8: Chapter 8 Don’t Be Too Greedy 8: Chapter 8 Don’t Be Too Greedy “Big brother, her last na wasn’t originally Tang, was it?” Tang Chuxia asked and then looked toward Tang Jianguo.
“Nonsense!”
Tang Jianguo held her head down, “Stop overthinking things!”
But Tang Chuxia wasn’t the only one overthinking; Tang Jianbing was too.
“Big brother, I also think sothing is off.
Logically speaking, our family isn’t so poor that we can’t lift the lid off our pot, so why would grandfather and grandmother take Wanqiu to live in the old house?
Normally, they don’t let us go back to visit them either.”
Little things that usually seed fine, when stacked together, began to reveal so issues.
Tang Chuxia nodded vigorously.
“Right!
My frail health is my own problem, and our parents didn’t take much care of either; it was always the brothers who worried.
My little sister is very healthy, yet she was the one sent away.
Who wouldn’t start to wonder?”
Tang Jianguo held down both their heads: “Stop overthinking.
As long as she shares the Tang last na, she’s still part of the Tang Family—do you two rember that?”
Tang Chuxia and Tang Jianbing exchanged glances and instantly understood.
The big brother couldn’t speak about it, but that didn’t an their guess was wrong.
They both obediently nodded in agreent, promising not to speak of Tang Wanqiu’s matters.
Only then did Tang Jianguo react, grabbing Tang Chuxia’s wrist: “How did you catch a cold?”
Tang Chuxia shrank her neck and hid behind Tang Jianbing.
It was a joke.
The original owner’s older brother was extrely indulgent of his sister.
To take care of her, all four brothers in the family had learned so traditional dicine for a while just in case she overexerted herself and needed to be spotted right away.
A habit becos nature, an unconscious examination revealed sothing amiss.
Seeing her secret exposed, Tang Chuxia had no choice but to stamp her foot and say, “Big brother, after everything Hu Mingcheng said yesterday, wouldn’t it make sense for to feel upset and faint, falling into a puddle?”
Tang Jianguo held onto her wrist, refusing to let her escape, and said coldly, “You think I’m easy to fool?
Your body isn’t just suffering from the cold; your pulse is chaotic too.
Are you going to tell the truth or not?”
He had thought Tang Jianguo’s dical skills were only diocre, but who would have thought that his pulse diagnosis was so formidable?
Tang Chuxia opened her mouth to fabricate so lie, but eting Tang Jianguo’s serious gaze, her eyes imdiately reddened.
She had no choice but to tell the truth.
Fortunately, she still had her wits about her and didn’t dare talk about the ambiguous monts with Gu Beihuai, only saying she gambled on a lone throw without the courage, eventually falling into the water to alleviate the drug’s effect.
Tang Jianguo slapped the tea table beside him; its wooden pattern instantly cracked, showing just how angry he was.
Tang Jianbing beside him looked like he was about to explode with anger too.
“Why didn’t you say sothing sooner?
For the sake of that ‘thing,’ what are you protecting him for?”
Tang Jianbing paced in place while Tang Chuxia felt sowhat embarrassed.
“I was wrong!”
Knowing how much her two brothers doted on their sister, she quickly admitted her mistake, clasping her hands together and looking at them with tearful eyes.
The two brothers pointed at Tang Chuxia, too angry to speak coherently.
But ultimately, they still cared for their sister and told her to go lie down quickly.
Tang Jianguo wrote a prescription and had the younger brother go get the dicine, but he also warned Tang Chuxia, “Don’t worry about the going to the countryside thing.
If the job opportunity falls through, then falls through.
At worst, your brother will find a man for you to have a fake marriage with!”
He didn’t dare promise to secure Tang Chuxia a job with a formal appointnt, knowing it was too difficult in the short term.
Tang Chuxia obediently nodded, not daring to disagree.
The body was already frail, and now it was tired, so I closed my eyes to rest.
Tang Jianguo carefully checked the coal stove.
The seal was safe, and the chimney was properly emitting smoke before he securely closed the doors and windows to leave.
He stood at the doorway, looking at Tang Wanqiu’s room for a long while before finally stepping out.
He first went to the post office to call his wife, looking for a way to possibly arrange a job for Tang Chuxia, and then he went directly to his mother’s workplace.
Compared to the suspicions of his younger siblings, he had so feelings about the situation.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he intended to ask his mother for clarity.
Tang Chuxia had slept and sweated profusely, slowly feeling the discomfort in her body dissipate, followed by a sense of emptiness.
She picked up a wooden plank beside the bed, seven or eight centiters thick, which she couldn’t grasp with one hand.
Tang Chuxia weighed the piece of wood in her hand and, with a slight exertion of her fingers, the wood shattered and fell to the ground.
Ohhhhh!
This damned ability had co along with her.
In her past life, this divine power, completely at odds with her physique, had caused her no small trouble.
Later, in order to control her power, she beca a chanical designer.
Given her family’s wealth, she sought to understand her body by traveling the world, looking for various mysterious individuals to ensure she wasn’t a freak.
Before she transmigrated, her global journey was nearly complete.
During this process, she learned a great deal and ca to an understanding with her body.
She just never expected that soul transmigration could also bring along divine power.
She only hoped to avoid accidents in the future—for if she were exposed, she would probably be captured for research.
Having divine power was one thing, but she also had a Golden Finger; ever since she could rember, a spring of water existed in her mind, slowly healing her body from the damage caused by using divine power.
Simply put, it was sothing that could save her life.
Fortunately, this power could only be used on herself, wouldn’t appear suddenly or beco materialized, but she didn’t know how it would manifest in this new body.
However, by this ti, she could already feel so benefits—her physical weakness, present from birth, could be healed.
Putting these thoughts aside, she rembered her freezing experience, climbed out of bed, and found a piece of white paper.
She began to write and draw, and soon a detailed diagram of a charcoal stove materialized—all she needed was to wait for her brother to return and help her make it.
Stretching languidly, she dressed and was just opening the door when she saw Tang Wanqiu standing at the entrance.
“What benefit is there for you in destroying ?” Tang Wanqiu blocked her path, asking somberly.
Tang Chuxia tapped her chin with her finger, pursed her lips in thought, then smiled and replied, “Sister, I thought about it—your question is wrong.
I have never thought about destroying you!
I am just disgusted that you clearly want to snatch what’s mine, yet still use the excuse of free love to bother !”
Her face was palm-sized, fair with a rosy undertone, and eyes that spoke volus, sothing Tang Wanqiu simply couldn’t compare to.
A Lin Daiyu-like delicacy, but without Lin Daiyu’s sorrow.
The red mole at the corner of her eye added enchantnt that made Tang Wanqiu envious.
She couldn’t comprehend—despite being twins, why could Tang Chuxia captivate all, while she was at most a delicate beauty?
Tang Chuxia raised her hands, straightening Tang Wanqiu’s collar, and whispered into her ear:
“Also, you’re too impatient.
If you deliberately provoked , I actually wouldn’t have exposed you!”
Having seen the shock on Tang Wanqiu’s face as she wished, Tang Chuxia stepped back, hands in her pockets.
“Unfortunately, while I wanted to help you, you wished for my death!”
There was endless sorrow in her light words.
“Sister, one shouldn’t be too greedy in life!”
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