot and emitting an enticing fragrance that made everyone who had been shoveling snow all morning involuntarily salivate.
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