บท 3: II. Space
Outside the Luo Family's door, a crowd of villagers had already gathered to watch the bustle. They had long become accustomed to the trouble at the Luo's place. But everyone was somewhat surprised to see that this time, it wasn't Sister Luo Shu and her siblings who were at a disadvantage, but Wang Liying.
"What's going on here? Wang Liying, that old woman, actually got the short end of the stick? This is truly the first time I've witnessed such a thing."
"I just heard Wang Liying yell that her hand was broken by Luo Shu."
"How could that be possible? I've watched that girl grow up; with her placid nature, how could she possibly break Wang Liying's hand? It must have been Wang Liying's fault, trying to pin it on Luo Shu after breaking it herself."
"That's right, Wang Liying is no pushover. Who could bully her? The three Luo siblings really do have a hard life!"
Luo Daya and Luo Erya couldn't believe what Wang Liying had said either, but since their mother put it that way, even if it wasn't Luo Shu who had acted, it surely had something to do with her.
"You little b*tch, daring to hit my mother, I'm definitely going to teach you a lesson today." Luo Daya rolled up her sleeves, revealing her thick, dark arms. When it came to strength, she was certainly much stronger than Luo Shu.
Luo Shu crossed her arms over her chest, watching Luo Daya with a cold laugh, "Come on then, you can keep your mother company."
"Daya… Mother is in so much pain… Let's go to the clinic quickly," Wang Liying certainly didn't think Luo Shu was just bluffing Daya. Today's Luo Shu was rather eerie; she didn't want to provoke her any further.
Luo Daya was about to rush up and teach Luo Shu a lesson, but upon hearing Wang Liying's words, she spat toward Luo Shu, "You just wait!" After that, she turned and, together with Luo Erya, helped the moaning and groaning Wang Liying make their way to the clinic.
Seeing this scene, the villagers watching the commotion were even more astonished.
"Something's not right here. How come Wang Liying is so agreeable today?"
"Probably because her hand injury is serious. Serves her right!"
"Exactly. As the saying goes, 'a stepmother leads to a stepfather.' Ever since Luo Jiansen married that woman, Wang Liying, what sort of life have the three Luo children lived? It's pitiful!"
"Ah, let's not talk about it. Everyone, let's disperse."
Although they sympathized with the three Luo siblings, at most, they could occasionally provide some food, since no family was well off at the moment.
"Sister, are you really alright?" Luo Shan looked Luo Shu up and down. She was still somewhat unable to accept what had just happened. Since when had her sister become so powerful, so easily breaking Wang Liying's hand?
Luo Shu smiled and shook her head, "I just have a headache, I'll go lie down inside." She already knew the era in which she was living; it was time to properly plan for her own future.
If this was indeed Yan Country from her time, then Uncle Lu should also be here, young at this point. If he truly was here, she would definitely find him, and this time, she'd never let go. In her past life, he had never married; this life, she was determined not to let him live alone, and she didn't want to have any regrets.
"Then I'll just wash clothes at the door, Sister, call me if you need anything." Luo Shan moved to the side, took the wooden basin filled with dirty clothes to the door, and sat down on a small stool to start washing.
Luo Shu smiled and nodded, walking into the room and sitting down by the bed. She lifted her right sleeve and looked at her wrist, where a plum blossom-shaped red birthmark was visible, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. It indeed came with her.
This plum blossom-shaped red mark wasn't a real birthmark, but her personal space. In this space, there lay the accumulations of countless years of the Luo Family.
The Luo Family had been medical practitioners for generations, and it was said that an ancestor of theirs had been a disciple of the 'Ancestor of Medicine' Bian Que. One day, after Bian Que returned from seeking wisdom outside, he gave each of his disciples a plum blossom, which remained eternally fresh and indestructible.
By chance, the Luo ancestor discovered that the plum blossom was a space and then planted many medicinal herbs within it.
Thus, the Plum Blossom Space was passed down from generation to generation. Among each generation of the Luo Family's successors, only one person would be fated with the Plum Blossom Space and was able to contract with it. She was precisely the inheritor of the Plum Blossom Space of her generation.
Closing her eyes and with a thought, Luo Shu's consciousness entered the Plum Blossom Space. The space was filled with various rare medicinal herbs, including Ginseng, Lingzhi, Polygonum multiflorum, Cordyceps, and countless others. The oldest of the herbs were over two thousand years old.
Luo Shu approached a pool beside the herb fields and scooped up some of the spring water to drink. The water was refreshingly sweet, instantly relaxing her entire body, and her headache vanished immediately.
This pool was condensed from the essence of the Plum Blossom Space, able to produce only three drops of essence a day. Therefore, this pool was the result of countless years of accumulation by the Luo Family.
"Bang!" A loud noise reached Luo Shu's ears.
Luo Shu opened her eyes and saw a tall, burly middle-aged man with a fierce face standing in front of her. Luo Shan, following behind him, had tears on her face and a swollen palm print, clearly indicating she had been hit.
"You good-for-nothing, you even dare to hit your own mother. Do you have the gall to rebel? I won't stop until I beat you to death today," Luo Jiansen glared viciously at Luo Shu, reaching for her collar in an attempt to drag her off the bed.
He had just finished work when he heard people discussing their family's affairs, so he stopped to ask a few questions. Learning that Wang Liying's hand had been broken by Luo Shu, he could hardly believe it. After returning, he questioned that wretched girl Luo Shan, who was evasive and couldn't explain clearly.
Luo Shu wouldn't let Luo Jiansen catch her. Dodging his hand, she kicked him in the stomach with one swift move. Having been somewhat weak before, she had recovered substantially after drinking the Spiritual Spring Water. With the moves she had learned before, she had more than enough skill to deal with Luo Jiansen.
"Ugh!" Luo Jiansen grunted and stumbled back several steps.
He looked at Luo Shu in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock. Had this worthless girl become possessed? She even dared to kick him?
Luo Shan was once again shocked by the scene before her. Had her sister gone mad with fever? That was their father, after all.
Luo Shu got off the bed and walked slowly to Luo Jiansen, her gaze icy, "If you dare to lay a hand on us again, I will cripple you!"
Luo Jiansen couldn't help but shiver, fury rising rapidly in his heart as he remembered he was her father. He swiftly ran to the side, picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm, and swung it at Luo Shu, "You wretched b*tch, you good-for-nothing, I'll kill you today!"
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