Traveling through ancient times to survive

The old man fell to the ground, holding his chest with a painful expression.

"Dad!" Zhao Chenghe ran forward with a changed expression. He pinched the old man's philtrum hard, but the old man did not react.

"What are you still standing here for? Go call a doctor!" Zhao Chenghe turned around and glared at Mrs. Zhao San who looked bewildered.

In front of the bed, the old doctor took the old man's pulse and gave him acupuncture. After a while, the old man woke up. He wanted to move, but found that his body was out of control. His eyes were filled with fear, and he wanted to speak, but only unclear sounds came out of his mouth.

"Old man! Don't scare me!" Sun Xiaocao threw herself on the bed and burst into tears.

"Doctor, what happened to my father?" Zhao Chenghe grabbed the doctor's arm and spoke in a terrified voice.

"Your father was so angry that he had a stroke. I will prescribe a few prescriptions for your father to take first. You must take good care of your body and keep a good mood in the future. There is still a chance of recovery."

The old doctor left, and everyone in the house had different expressions. Sun Xiaocao couldn't stop crying. Mrs. Zhao lowered her head, looking irritable. The old man had a stroke, and he needed someone to take care of him. He also needed a lot of money to buy medicine. His son had just started working, and he was really holding his precious son back. Mrs. Zhao didn't know about Zhao Decheng's incident yet, and she was still blaming the old man.

Mrs. Zhao San silently huddled in the corner, afraid that others would notice her. Zhao Dezhu stood beside his father, at a loss, and Zhao Chenghe held his son with a grief-stricken look on his face.

"Third brother! What did you do to make your father so angry!" Sun Xiaocao had cried enough. She wiped her tears and her eyes seemed to be spewing sparks.

Zhao Chenghe didn't know how to explain, but Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up: "Third brother! You are so unfilial. You have to take responsibility for making dad so angry!"

"Bullshit! Dad is so angry with your son! You don't even know how your son got his position, do you? He shamelessly took the grain from the village and presented it to the county magistrate in his own name!"

Mrs. Zhao San couldn't hold back any longer. The first wife was going to push all the care of the old man to the third wife. This was all done by the first wife's good nephew. It was impossible for her to shirk responsibility!

"You're talking nonsense! How can you slander my son!" Mrs. Zhao rolled up her sleeves and was about to hit someone.

"Enough! Dad is still lying in bed! Stop it, both of you!" Zhao Chenghe yelled with a livid face. It was the first time they saw Zhao Chenghe so angry. They were startled and quieted down.

"Is what your wife just said true?" Sun Xiaocao looked at Zhao Chenghe anxiously.

Zhao Chenghe wiped his face and nodded with a painful expression: "The villagers all knew about this and expelled my father and nephew from the family tree."

The expressions of the two people who just learned about this changed drastically. Sun Xiaocao was shaking, her lips quivering and she couldn't speak. Mrs. Zhao screamed, collapsed to the ground, and said it was impossible.

"You are lying, right? Just because of such a small matter, the clan expelled my son from the clan?"

It turned out that a shameless mother raised a shameless son. Mrs. Zhao rolled her eyes secretly and tried her best to swallow the dirty words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"Was it the second brother who did it? He is worse than pigs and dogs! I am going to tear him apart!" Sun Xiaocao's eyes were fierce.

Zhao Chenghe said impatiently, "Mom, please stop being unreasonable! This was decided by the clan leader and the elders. If my second brother hadn't stopped them, the villagers would have gone to the county magistrate to file a complaint! For my second brother's sake, as long as the four of you don't step into the village again, this matter will be over. Otherwise, they will report to the police and have Chengge'er put in jail!"

Mrs. Zhao was horrified: "No!"

Sun Xiaocao's expression also changed. She didn't dare to talk about going back to cause trouble. She turned her head to look at the old man who was unable to move on the bed. She couldn't help but feel sad and desperate.

"The village won't let us go back. Your father has had another stroke. We have no income. We are sending your father to death!"

"Mother, it's not that serious. At least Cheng'er's official position is saved. He has a salary. I'm farming in the village, and I will find a way to send food to you and father."

Zhao Chenghe comforted her, and Sun Xiaocao regained hope: "Yes, the county magistrate doesn't know yet, but Cheng'er's official position is not a problem, right? By the way, where is the boss? Why haven't I seen him?"

"Big brother is being punished in the village. Not only big brother, but we are the same. If it weren't for taking over the pillar, we would all be being punished now. This time, we were badly harmed by Cheng'er!" Zhao Sansao had a face full of resentment. When they go back, they will work for the village for free, building houses, repairing roads, digging toilets, knocking stones, whatever is hard and tiring, and they have to work for at least a year. If the profit is not good enough, they have to continue working.

"How is it possible! Can the boss still stay in the village?"

Sun Xiaocao screamed in disbelief.

"Brother is so smart. He has severed ties with you." Mrs. Zhao said quietly.

Sun Xiaocao was irritated again. It took her a while to recover. She cursed: "You are all ungrateful! I have raised my sons in vain! Why is my life so miserable? I raised my sons from head to toe, but none of them are filial to me. What's the point of living?"

Zhao Chenghe, who was originally trying to persuade his mother not to get angry and hurt her health, paused and frowned expressionlessly.

"Dad, Mom, we still have to go back to accept punishment. We are very busy. We will go back now." Mrs. Zhao pulled her son and her husband and were about to go back.

"Your father is like this, and you want to run away now?" Sun Xiaocao shot a fierce look at Zhao Chenghe.

"Mom, it's getting late. If I don't go back today, there will be no land for my family in the village. I will come to see Dad when I have time. Besides, Dad's problem is not serious. The doctor also said that as long as Dad takes good care of himself and doesn't get angry, he can recover. Now, you should go and boil some medicine for Dad."

Sun Xiaocao then realized that the old man still needed to take medicine: "Old man's wife, why are you still standing here like a wooden stake? Why don't you go and boil the medicine?"

Mrs. Zhao left the room reluctantly.

"Mom, don't worry, call Cheng back before we go back."

Sun Xiaocao did not refuse. She was at a loss at the moment. The family really needed a man to take charge. Since the third son was unwilling to stay, she could only call the eldest grandson.

Zhao Decheng returned home in panic. On the way, Zhao Chenghe told him everything that had happened at home.

He did not panic when the villagers found out that he had taken credit for something. When he was expelled from the clan tree, he was still indignant and wanted to take revenge on the village. It was not until the villagers wanted to sue him that he panicked.

As for the fact that his grandfather had a stroke later, he didn't care about it. He comforted his grandmother and mother at home in an anxious mood, and then went to see his grandfather lying in bed.

From then on, the old man lying in bed was taken care of by Sun Xiaocao alone, and cooking and other housework were all left to Mrs. Zhao. The two were so tired that they could not straighten their backs all day long. Mrs. Zhao became more and more dissatisfied, and a family war was about to break out at any opportunity.