Transmigrated Into an Ancient Famine Novel as a Scumbag Alpha (ABO, GL) - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Jiang Jinhuang quickly picked up the little one. She gently touched Jiang Jinyang’s small face with her hand. “Yangyang, we have food to eat now. Wake up quickly, eat something first, and then we can take medicine.”

The little one, feverish and dizzy, heard there was food and forced herself to open her eyes with effort. “Sister, I’m hungry.”

“Okay, I’ll feed you right away.” Jiang Jinhuang wanted to put her little sister down and get the porridge bowl herself, but she saw Ye Qing already bringing the porridge bowl over.

When the little one saw Ye Qing, she trembled and buried her face in Jiang Jinhuang’s arms. “Sister Ye, I’m very good. Don’t sell me, don’t abandon me.”

As the little one spoke, she cried sadly in Jiang Jinhuang’s arms.

Ye Qing softened her voice to comfort her. “No one is selling you. I made porridge for you. Eat it.”

The little one sniffled in Jiang Jinhuang’s arms. She secretly turned her head to check Ye Qing’s expression, saw Ye Qing didn’t seem angry, and slightly relaxed. Her little face, red from fever, looked at the porridge bowl in Ye Qing’s hand.

Ye Qing moved the bowl closer, signaling Jiang Jinhuang to take it.

Jiang Jinhuang reached out and took the bowl. She glanced at Ye Qing, then quickly looked away. “Thank you.”

“No need. Feed her quickly.” Ye Qing, tired from running around all morning, walked to the bench by the table and sat down to rest.

Jiang Jinhuang scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently by her lips, and brought it to her little sister’s mouth. “Yangyang, eat quickly.”

The little one, dizzy from the fever, smelled the food’s aroma and couldn’t resist. Her stomach growled loudly several times.

She opened her small mouth wide and ate a spoonful of porridge in one bite.

The plain porridge tasted like the best thing in the world to Jiang Jinyang at that moment.

Seeing her little sister eat happily, Jiang Jinhuang’s pale face softened a bit, though she herself was very hungry and only holding on by force.

After feeding Jiang Jinyang six or seven spoonfuls of porridge, Jiang Jinyang refused to eat more.

Jiang Jinhuang lowered her eyes and asked, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you hungry?”

Jiang Jinyang, her little face red, rubbed against Jiang Jinhuang uncomfortably. “Sister, you eat.”

She had heard her sister’s stomach growl too. Sister Ye was bad, always scolding her and her sister, and not giving them food.

Jiang Jinhuang’s heart warmed, but her eyes grew redder. “I’m not hungry. You obediently finish the porridge so you can get better. Be good.”

“But, but, your stomach growled.” Jiang Jinyang rubbed her little face against her sister, not wanting her sister to be in trouble.

“I’m really not hungry. Be good.” Jiang Jinhuang coaxed, feeding another spoonful to the little one’s mouth.

The little one refused to drink more. She felt sorry for her sister and didn’t want her sister to go hungry.

Seeing the little one wouldn’t eat no matter what, Ye Qing said softly, “There’s more for your sister in the kitchen. You eat first, and I’ll go get it.”

“Really?” The little one, still scared of Ye Qing, shrank her face into Jiang Jinhuang’s arms, secretly checking Ye Qing’s expression.

Ye Qing smiled and nodded at her. “Hmm, I’ll go get it now. You obediently keep eating.”

With that, she stood up, left the room, and closed the door behind her.

Jiang Jinhuang slightly relaxed. Fortunately, Ye Qing didn’t get angry just now. In the past, Ye Qing would probably have gotten mad.

Jiang Jinhuang hurriedly said, “Yangyang, eat quickly. You need to get better soon. Ye Qing seems to be in a good mood today, but if tomorrow comes…”

Jiang Jinhuang didn’t continue, afraid that Ye Qing would return to her old ways tomorrow. Then, let alone eating porridge or taking medicine, they’d be lucky not to get beaten or scolded by Ye Qing.

The little one sniffled, nodded obediently, and continued drinking the porridge. As she drank, she secretly wiped her tears, feeling sorry for her sister.

Jiang Jinhuang kept feeding without stopping. After she finished feeding the small bowl of porridge, Ye Qing brought two more bowls of porridge back to the room.

Ye Qing placed the two bowls on the wooden table, then quickly turned to close the door, as it was too cold outside, no wonder Jiang Jinyang got sick.

Seeing the empty porridge bowl in Jiang Jinhuang’s hand, Ye Qing walked over, took the bowl from her, and brought the medicine bowl from the table. “Feed her the medicine first.”

“Hmm.” Jiang Jinhuang nodded and quickly took the medicine bowl from Ye Qing’s hand.

The bowl gave off a strong smell of Chinese medicine, bitter and astringent. Even adults would frown at the smell, and Jiang Jinyang’s little face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

Looking at her little sister, Jiang Jinhuang felt some heartache. Her little sister had been pampered by the family since she was young and never suffered like this. Even taking medicine in the capital required all sorts of candies and snacks to coax her.

But now, this bowl of dark medicine came at the cost of her own body. Thinking this, Jiang Jinhuang’s face grew paler.

Fortunately, she was still somewhat useful to Ye Qing; otherwise, even this bowl of medicine would have been hard to get today.

After all, this medicine cost Ye Qing six taels of silver. Six taels meant little to their wealthy family, but for ordinary people, it was enough for a family of three to live on for four months. Ye Qing had spent a fortune to get her.

