Seeking Justice
Doctor Wu was angry at the lack of effort, feeling sorry and indignant for the poor Su Lanxiang.
After speaking, Doctor Wu and Guyu went to prepare medicine for Su Lanxiang, leaving Mrs. Sun to watch over her daughter, anxious and at a loss.
"Third Aunt, don't worry. Doctor Wu is highly skilled; Lanxiang will definitely be fine," Su Li comforted.
Mrs. Sun only nodded, tightly holding her daughter's hand without letting go.
Su Sanyun paced anxiously inside, looking at his barely conscious daughter, his entire presence radiating anger.
Su Shirong looked at his sister, feeling terribly distressed.
Suddenly, Su Sanyun grabbed Su Shirong's shoulders and said, "Shirong, come with me!"
"Father, where are you going so late?" Su Shirong asked.
"To seek justice for your sister!" Su Sanyun said grimly, heading out, with Su Shirong quickly following.
Su Li feared the father and son might act rashly and get into trouble, so she quickly had Qingmu take a few servants to follow them, and also sent steward Xiao Yuan to call Uncle Four.
After all, Uncle Four was an elder and the biological brother of Third Uncle; some matters Su Li couldn't handle, but Uncle Four could.
Uncle Four sighed after hearing Su Li's account: "Those two old fools are truly a curse! Not only a curse to me but also to Third Uncle's family! A Li, I'll go with Third Uncle to keep him from doing something rash."
Uncle Four and steward Xiao Yuan left the house, while Bailu stayed with Su Li to attend to her, worriedly saying, "Do you think they will get into trouble? Will there be a fight?"
Su Li said, "Uncle Four is sensible, and with steward Xiao Yuan there, nothing will happen. The men of the Su family are all cowards who pick on the weak; with so many of us going, they definitely won't dare to fight."
Meanwhile, the Su family members were counting the good things they had looted from Su Sanyun's house.
Although Old Lady Su was paralyzed, the crooked corners of her mouth curled into a smile, extremely pleased.
"I, I want that... that... quilt..." Old Lady Su looked at the quilt in Su Sanyun's house—it was better, cleaner, and thicker than her own worn one, and she was eager to have it.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, saliva dribbled down.
Mrs. Zhao also had her eyes on that quilt and refused to give it to Old Lady Su. She glared and said, "Oh mother, you're always wetting the kang. If you cover yourself with a new quilt, wouldn't that be wasting it? One pee and it becomes a stinky quilt. Just use your old one."
Old Lady Su was so angry her eyes bulged, whining, "I, I just want... that quilt..."
"Oh, what nonsense!" Mrs. Zhao interrupted impatiently. "If the quilt gets peed on, are you going to take it apart and wash it yourself? Huh? I'll have to wash it! Just sleep with your old quilt and stop wasting good things."
Mrs. Zhao said this while hugging the quilt and carrying it to her room, laying it on the bed, feeling its thickness and softness with satisfaction.
Old Lady Su angrily hammered the bed with her one functioning hand, "This is my... my son's house... I want..."
"Oh mother, are you annoying or what? Can you say less?" Mrs. Zhao looked fierce and said to Su Daqi, "I think mother just ate too much and is overfull. Don't feed her lunch tomorrow. Eating so much leads to more poop, pee, and fart trouble."
Su Daqi was examining a beast skin vest taken from Su Sanyun's bedside and casually replied.
Old Lady Su was furious. She now only ate one meal at noon, and barely a few bites at that, so she was never full. Now hearing Mrs. Zhao say she wouldn't even get lunch tomorrow, the old lady was livid.
A lifetime of being a wicked mother-in-law, suddenly paralyzed, and now tormented by her daughter-in-law—how could she swallow this humiliation?
Old Lady Su was so angry that although one side of her body was paralyzed, the other side still worked. She reached out for her cane, grabbed it hard, and knocked over the chamber pot beside her bed.
The feces and urine spilled all over the floor, filling the place with a foul stench.