Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket-Chapter 480 - 431: Farewell to Madam Feng

Yu Xiaolian looked at the soaking wet boy, and the more she looked, the more familiar he seemed. This boy was about eight or nine years old. Logically, she shouldn’t know him, but he looked very much like someone.

"Whose family are you from?" Yu Xiaolian asked the boy.

"My father is Zhao Kuo, but I’ve never met him. My mother said my father died many years ago.

The other side of the carriage is my home!" Zhao Xiaobao pointed with his dirty hand, still streaked with black mud, directly opposite the Yu Family.

Yu Xiaolian was startled.

Did Zhao Kuo not have only one daughter, Zhao Chunyu? When did he get a son? Could this child be a posthumous child?

"Is your mother Mrs. Feng?"

"Yes, sister, do you know my mother?" Zhao Ping’s eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

Since when did his mother know such a wealthy sister? Just the carriage seemed unreachable in a lifetime!

"Yes, I know her!" Yu Xiaolian nodded, "Is your mother at home?"

"At home, but my mother is sick and can’t see visitors!" Zhao Ping suddenly lowered his head.

His mother said she might have a heat illness, which is contagious. She locked herself in the room all day and refused to come out or let him in.

This morning, he had peeked at his mother through the window and got a scolding from her.

Zhao Ping was not angry from Feng’s scolding; instead, seeing his mother’s pale face, he wanted to catch a fish in the river to make fish soup for her nourishment.

"What illness does your mother have? Is she taking any medicine?" Yu Xiaolian got off the carriage, intending to visit the Zhao Family to see Mrs. Feng.

Zhao Ping raised his arm to block Yu Xiaolian’s path, "Sister, my mother can’t see people, she won’t even see me!"

Yu Xiaolian frowned, thinking of a possibility, "Could it be your mother has an epidemic?"

Zhao Ping hesitated for a moment, then heavily nodded, "My family has no money, since my mother fell ill, we haven’t consulted a doctor, and we don’t know if it’s an epidemic, but sister, you’d better not go to my house. I’m afraid my mother will infect you."

"Oh, Zhao Ping, you didn’t say your mother had an epidemic, and you still played with us. You’re so bad, I’m going to tell my uncle, people with epidemics are supposed to be burned."

The little boy, who had been running alongside Zhao Ping, accused him and then ran away. Hearing the word "epidemic," the other children also ran home in fear, some even crying as they ran.

"Luo Xiaobao, we swore brotherhood, and you betrayed me!"

Zhao Ping angrily picked up a stone and hurled it at Luo Xiaobao, but Luo Xiaobao had already run far away, the stone not even touching a strand of his hair.

"It’s over, this is bad, they will surely burn my mother," Zhao Ping said and ran back to his yard, shouting, "Mother, let’s go quickly, Luo Xiaobao went home to get his uncle, if we don’t leave, they might come to burn you!"

No matter how Zhao Ping knocked on the door, there was no response from inside where Mrs. Feng was.

Yu Xiaolian sensed something was wrong, she turned and said, "Cao Gen, kick the door open!" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Cao Gen used two kicks, and with a bang, the wooden door fell to the ground.

"Mother, mother, wake up... wake up... Luo Xiaobao went back for people, they’re going to burn you, let’s escape!" Zhao Ping began to shake Mrs. Feng’s body vigorously!

Just when Yu Xiaolian thought Mrs. Feng was already dead, she miraculously opened her eyes.

Mrs. Feng immediately saw Yu Xiaolian, but she thought it was a hallucination and quickly looked away.

"Ping’er, mother won’t make it, let them burn if they want, don’t stop them, you’re still young, no match for them.

After mother dies, go to Yangcheng to find your sister, see if her master family needs servants, you should think about selling yourself, only by selling yourself can you survive!

You must live well, my son!" Mrs. Feng struggled to push Zhao Ping away, "Stay away from mother, be good, it will be bad if you’re infected!"

"Mother, you’re going to die, what could be worse? If you die, I won’t live either, I’m only nine, even if I sell myself, no one would want me, I’d rather die with you." Zhao Ping stubbornly held onto Mrs. Feng’s head, as if determined to share life and death with his mother.

"Auntie, do you remember me?" Yu Xiaolian covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and walked in, "I am Yu Xiaolian, Yu Changhe’s daughter. In these years away, I’ve learned a little medicine. Would you be willing to let me take your pulse?"