Chapter 180: Whoever has the harder fist speaks

t with!"Liu shi chimed in from the side, "That's right, Mother is correct."Fang Jinshi was so exasperated by the two women that her head ached.She called to Chang He, "Go and invite Village Head Wang,...Song Changhe, hearing this, immediately moved his bowl away in fright. He looked panicked and said, "But we only have this water now."

That's the kind of muddy water, villagers still have to fight for it. Song Changhe also wanted to give his mother clean drinking water, but there was none to be had.

Fan Jinshi frowned. She could directly take a bowl of spirit spring water to give to Wang, and Wang's body indeed needed the spirit spring water to alleviate her terrible condition.

But how was she supposed to explain the sudden appearance of a bowl of clear water out of thin air

After much deliberation, she decided to take a risk. Wang had been coughing non-stop, and her meridians in her windpipe were already very delicate. She was worried that if she kept coughing, they would rupture and bleed.

Even if Song Changhe suspected her of being a monster, she couldn't care less.

She bet this kid was a good guy, he wouldn't betray her.

Fang Jinxiu took the bowl from Song Changhe's hand, went outside to pour out the yellow mud water, found a slightly more secluded place and flashed into the space. After quickly having a bowl of spiritual spring water, she came out.

The moment Song Changhe walked out, he just happened to see Fang Jinxiu vanish into thin air and reappear.

Right after that, the yellow mud water in her hand turned into a bowl of clear water. The boy froze on the spot, staring at her with wide eyes for a long time.

Fang Jinxiu walked past with a blank expression, whispering, "Remember, you didn't see anything."

"Long He, you shouldn't ask things that are none of your business. If you still want to save your mother's life, you have to listen to me, understand"

When she got serious, she actually looked the part. The kid was clearly scared witless, nodding his head repeatedly.

Fang Jinshi wasn't actually that worried. If she didn't think Song Changhe was a good person, she wouldn't have risked being discovered to get the spiritual spring water.

She was about to step inside with her bowl when, all of a sudden, the boy seemed to come to his senses. He hurried to her face and earnestly assured her again.

"Sister-in-law, please rest assured, I really won't say anything."

"My mother is right, you are our lucky star."

“I’ve always listened to my sister-in-law!” Seeing someone suddenly vanish into thin air and reappear, and turning muddy water into clear water with their own hands.

Within Song Changhe's limited understanding, this must be something only immortals could do!

Sister-in-law, she must be a fairy sent down from heaven, a goddess! She came especially to save us from hardship!

He firmly believed in his heart that Fang Jinshui was a fairy who had descended to earth. His eyes, when looking at her, held a profound reverence mixed with a touch of fanaticism and admiration.

left Fang Jinxiu utterly bewildered.

Isn't it just a bowl of plain water Why is this kid so excited

She coughed lightly, "Alright, just do as I say."

"Let me pass, I'll give your mother some water. After dinner tonight, come to our place and get medicine from me. I'll teach you how to boil it."

Now, whatever Fang Jinxiu said sounded like an imperial decree, even more so. Even if she were to point at a worm on the ground and say it was a dragon transformed from heaven, Song Changhe would believe her without a doubt.

He trailed behind Fang Jinshi like a little fanboy, watching her feed water to his mother. Turning back, Fang Jinshi also instructed Song Changhe on how to deal with the hygiene issues of his mother's body.

Lying in bed for a long time without moving can cause bedsores. It's important to turn and move frequently, and if you can't take a shower, wipe yourself down with a damp cloth.

When Wang had recovered somewhat after a few days of initial treatment, she could eat some of the meat and drink some bone broth that she brought. After replenishing her nutrition, she should have the strength to get out of bed and move around.

As Song Changhe walked her out, he escorted her all the way to the village path. She was headed to Wang, the village head's house, to see how things were going with those people and what kind of schemes they had concocted to pressure Zong Yu into leading them back up the mountain to dig a water channel.

These people will definitely not give up, but they also don't understand what it means to respect others.

It is said that people do not punish others for self-interest, but even for oneself, one should have a conscience.

If the villagers won't reason, then don't blame them for not having martial ethics.

He who has the harder fist speaks.ople!It's jade!There's still that kind of water.A single tile from Gu Liusheng's living room floor, if removed and taken to a pawnshop, could be exchanged for at least several hundred ounces of silver...