paranoianovel Chapter 2 Gratitude
Chapter 2 Gratitude
"here it is……"
Chen Qiyuan woke up from his sleep and the first thing he saw was a yellowed old mosquito net. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the room's furnishings, instantly remembering what happened last night.
"Oh right, I time-traveled."
He exhaled a breath of stale air and opened the panel to take a look.
Name: Chen Qiyuan
[Practice Technique: Hunyuan Stance (Beginner 31/100)]
Martial Arts Skill: Tiger Form Fist (Beginner 57/100)
He immediately felt relieved.
Although he transmigrated, and although this world is dangerous, rife with martial artists, and chaotic, he has a cheat code.
On Earth, he was just an ordinary cow or horse, his parents had passed away, and there was nothing for him to miss.
"Xiao Yuan, are you awake?"
Just then, there was a knock on the door; it was her aunt, Chen Xiaoling.
Chen Qiyuan got up and went to open the door. Seeing the bruises on her face, he felt a surge of anger and asked, "Auntie, does it still hurt?"
"I'm fine. How's your injury?" Chen Xiaoling turned to the side so he wouldn't see the injury on her face, and asked with concern.
"It's alright now."
Chen Qiyuan touched the back of his head; the pain was gone.
That was originally a fatal wound that would have killed the original owner. But after he transmigrated, the wound miraculously healed.
"Okay then." Chen Xiaoling felt relieved and urged, "It's getting late, we should go to the martial arts school. Here, take this with you."
Chen Qiyuan took the small cloth bag handed to him by his aunt. It felt heavy in his hand; it contained the ten taels of silver that she had fought desperately to get back the night before.
This money was for his martial arts lessons. The tuition at the martial arts school was five taels a month, and this was for two months' tuition.
He looked serious. "Auntie, tell me honestly. Where did this money come from?"
My aunt is an embroiderer who makes a living by embroidering. For someone from a lower socioeconomic background, her income is not low.
But with Wang Dawei, a gambling addict, in the family, he comes home every now and then to take money, so it's impossible to save any money at all.
Ten taels of silver is a huge sum for an ordinary family. It's enough to cover their expenses for several years.
The original owner managed to scrape together her first tuition fee by pawning the only valuable thing she had brought from home.
Where did my aunt get ten taels of silver?
Chen Xiaoling didn't dare to look him in the eye and said somewhat evasively, "Don't worry about that. Just focus on practicing martial arts. As long as you, Xiaoyuan, become successful, it will be worth it for your aunt to suffer any hardship."
After marrying Wang Dawei, she gave birth to three daughters. This is why she has always been submissive and submissive to him all these years.
Several years ago, she took in her homeless nephew, partly out of selfishness. Firstly, she thought that after she passed away, this nephew would be there to take care of her in her final days.
Secondly, he was also the last bloodline of the Chen family.
Chen Xiaoling has indeed treated this nephew like her own son over the past few years, and this nephew is grateful for her kindness. Every time Wang Dawei makes a move, he will stand up to protect her, but each time he will be injured more severely than she is.
My nephew wants to go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts because he can't beat Wang Dawei and wants to learn some fist and foot skills.
Looking at her expression, Chen Qiyuan had already guessed what was going on and asked, "Is it Er Ya? She didn't go to the embroidery workshop as an apprentice, did she?"
Er Ya is Chen Xiaoling's second daughter, the same age as him. A couple of days ago, the aunt told the original owner that Er Ya had gone to work as an apprentice at an embroidery shop and would no longer be living at home.
The original owner had no doubts whatsoever.
Chen Xiaoling's expression stiffened, and her gaze darted away. "Don't ask anymore."
Chen Qiyuan grasped her hand. "Auntie, tell me, where did Er Ya go?"
Only after his repeated questioning did Chen Xiaoling tell the truth.
Er Ya was sent by her to work as a maid in a wealthy family surnamed Bai. The ten taels of silver were the money she received after signing the indenture.
"I had no choice. Her father mentioned last time that she should marry Master Du as his second wife. How could that be? That old man is practically dead..."
As Chen Xiaoling spoke, she wiped away her tears, and by the end she was sobbing uncontrollably.
Chen Qiyuan's face was ashen. He gripped the money his cousin had earned in exchange for her freedom, walked towards his aunt's room, and suddenly pushed the door open.