“Yangyang, I know this medicine is hard to drink, but there’s no way around it. Only by drinking this can you get better soon, and we can go home to find Father and Mother. Don’t you miss them?” Jiang Jinhuang coaxed gently.

The little one nodded obediently, her cheeks still flushed, rubbing against Jiang Jinhuang uncomfortably. “I miss them. I miss Father and Mother, and I miss home.”

“Then obediently drink the medicine, okay? Just do it for me, Yangyang, be good, okay?” Jiang Jinhuang continued.

The little one sniffled and nodded obediently. “I’ll drink the medicine.”

Seeing she persuaded the little one, Jiang Jinhuang scooped the medicine with a porcelain spoon and fed it to her mouth.

Jiang Jinyang cried while sniffing but obediently swallowed the medicine. She nearly vomited several times but held it in, feeling sorry for her sister and not wanting her to worry more.

Even Ye Qing, smelling the medicine, frowned. Seeing the little one drink spoonful after spoonful, she couldn’t help but feel the little one was quite strong.

Ye Qing took the little one’s bowl, scooped a few spoonfuls of her own uneaten porridge into it, and after Jiang Jinhuang fed the last spoonful of medicine, Ye Qing quickly handed the porridge over.

“Let her drink a couple of sips to mask the taste. It’ll feel better,” Ye Qing said, taking the medicine bowl and handing the porridge bowl over.

Jiang Jinhuang, without thinking much, quickly did as told. She fed the porridge to Jiang Jinyang’s mouth, and indeed, the porridge’s aroma covered the medicine’s taste, so Jiang Jinyang didn’t feel like vomiting as much.

After feeding Jiang Jinyang two more sips of porridge, the bitter taste in her mouth finally faded.

She secretly glanced at Ye Qing, a bit scared. Just now, Sister Ye gave her a few more spoonfuls of porridge. Did Sister Ye not hate her anymore?

The little one didn’t dare look at Ye Qing too much and quickly buried her face back in her sister’s arms.

Seeing her little sister obediently drink the medicine, Jiang Jinhuang slightly relaxed. She wrapped Jiang Jinyang tightly in the blanket and said softly, “Yangyang, you just took the medicine. Sleep well for a while, and when you wake up, you won’t feel bad anymore.”

“Hmm.” The little one nodded obediently. Her head was still dizzy, and she wanted to sleep now.

Seeing Jiang Jinyang ready to sleep, Ye Qing also slightly relaxed. She picked up the porridge in front of her and started drinking.

After a few sips, Ye Qing heard a stomach growling nearby, probably from Jiang Jinhuang.

She coughed lightly and said, “Let her sleep on her own first. Come over and drink the porridge.”

Jiang Jinhuang had seen Ye Qing bring in two bowls of porridge but didn’t think much of it. In the past, Ye Qing never cared if they were hungry, so she didn’t think the porridge was for her. But now Ye Qing was telling her to come drink it?

Though Jiang Jinhuang disliked Ye Qing, she was truly hungry, not having eaten for over a day. Still, she asked, “For me?”

Ye Qing nodded. “Hmm, come eat quickly.”

Seeing no disgust on Ye Qing’s face, Jiang Jinhuang carefully placed Jiang Jinyang back on the bed, letting the little one rest on the pillow to sleep well.

She herself walked awkwardly to the table, saw Ye Qing didn’t speak, and cautiously sat on the bench opposite Ye Qing, then picked up the bowl.

Jiang Jinhuang looked up at Ye Qing, confirmed Ye Qing wasn’t angry, and scooped the porridge with a spoon, eating it in big mouthfuls.

She had never thought porridge tasted so good before. In the past, she wouldn’t even glance at it, but now this bowl was precious to her—it could save her life, at least let her live a few more days.

In her heart, Jiang Jinhuang silently prayed that after Ye Qing got what she wanted tonight, she would treat her and Yangyang a little better.

She couldn’t die; she had to at least get her little sister home.

Ye Qing had finished one bowl. Though the porridge had only a light flavor, compared to food in the post-apocalyptic period, it was delicious, especially green vegetables, which were precious then.

So Ye Qing ate with relish. After finishing one bowl, she got up to get another. Seeing Jiang Jinhuang almost done, Ye Qing asked, “Want more? There’s still some in the pot.”

Jiang Jinhuang didn’t expect Ye Qing to ask her. She paused for a moment, then quickly handed over her bowl.

Since Ye Qing wasn’t losing her temper today, she had to seize the chance to eat more.

“More,” Jiang Jinhuang said softly, secretly observing Ye Qing’s expression.

Seeing Ye Qing calmly take the bowl, Jiang Jinhuang felt slightly reassured.

Ye Qing went to the kitchen, scooped all the remaining porridge from the pot into their bowls, splitting it evenly, about three-quarters of a bowl each.

After doing this, Ye Qing sealed the fire on the kitchen stove, then carried the bowls back to the room.

She placed the two bowls on the table, pushed Jiang Jinhuang’s bowl over, and said, “Drink. You need to eat enough to have the strength to take care of her.”

“Thank you,” Jiang Jinhuang said softly. Ye Qing’s gentle demeanor was quite deceiving—she had been fooled by it before.

But no matter what, she indeed needed to eat. If she collapsed, no one would take care of her little sister.