It wasn’t that Mr. Fang and the other people in the corridor were heartless, but helping such a person would only be courting future disaster.
So, it was better to leave her situation to fate. If she, by chance didn’t get infected, then that was her good luck, if she got infected and died, no one would feel sorry for her.
Someone who could even sacrifice her own son for her own benefit wasn’t fit to be a mother anyway.
As Fang Yao opened his eyes, he saw his father’s face that seemed to have aged by ten years in the last month and half and tears welled up in his eyes.
He had always known that his father was the only person who loved him unconditionally in this world. His mother only saw him as any other child she had, as if he was picked up from an orphanage.
But his father’s love reassured him. His brother was the same as his mother. When they were younger, he and his brother had a good relationship. But as they grew older and started to understand the world, seeing his mother’s open bias and favouritism, the two grew apart.
That was because his brother started to treat him like his little servant or dog. He even went as far as placing the blame in him when he made mistakes and his mother would punish him without mercy.
Even when he told the truth to his mother and there was clear evidence that it was his older brother who made the mistake, his mother would turn a blind eye and still punish him.
He had once asked his brother why he did that, and the answer broke his young heart.
"Why do you always treat me so badly? You are clearly the one who did something wrong but you put the blame on me and get me punished. Why?" Fang Yao had asked and his brother replied.
"Because Mom loves me more and she hates you." He couldn’t understand why his own mother would hate him, and to this day, he never understood.
But at that moment, looking at his father, he no longer wanted to know. He wanted his father to live a good life. He didn’t care about his mother anymore. Whether she lived or died was none of his concern.
After making that decision, Fang Yao felt so much lighter in his heart. The burden he had carried for over eighteen years was finally put down.
Why should he care about something that was never his to begin with? Since his mother’s love and affection had only belonged to his brother, he had always yearned to be loved and spoiled like other children.
But apart from his father who showed him affection since young, his mother didn’t bother. Also, as a man, and a traditional one at that, his father didn’t express his love so explicitly.
It was just that he had learned to be observant from a young age to prevent himself from upsetting his mother that he could recognize his father’s veiled concern and care for him.
Now, however, he wanted none of that. After surviving this disaster where he had almost stepped into King Yama’s Palace, he had decided that even if it was the era of the apocalypse, he would live for himself.
Live a fulfilling life even if it was for a short time and he would be killed by zombies next. But since his life was saved by others, he would try to protect it at all cost.
"Yaoer, how are you feeling?" Mr. Fang’s voice brought him back from his distant thoughts.
"I am feeling better, father. Please help me up, I want to thank the sister and auntie who have saved me." Fang Yao said as he struggled to get up by himself, eventually asking for his father’s help.
When everyone there heard what he said, they all marveled. How could that shrew of a woman give birth to such a polite and respectful son? He must be adopted.
That was their dominant thought. But then looking at Mr. Fang who was equally polite and already helping his son and telling him how important it was to show gratitude, they understood where Fang Yao got his upright character from when his mother was so crooked.
"There’s no need for that. I am a mother too and couldn’t just watch the child suffer so much. Please help him sit down first. And I suggest you spray disinfectant in your house to kill any viruses or bacterias that might remain and could cause recurrence.
Moreover, make sure you at least boil the water you drink later." He Yan waved her hands at the father and son who had finally helped each other to stand up.
However, these two were really stubborn. They still insisted on showing their gratitude and bowed slightly to Mother Chu. They were also people who knew how to read people and knew that the Chu family didn’t like such ostentatious actions, so, their thanks was very brief.
Chu Miao had to say that she admired this family. The only downside was the wife and mother. She didn’t know how to be a human at all.
Just as the father and son were turning around and we’re about to bow to Chu Miao, she used her spiritual power to stop them.
Mr. Fang had experienced it before when he tried to kneel to ask for help. That same force was stopping him from bowing now.
"Please don’t shorten my life after I have helped you. You don’t need to thank me. I did nothing to help. It was all my mother and you have already thanked her. That’s enough." Chu Miao said as he retracted the force holding the father and son upright.
The two Fang family men were overwhelmed with gratitude. All they knew about Chu Miao was from the rumors that spread in the community before the floods started and her action of decisively killing their son/brother during the extreme heat disaster.
They always thought she was arrogant and blood thirsty. After all, she was nicknamed as the harbinger of death or the death god together with Ye Xuan.
But obviously, that was not the case. As long as someone doesn’t provoke her, she was a very nice person.