newbobooks Chapter 2 An Urgent Need
Chapter 2 An Urgent Need
Good grief, this is playing the decadent card!
I really thought he was just too hungry to get up!
His younger siblings were all working to earn work points, and even his two nephews and nieces were with him. But the person who should have been supporting the Lu family was now lying in bed in a daze, looking like he was about to die.
Lu Guobin immediately became furious.
As farmers, we don't have so much sentimentality. It's inevitable to be sad when family members pass away, but even if we are sad, we won't be as sad as Lu Yuanqing.
Lu Guobin approached aggressively, intending to lecture him, but as he took those few steps, he couldn't help but think of the deceased members of the Lu family, and the group of children in his family who were now a few years old and not yet grown up. With so much pressure, who wouldn't break down?
He swallowed back the words he wanted to say.
Lu Guobin sighed, "Xiao San, your uncle knows you're suffering, but think about Ming Nan and the others. When your eldest and second brothers were alive, they loved you the most. Now that they're gone, no matter how sad you are, you still have to live your life, right? Cheer up."
When Zhao Zhongcai arrived at the door, he saw that Lu Yuanqing looked utterly hopeless and didn't want to live anymore. Seeing Lu Guobin trying to comfort him, and thinking that it was always easier to talk to relatives, he didn't go in.
Lu Yuanqing already knew the person's information when the person approached.
The Lu family lives in Shihua Village, and their closest relatives are Lu Guobin's family.
However, he still didn't want to move.
Not only do they not want to talk to me psychologically, but they also don't feel physically able.
The original owner fainted two days ago after receiving news of his second brother Lu Yuanjun's death. In the past two days, he has been kept alive by the younger members of the Lu family feeding him water. Otherwise, given his weak state and lack of food, he might not have been able to get Lu Yuanqing's attention.
He was so hungry that he was dizzy and lightheaded, and even getting out of bed was difficult. In addition, he had no will to live, so he just lay on the bed in a daze, wondering when he would meet the King of Hell.
Lu Guobin was a rough man and didn't have much eloquence to persuade anyone. After talking for a long time, he kept repeating the same thing: he should be strong and cheer up to raise his child.
Lu Yuanqing was too weak; otherwise, he would have at least groaned.
However, she could still roll her eyes, and she did so to Lu Guobin several times in a row.
Fortunately, the room was dimly lit, and Lu Guobin didn't get too close, otherwise he would have seen Lu Guobin rolling his eyes repeatedly.
Lu Yuanqing remained silent throughout, and Lu Guobin's attempts to reason with him were to no avail. In the end, he could only leave with Zhao Zhongcai.
They were still at work! They had only rushed over to make arrangements for Lu Yuanqing's funeral because they thought he was dead.
It seems he can still hold on for now, but I don't know when he'll come to his senses.
As soon as the two left, Lu Yuanhuan brought in a bowl of wild vegetable porridge.
"Third brother, please eat something!" Lu Yuanhuan said, sobbing.
It wasn't that she liked to cry; it was just that before Lu Guobin and the others arrived, she had already brought in a bowl of wild vegetable porridge, but Lu Yuanqing wouldn't eat it at all.
The first person in the family was Lu's mother, who shared her bowl of porridge with them. Then it was his eldest sister-in-law, followed by his second sister-in-law, and finally Lu's father and eldest brother.
Lu Yuanhuan was terrified, terrified that Lu Yuanqing would also die.
"Third brother..."
Crying, crying, crying again.
Lu Yuanqing rolled his eyes. The little girl was crying very sadly, but he had to hold on and not eat her food, otherwise he would owe her a favor.
Having incurred a debt of gratitude, he had to get up and work tirelessly, like a beast of burden, to support these kids.
During a famine? Are you kidding me?
In this life, with its birth and death, it's best to accept things as they are.
He doesn't have the ability to support so many people. He knows his own limitations. Why should he continue to live such a difficult life when things are already so tough?
Although his life was a little short, he never suffered from hardship growing up and lived a relatively comfortable 22 years, so he didn't have many regrets.
Lu Yuanqing never imagined that one day he would not want to live because of the pressure of life; it was truly an extraordinary experience.
Just as one person was crying with a bowl in their hand and the other was lying motionless on the bed like a corpse, Lu Yuanbo rushed in, snatched the bowl from Lu Yuanhuan's hand, and started pouring it into Lu Yuanqing's mouth, his tone extremely agitated: "What are you crying for? If he won't eat, just force it down his throat!"
"Cough, vomit, cough..."
Lu Yuanqing hadn't expected him to be so rude. He was too weak to stop him, and he was forced to drink wild vegetable water by grabbing his chin. The water he couldn't swallow flowed down his neck, and he was so uncomfortable that he quickly pushed Lu Yuanbo away.
