Chapter 70: A Garden Full of Green, A Room Full of Dancing Plants

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Then why did you turn her down? Are you stupid?” Wang Mingbao widened his eyes.

“I told her I’ll buy her dinner another day. It’s a little dangerous to go back to the hill at night,” said Wang Yao calmly.

“Hey, you! I’ve got nothing to say!” said Wang Mingbao.

After saying goodbye to Wang Mingbao, Wang Yao parked his car at home before returning to the hill.

“Where is the eagle from?” asked Zhang Xiuying as soon as she saw Wang Yao.

“Sorry, I forgot to tell you about the eagle. I hope it didn’t scare you,” said Wang Yao. It just occurred to him he forgot to tell his mother about the eagle.

“That’s fine. San Xian is here with me,” said Zhang Xiuying. “What happened to its wings?”

“It was injured and fell into the herbal field. It can’t fly for now so I applied some trauma herbs on its wound,” said Wang Yao.

“I see, have you bought an apartment?” asked Zhang Xiuying.

“Yes, I bought one on the 3rd floor,” said Wang Yao.

“How big?”

“130 square meters.”

“That’s a big apartment! How much does it cost?”

“About 800 thousand yuan,” replied Wang Yao.

“So expensive!” exclaimed Zhang Xiuying.

“It’s not too bad. You can’t even buy a place of 20 square meters with 800 thousand in Beijing and Shanghai, where the properties are really expensive!” Even Wang Yao didn’t think he could afford an apartment in the big cities like Beijing and Shanghai.

“I don’t like big cities anyway. The air is so polluted there. You can’t even see the sun during the day. People get sick all the time there,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“Right, I prefer our village. We have the hill, the lake and the forest,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

He had become more and more fond of the countryside lifestyle.

“Yes. It would be even better if I had a grandchild!” said Zhang Xiuying.

“Hey, Saturday is coming, will my sister come home?” Wang Yao tried to change the topic immediately. He wanted his mother to focus on his sister.

“She said she will come home,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“Okay, I’ll pick her up!” said Wang Yao.

“Right, you should go to town more often. There are more girls in the town!” said Zhang Xiuying.

“I see. I see. Mom it’s time to cook dinner, be careful on your way back,” said Wang Yao.

It took Wang Yao some effort to send his mother away. He went to check on the eagle and gave it some ancient spring water to drink. He didn’t dilute the water at all.

The magical water should be able to help its wounds recover. Like San Xiao, the eagle seemed to know the water was uncommon. It started to drink.

To be honest, it was the first time Wang Yao saw an eagle drinking water. It was funny to watch. Wang Yao stayed with the eagle for a while before going back to his cottage.

He made himself a cup of tea and took out a scripture.

Looking at his green herbal field, he felt very peaceful.

It was very quiet on the hill.

Wang Yao started to read the scripture aloud. San Xian was listening to him reading quietly outside the cottage. The eagle flapped its wings from time to time.

Time was passing by slowly and quietly.

It started to get dark.

Wang Yao went back home to have dinner with his family. He found his father didn’t look happy.

“What happened dad?” asked Wang Yao.

“Your granduncle went to the hospital today to have a check-up as he didn’t feel well. The doctor found he’s got bowel cancer, late stage,” said Zhang Xiuying.

Wang Yao stayed silent.

He was thinking about his granduncle. He was a thin elderly man, always smiled, loved smoking and drinking a bit of wine. His grand auntie passed away a long time ago, leaving his granduncle a single father. It was not easy to bring up all the kids alone. After the kids had grown up, his granduncle didn’t want to move to town. He preferred to stay in the village as a farmer where he continued to farm the land and herd the sheep. He visited Wang Yao’s house occasionally. He was over 70 years old now. Wang Yao just saw him herd the sheep on the hill a few days ago.

“What did the doctor say about his condition?” asked Wang Yao.

“What can they say? It is cancer, what can they do about cancer?” said Zhang Xiuying.

That’s why his dad didn’t look happy. After all it was his uncle.

“Can you go to town with me tomorrow?” asked Wang Fenghua.

“Sure,” said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao returned to the hill after dinner. He had been thinking about his granduncle.

Cancer was like the death penalty to people as it was unlikely it could be cured.

Some cancer patients could live longer, but their quality of life would decline dramatically and they had to tolerate the physical and psychological pain.

Are there any magical formulas or licorice roots in the system that can cure cancer?

Wang Yao opened the system panel, but he didn’t find any formulas, herbs or licorice roots that could be used to cure cancer. He also didn’t get any prompts or answers from the system either.

Maybe it is because of my low level.

The next morning, Wang Yao got up early to work in the herbal field. His mother came to the hill at 9 am to look after the herbal field for him. He drove to town with his father to visit his granduncle.

He bought some presents for his granduncle before going to the hospital. Wang Yao hadn’t seen his granduncle for some time.

At the hospital, his granduncle was weak, frail, and skinny. His uncles and aunties were sitting next to the hospital bed—they all looked sad.

“Maybe we should take dad to the hospital in Wei City, where they are better equipped,” said one of the uncles.

“It won’t make a difference,” said another uncle.

It was depressing in the hospital room.

Wang Yao’s father was a quiet man. In situations like this, he was even quieter. He asked how his uncle was and then stopped talking. He just lifted his head from time to time to have a look at the elderly man lying on the bed.

Wang Yao’s grandpa passed away 3 years ago. His grandpa had 2 brothers. The one in the hospital was the younger brother. The other brother died when he was a teenager.

Wang Yao wanted to help, but he didn’t know how.

Maybe the Regather Soup could work. Wang Yao’s eyes brightened.

The two of them didn’t stay long in the hospital. Their relatives walked them out.

Wang Yao met Tong Wei unexpectedly in the hospital lounge.

“Hi, Wang Yao, how come you are here?” asked Tong Wei.

“My dad and I came to visit a relative,” said Wang Yao.

“Hello, uncle” Tong Wei turned to Wang Yao’s father with a smile.

“Hello,” Wang Fenghua smiled too. He seemed to be happy to see Tong Wei too.

“Do you have time this morning?” asked Tong Wei.

“Well, I have to take my dad home,” said Wang Yao.

“No need! I’ll take the bus, you stay!” said Wang Fenghua immediately.

“How about we all have lunch together? My treat,” said Tong Wei with a smile.

“Thank you, but I really have to go,” said Wang Yao, “Okay, dad, let me drive you to the bus stop.”

“I know where the bus stop is,” said Wang Fenghua.

“Let me drive you,” said Wang Yao.

“I’ll call you later then,” said Tong Wei.

“Okay, sounds good,” said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao drove his father to the bus top after saying goodbye to Tong Wei.