Wang Dawei was lying on the bed with a wad of cloth stuffed in his mouth. When he saw it was him, his face turned red and he started making excited "woo woo" noises.
Last night he kept cursing, and Chen Qiyuan found it noisy, so he gagged him with a cloth.
It has to be said that to have such energy despite a severe spinal fracture, this person's physical condition is truly remarkable.
[Wang Dawei was enraged, and his mental state faltered. Your Tiger Form Fist technique seized the opportunity to steal ten points of proficiency from him.]
Chen Qiyuan's mind was flooded with insights into boxing techniques once again. He rushed forward and slapped him twice, causing the gag in his mouth to fall out.
"You little beast—" Wang Dawei finally managed to utter the curse aloud.
Chen Qiyuan grabbed his face, his gaze icy. "If you dare utter another curse, believe me, I'll rip your tongue out!"
Fear flashed in Wang Dawei's eyes; he knew that this little beast was absolutely capable of such a thing.
[Wang Dawei was gripped by fear, his mind clouded, and your "Hun Yuan Zhuang" technique seized the opportunity to steal ten points of proficiency from him.]
Chen Qiyuan felt the heat flowing through his body and saw the fear on Wang Dawei's face. He sneered and stuffed the cloth back into Wang Dawei's mouth.
"Aunt, please ask Doctor Zhang to come and take a look at him later. Don't let him die." He can't die before he's drained this gambling addict dry.
"it is good."
Chen Xiaoling was initially worried that he might be blinded by hatred and do something foolish, but now she was finally relieved.
"Also, don't remove the cloth from his mouth, lest he talk nonsense."
"Um."
After what happened last night, Chen Xiaoling, who already lacked her own opinions, naturally listened to her nephew's every word.
After giving his instructions, Chen Qiyuan left, carrying the ten taels of silver that were burning his hand in his pocket.
It was still dark, and the cool morning breeze brushed against his face, dispelling the restlessness in his heart.
As soon as he stepped outside, he ran into his neighbor, Aunt Zhang, who asked with concern, "Xiao Yuan, who got hurt last night?"
The neighbors were well aware of the Wang family's situation.
Although Chen Xiaoling was pitiful, Wang Dawei had practiced martial arts before, and even three or five strong men couldn't get close to her. So, even if the neighbors felt sorry for her, they didn't dare to interfere in their family's affairs. At most, they would offer a few words of comfort in private.
Chen Qiyuan sighed, "My uncle drank too much last night and got into a drunken rage. He accidentally fell and hit his head, and now he can't walk."
Aunt Zhang was stunned. "Such a thing really happened?"
"Who says otherwise? My poor uncle, I'm afraid he'll be bedridden for the rest of his life. Aunt Zhang, I have to go to the martial arts school, I'll be going now."
When Aunt Zhang heard him describe Wang Dawei as pitiful, she almost couldn't keep her composure.
Everyone in Wangjia Lane knows how much Chen Qiyuan hates his uncle Wang Dawei. He even spent a lot of money to learn martial arts at a martial arts school in order to deal with him.
She wouldn't be surprised at all if he mastered his skills and killed Wang Dawei one day.
After watching Chen Qiyuan leave, Aunt Zhang immediately went to the Wang family to visit Chen Xiaoling. She found Wang Dawei lying on the bed like a dead dog, his mouth gagged with a rag. Where was his former imposing manner?
She thought to herself that he deserved it, and holding Chen Xiaoling's hand, she was happy for her, "Sister, you can finally escape this misery. If you ask me, just leave him alone, throw him in the woodshed and let him fend for himself..."
"That won't do. No matter what, he's Er Ya and San Ya's father. Sister Zhang, please sit down. I'll go and fetch Doctor Zhang to take a look at him."
Aunt Zhang, bewildered and shocked, exclaimed, "You even called a doctor for him? Sister, have you forgotten how he treated you before?"
"This is also Xiao Yuan's idea."
After hearing this, Aunt Zhang was deeply moved. "Xiao Yuan is such a good child. He can forgive past grievances and repay kindness."
She naturally assumed that Chen Qiyuan was acting out of gratitude for Wang Dawei's kindness in taking him in years ago. After Wang Dawei was injured, he not only did not take advantage of his misfortune, but also called a doctor for him.
What a wonderful virtue this is.