The Lu Yuanbo I remember was always so irritable, often fighting with his peers in the village, but I don't remember him ever being so disrespectful to the original owner of this body.
"See, this works perfectly." Lu Yuanbo said smugly to Lu Yuanhuan after finishing his drink.
Lu Yuanhuan paid no attention to him, patting Lu Yuanqing's back repeatedly and asking with concern, "Third Brother, are you alright?"
"Fourth Brother, really! Third Brother is still very weak, how could you just force-feed him like that!"
Lu Yuanbo's stomach was growling with hunger, and upon hearing this, he angrily roared, "If I don't feed him like this, he still won't eat!"
He didn't want Lu Yuanqing to die.
"Stop, stop filming!" Lu Yuanqing waved away the hand on his back, not caring about the two of them. After he recovered, he looked for something to wipe his neck.
Lu Yuanbo truly lives up to everyone's assessment of him—simple-minded but physically strong.
"You must be hungry too, go out and have some wild vegetable porridge..." Lu Yuanqing dismissed them.
"Third Brother, are you really alright?" Lu Yuanhuan asked with concern.
Lu Yuanqing shook his head, waved his hand, and told them to go out first.
He really didn't want to talk to them.
I just wanted to spend my last day quietly, but with my body in such bad shape, I might really close my eyes tomorrow.
Moreover, given the dire circumstances of this family, perhaps the original owner's younger siblings, nephews, and nieces were all secretly thinking that food was limited, and if they were to share a bite with this dying man, wouldn't they have to eat one less bite?
Unexpectedly, the original owner's two younger siblings were eager to feed him.
When the original owner of the body voluntarily gave it to him on the condition that he raise the children in the family, Lu Yuanqing subconsciously assumed that they were the original owner's own children, and in terms of quantity, he also assumed that they were one child.
It turned out that none of the children were his, and there was more than one.
The seven children are: the original owner's fourth brother Lu Yuanbo, fifth sister Lu Yuanhuan, eldest brother's eldest daughter Lu Mingxi, son Lu Mingnan, second brother's eldest son Lu Mingdong, and twins who have just turned two years old, the older sister named Lu Mingbei and the younger brother named Lu Mingzhong.
At present, the family only has a basket of wild vegetables and no grain.
Lu Yuanqing has now consumed quite a bit of wild vegetables.
The original owner's younger siblings had already left. Lu Yuanqing wiped his neck clean, lay back down exhausted, and felt that things were about to go wrong.
He doesn't seem to feel anything even though he's not eating anything.
But now, after drinking a bowl of wild vegetable soup, he felt incredibly hungry, and his stomach started growling.
Because he couldn't accept having to raise so many babies, he felt that life was meaningless. But now, with the discomfort in his stomach, he no longer had any thoughts of despair. His mind was filled with memories of the delicious food he used to eat.
Braised pork belly, braised spare ribs, pork hock, and so on kept flashing through my mind. Wait, why is it all meat?
Lu Yuanqing was conflicted. Should he get up and find something to eat? Then it would be his responsibility to take care of the kids at home.
Or should I close my eyes and wait to die?
But once that feeling passed, he didn't feel so suicidal anymore.
Tsk, that damned Lu Yuanbo, that damned wild vegetable water.
Just as he was struggling with his decision and couldn't make a decision, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Yuanqing pricked up his ears and heard the children calling him "Uncle".
After thinking about it, he got out of bed and went outside.
"Yuan Qing!"
"Third Brother!"
"Uncle Three!"
Lu Yuanqing recognized the stern face from his memory, stepped forward, and called out, "Uncle!"
Lu Guobin was pleased that he got out of bed, feeling that his words from that afternoon had worked, but his expression remained largely unchanged: "Yuanqing, take this."
He came to deliver food.
As he spoke, he pulled out a small bag from behind him and stuffed it into Lu Yuanqing's hand.
Lu Yuanqing did not answer.
"Uncle, I can't accept this!" Lu Yuanqing immediately refused.
Every family is struggling these days, and he understands very well that Lu Guobin's family also has a heavy burden. If he gives their grain to them, what will happen to his own family?
"Take it!" Lu Guobin said sternly. "You'd better pull yourself together; this family still needs you!"
Lu Guobin had no choice! His family was poor, and the amount of food he could give was already the maximum he could manage. He didn't know how much his wife would complain when he got home!
But he couldn't just stand by and watch the other person starve to death!
Lu Guobin stuffed it in, but Lu Yuanqing didn't take it; he ended up throwing it on the ground.
Without waiting for Lu Yuanqing to speak again, he turned and left.
“Uncle…” Lu Yuanqing extended Er Kang’s hand.