As soon as I entered Cuicui's courtyard, I heard the heart-piercing screams of her mother-in-law. The sound was incredibly loud. If one didn't know the situation, they might have thought that Cuicui was torturing her mother-in-law with the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty in the house. People in the village surrounded the window of Cuicui's house in layers. They were all muttering, "Oh, what's wrong with that leg? Is it really that painful?" "Just overnight, it became like this. Let me tell you, this is definitely not normal!" Just as they were talking, someone saw my grandmother coming and quickly made way for her. "Oh, Auntie Ma, hurry up and go in and take a look. Just one glance makes me feel goosebumps all over my body!" "Then why are you still looking? Hurry up and go home. What are you doing standing around here? All of you, go home!" Grandma said angrily. The people surrounding them all looked at Grandma sheepishly, but no one dared to say anything. They just shuffled towards the door, all looking curious. As I followed Grandma into the house, Cuicui's husband greeted us. "Auntie, please go and take a look quickly." At that time, there was also a man in a white coat standing in the room. I knew him. He was a doctor who had just been transferred to our village clinic. He was quite young, in his twenties. He glanced at Grandma and then looked at Cuicui's husband and said, "I suggest you send your mother to the hospital in the city immediately. Her condition is very serious. Don't waste any more time here!" Cuicui's husband didn't even pay attention to him. He just looked at Grandma anxiously. "Auntie, look, my mother is in so much pain that she's almost dying." Grandma didn't say anything. She directly lifted the towel quilt covering Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg. A foul smell of decay immediately filled the air. Cuicui's mother-in-law let out another scream. Her whole face was contorted with pain, and she shouted loudly, "Oh my god!!! I can't take it anymore. Hurry up and get a knife! Hurry up and chop off this leg for me!!!" I took a look at her leg. The flesh and skin below the thigh seemed to have been scratched open by some sharp claws. Yellow pus kept oozing out from the wound. Along with the stench of decay, my stomach couldn't help but churn. "Ugh!!!" Cuicui, who was standing behind me, couldn't hold it in and vomited out. Then she covered her mouth and rushed out of the room in big strides. Grandma looked at Cuicui's husband. "Give me a cigarette." Cuicui's husband quickly nodded and handed Grandma a cigarette, which she lit. The rural doctor beside them couldn't help but say, "What are you doing? This is so serious. Are you practicing feudal superstition? Hurry up and send her to the hospital!!!" "Shut up!" Grandma shouted at him. Perhaps frightened by Grandma's appearance, the rural doctor fell silent all of a sudden. Grandma closed her eyes and mumbled something. Then she opened her mouth and said, "Bring me some wine!!!" "Where's the wine? The wine." Cuicui's husband was a bit flustered, but he still found some wine and handed it to Grandma. After taking the wine, Grandma closed her eyes and took a big gulp. Then she "Puh!!!" and sprayed all the wine onto Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg. "Ah!!!!!!!" The scream of Cuicui's mother-in-law made my eardrums buzz. Looking at her face distorted with pain, I felt a momentary daze. Her face instantly turned into that of an old man. Then, with a "ge" sound, she fainted.
"This is just nonsense! Send her to the hospital right away!!" As soon as the rural doctor saw that Cuicui's mother-in-law had fainted, he strode up to Grandma and said, "Do you know that what you're doing is harming people? There's no scientific basis for this at all!" Grandma closed her eyes and took a moment to recover. After opening her eyes, she glanced at the young doctor again. "How am I harming people? I'm trying to save her." "Who saves people like this! Her leg is already in such a bad state. I suspect it's an infection caused by an allergy. What's the use of spraying wine? Feudal superstition can kill people! If anything happens to this auntie, it's you who killed her. Do you understand? I'll call the police to arrest you! You don't know how many people you might kill like this!!" The young doctor seemed very agitated, as if he was facing a group of ignorant people. "Call the police and let them see who's more likely to kill people, you or me." Grandma said, pointing at Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg. The young doctor stuck out his neck. "It's you who caused this. Look at her... leg. How could it be like this..." As he was speaking, he froze, staring blankly at Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg. I was also stunned. When I looked at Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg again, the wounds had already healed. The yellowish pus was all gone. Except for the wine that Grandma had sprayed on it, there was no sign of injury on the skin of the leg at all. There wasn't even a scar. It was simply beyond what the word "amazing" could describe. Cuicui's husband beside us was also dumbfounded. He looked at Grandma. "Auntie Ma, is... is it cured?" Grandma shook her head. "This is just a temporary solution that doesn't address the root cause. Now, take me up the mountain. Bring a few people with tools and go check your father's graveyard. It's him causing all this trouble." Cuicui's husband nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay. Let's go. Then should we just leave my mother at home like this?" "Ask your wife to keep an eye on her. Let's go." Grandma said and then stepped out of the door. I looked back. The rural doctor still had an incredulous look on his face as he stared at Cuicui's mother-in-law's leg. He even reached out and touched it. His whole face reacted as if he had seen a ghost. When our group of people started walking up the mountain, the doctor actually caught up with us and silently followed behind. I think he must have been curious and wanted to figure out what was going on. As soon as we reached the graveyard of Cuicui's father-in-law, Cuicui's husband let out a wail. "Dad! Dad, what happened to your grave?!!" Shouting, he rushed up a few steps and knelt down beside the grave mound. I quickened my pace. When I caught up, I realized that something had dug a hole in his father's graveyard, and the grave mound was damaged. "Auntie Ma, what should we do? I don't know what kind of beast has desecrated my father's grave." Cuicui's husband looked at Grandma with a pained expression on his face. Grandma frowned slightly and stepped forward to take a look at the hole. "Tell them to exhume the grave." I was pushed to the back by the crowd. Even the doctor went to the front and craned his neck to look into the hole. I also wanted to take a look inside. Just as I was about to strain to look in, my hand was suddenly grabbed. I lowered my head and was surprised to find that it was that little kid. "Why is it you?" He was still wearing that red bellyband and had a little pigtail. He pulled my hand and led me to the side. "Sister, that hole was dug by a mouse. The mouse is very big and fierce." I looked at him carefully. The child was really good-looking. At that moment, I wasn't so curious about the hole anymore. Instead, I was concerned about whose child he was. Our village wasn't big. Even if people didn't know each other, they would at least be familiar with each other's faces. But I had no impression of this child at all. Where on earth did he come from?