Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Mother Zhou watched in horror, clicking her tongue and saying, "Who knows what tricks this vixen is up to? Tsk tsk, look how ruthless she is! She cut the flesh so easily, it's all bloody... With two such big pieces cut off, will it really grow back? What if it just gets worse?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingting became even more excited. "I knew it! Su Wanqing must be holding a grudge against Uncle for what he said about her yesterday. This is settling a personal score! Cutting like this isn't treating an illness! Uncle used to be able to stand and crawl, and could barely take care of himself. After what she did, I think he'll be completely paralyzed and won't be able to move at all!"

Her eyes lit up. No, she had to quickly tell her second brother abroad and her married third sister this "good news"! She'd tell them that Su Wanqing had deliberately ruined her eldest uncle's life! She'd make them come back and teach that bitch a lesson!

Zhou's mother was also a little flustered by what she said: "You...you must be scare me! Su Wanqing can't really be that cruel, can she? This..." But looking at the mess of blood and flesh in the room, her heart was pounding.

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Tingting had already turned her head and walked quickly outside.

"Hey! Tingting, where are you going?" Zhou's mother asked urgently in a low voice.

Lin Tingting had already disappeared; she needed to hurry to the regimental headquarters to send a telegram!

Zhou's mother could only stand outside the door, anxiously waiting.

Inside the house, Uncle Ding turned his head to look at his cut wound. Although it didn't hurt, the visual impact was extremely strong. Looking at the bone fragments that had been violently pulled out, he felt a chill in his heart and was filled with uncertainty about whether his leg could ever heal.

Only Zhou Yanshen narrowed his eyes.

He realized he had underestimated his wife. Her technique, her skill, was far beyond the level of an ordinary hospital doctor! He had no idea where she had learned such skill.

He grew increasingly curious about his young wife's background and experiences. She seemed even more composed than some of the experts he had met at the military hospital.

But he suppressed his curiosity: he wouldn't ask what he shouldn't ask, and he wouldn't think about what he shouldn't think about. Only a fleeting thought couldn't help but cross his mind: if he and his wounded comrade had had skills like his wife back then, things wouldn't have come to this...

Su Wanqing sewed it up layer by layer, using a small amount of the enhanced spiritual spring water to promote growth in the deepest part. Finally, she bandaged it up, and from the outside, apart from the bulging dressing, she looked no different from a normal person.

"Alright. You can't get out of bed for the next few days, and you can't move your legs. It will hurt when the anesthesia wears off, but that's a good thing, it means your nerves and muscles are responding, so just bear with it."

Su Wanqing took off her gloves and explained the precautions. The main reason was that Su Wanqing hadn't brought much anesthetic from the hospital. Even after the tenfold return, Chen Xiuer used one dose, Ga Laosan used one dose, and Ding Dajiu used one dose, leaving only seven doses. They had to use them sparingly.

Uncle Ding's legs still felt numb and unreal. "I'm not afraid of pain! I'm not afraid of pain!"

At this moment, he was mostly bewildered and skeptical: Was the surgery really that simple? Would it really work?

Regardless of how anxious Uncle Ding was, Su Wanqing finished the surgery, neatly cleaned up the instruments and waste, and then turned to the stove in the outer room to prepare her fermented rice wine.

Zhou Yanshen happened to have a free moment, and he couldn't bear to see his wife busy again after her surgery, so he immediately came over and took the basin from her hands: "Wanqing, sit down and rest for a while. Just give me instructions, I'll do it."

His wife is really amazing; it seems like she can cook anything.

Su Wanqing was happy to have some free time, so she moved a small stool and sat down to the side. "Okay, then you can pour out the steamed rice first, spread it out and let it cool until it's warm to the touch, not too hot."

Zhou Yanshen did as instructed, his movements swift and efficient.

"Dissolve the yeast in warm water and mix it evenly into the rice. Yes, like that, mix it well."

"Find a clean earthenware pot, pack the mixed rice firmly, and make a small indentation in the center. Cover it with a clean gauze, then put a lid on top, and place it in a warm spot on the kang (heated brick bed). After about two or three days, when you smell the aroma of wine and water comes out of the indentation, it's ready."

Zhou Yanshen carried out the task meticulously, and at Su Wanqing's instruction, he made two large basins of food.

"Doing so much?" he asked.

"Hmm, make a lot and store it to eat slowly." Su Wanqing planned that after it was done, she would return ten times the amount to her space, which would allow her to stay indoors all winter.

Although there are still two months until the extreme cold, she has already begun to make some preparations.

Two large basins of fermented glutinous rice were ready after three days of fermentation. Su Wan returned early from the clinic, looking at the fermented glutinous rice, and was in a great mood. She decided to change up the dinner for everyone.

In each large bowl, scoop in some fermented glutinous rice mixed with a little water, crack in two eggs, add two dates, and a pinch of sugar, then steam for fifteen minutes.

I took half of the sesame oil chicken that Aunt Wang gave me, and the other half from my spatial storage to make a steamed chicken with fermented rice wine. It was tender, smooth, and fragrant. I also made a cucumber salad and a plate of braised eggplant from my spatial storage. With three dishes and a soup, dinner was ready.

Uncle Ding lay in bed for several days, screaming in pain, but his niece-in-law's meals every day tasted incredibly delicious.

When Zhou Yanshen and his mother returned from work, everyone sat down and saw the meal on the table. Despite their own thoughts, no one dared to cause trouble.

"Let's eat." Su Wanqing picked up her bowl first, took a delicious sip of the sweet fermented rice and egg soup, squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and then picked up a piece of steamed chicken with fermented rice. The chicken was coated with the aroma of wine, tender and sweet, so delicious that it made her feel soaring.

For a moment, only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the sounds of chewing food filled the dining table, creating a rare sense of harmony.

Lin Tingting ate the steamed chicken and felt it tasted even better than the one made by the master chef at the state-run restaurant! Waaah, no wonder my cousin is so infatuated with her, is it because her cooking is so delicious?

After the meal, Su Wanqing checked Ding Dajiu's wound as usual, "Uncle, how are you feeling today? Is it still very painful?"

These past few days she has to go to work and also check on the planting site whenever she has a spare moment, so she really doesn't have time to take care of Uncle Ding. Naturally, the job of caregiver falls to Lin Tingting.

Su Wanqing doesn't take care of others—no one can criticize her, because she needs to earn work points.

Lin Tingting needs to be taken care of—because she's not working and is "idle," and she's a relative or younger person, so if she doesn't take care of her, who will?

Lin Tingting felt like she had swallowed a fly whole; she was disgusted to the core, but she couldn't refute it at all!

Upon hearing Su Wanqing's question, Lin Tingting immediately seized the opportunity to vent her frustrations and began to complain.

"How can it not hurt? My uncle says it hurts terribly, and it's incredibly itchy! He can't sleep at night because of the pain, he's always groaning! He doesn't dare to scream loudly, he only dares to groan softly after you're all asleep. I think he's in so much pain he wants to bang his head against the wall! Su Wanqing, can't you make my uncle feel a little better? Can't you prescribe some good medicine? My uncle is suffering so much, it must be because your surgery wasn't done well, or you did it on purpose!"