Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11012

"Hush! Hush!" Yang Ruoqing was afraid that Huang Mao's noise would wake up Da Sun on the bed, so she quickly made a silencing gesture towards Huang Mao.

"It's okay, it's okay, you were dozing off and the shoes in your hands fell to the ground."

Huang Mao woke up and quickly turned to look at Da Sun on the bed.

Da Sun was lying on her back, wrapped in a heavy quilt, her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was a little heavy.

"Fortunately, Mom was not woken up by me." Huang Mao sighed, bent down and picked up the shoes that fell on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing also got off the ground, put on her shoes, stood on the ground, stretched, and stretched her arms a few times.

I glanced at the hourglass on the bedside table and estimated the time. My father, uncle, and second brother should have already left for the Earth Temple.

"Sister, have a sip of hot tea."

Huang Mao also got off the fire barrel and made hot tea for himself and Yang Ruoqing.

"Okay, cheer up."

Yang Ruoqing took the hot tea and held it in her hands. Huang Mao went to the bedside to check on Da Sun's condition, and then sat back in the fire barrel again.

"Sister, come up, it's cold on the ground."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm not cold. I'll go to the backyard to use the toilet before I come back."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, you stay in the house with your mother-in-law."

It was late at night, and I had just come out of the fire barrel. From my thighs down, I was wrapped in charcoal, slowly roasting and making me feel warm.

Now when you go to the ground and leave the house, it feels like your clothes have been stripped off from your thighs down, soaked in ice water, and then a blower is blowing cold air at you.

The biting cold went from the soles of the feet to the waist, and finally along the spine to the top of the head.

My whole body was shivering with cold, my neck had shrunk to just one centimeter, and my teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

This feeling...as if I had gone from the equator to the Antarctic all at once...

In fact, Yang Ruoqing didn't really want to go to the toilet, but came out and stood in the yard for a while, blowing the cold wind to refresh herself.

Not only did Huang Mao doze off while warming herself in the fire barrel, but she herself also felt sleepy.

After a while of cold wind, I was about to go back to the house when I heard the sound of firecrackers coming from the Tutu Temple at the south end of the village.

Yang Ruoqing stopped and listened for a moment, knowing that it must be her father and uncle.

I hope this method can work, and I hope my aunt can turn the crisis around!

Back in the house, everything was as usual. Huang Mao was sitting in the fire barrel, yawning and continuing to do needlework. Da Sun on the bed was still sleeping until she was unconscious.

Yang Ruoqing sat back in the fire barrel. Huang Mao helped cover Yang Ruoqing's injured leg with an old cotton-padded jacket and said in a low voice, "I just heard the sound of firecrackers outside. It must be them."

"Definitely, I guess I'll be back in just two sticks of incense."

"Sister, tell me...will this method work?"

"I can't say for sure. You won't know until you try it."

"If it has an effect, you should be able to see it soon, right?" Huang Mao asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I won't say yes either..."

If we look at what happened with Tuantuan last time and it worked, we would be able to react very quickly.

But this time, everything is unknown, because even Daochang Yuan's tone was not 100% confident when he gave this method.

The original words just said that you can give it a try, maybe you can have a chance of survival.

So now everyone is betting on that slim chance of survival.

No one dares to pat their chests and make promises. If the glimmer of hope fails, what should be done next?

Are you just watching the great Sun family's vitality dissipate little by little?

For such a big man, he can usually eat three bowls of porridge in one meal. In the past two days, he has eaten no more than two bowls of porridge and drank very little water. For a carbohydrate person, this is a very, very bad sign.

About half an hour passed, and there were more than one footsteps coming from outside the house.

Yang Ruoqing and Huang Mao looked at each other, and they both got off the fire barrel in tacit agreement, came over and opened the door.

Outside, Yang Huazhong, Xiao Jie's father, Yang Yongjin, and Lao Suntou just walked to the door.

"Qing'er, how is your aunt? Are you awake?" Old Suntou, the leader, asked impatiently.

Everyone else also looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Light leaked from the room behind them, and the light shone on them at the door. Yang Ruoqing saw a pair of anxious eyes.

Yang Ruoqing understood what they were thinking. How were she and Huang Mao different?

only……

She turned her head and glanced at the bed in the room behind her, then turned around and said to them: "My aunt's condition is currently stable..."

It is very stable, which literally means that the condition has not worsened or worsened.

But the meaning inside also shows that the condition has not improved significantly.

Lao Suntou and the others at the door tasted the meaning of Yang Ruoqing's words. Sure enough, their faces, which were blue and purple from the cold, were filled with disappointment and loss...

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath and quickly encouraged everyone: "Maybe if you sleep a little, you'll be fine tomorrow morning? You can't say for sure. Everything takes time, right?"

Lao Suntou forced out a smile, "Yes, let's wait slowly, it will get better."

The old man turned around and said to Yang Huazhong and the others: "You all should go and have a rest. Go home and boil your feet with hot water and have a good sleep. You will be tired and cold tonight."

"fine."

"It's out of the way."

"Father-in-law, let's go over first. If you need anything, just call out."

"Well, let's go!"

Everyone at the door had dispersed, only Lao Suntou was left.

Lao Sun walked towards the house with his head up and down.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Gong Ga, why don't you go to bed?"

Throughout the night, Ga Gong sat in the hall and waited. Before Yang Huazhong and the others had not set off, someone had chatted with him.

Later, Yang Huazhong and others went out to do errands. For nearly an hour, Lao Suntou stayed alone in the main room, silently waiting for their return.

"How can I sleep with your aunt like this?" Old Suntou sighed and looked into the room.

"Let me stay in this room. At least I feel at ease."

……

After Lao Suntou came over, Yang Ruoqing and Lao Suntou persuaded the sleepy Huang Mao to go back to the house to rest.

The fire barrel was big, so Yang Ruoqing pulled Lao Sun's head and put his feet in. The grandfather and grandson sat in the fire barrel beside the bed, but their eyes were fixed on the eldest Sun on the bed from time to time. She lowered her voice and said something to each other. Talk.

It was mainly Old Sun who was talking and Yang Ruoqing who was listening.

Because what Lao Suntou told Yang Ruoqing was all about the events of the eldest Sun and the Sun sisters when they were young.

This is a father's memory of his daughters...

"...When your eldest aunt was born, it was the end of April, and cuckoos were chirping on the roof every day, just in time for the busy season of harvesting rapeseeds."

"That morning, I was cutting rapeseed halfway up the mountain. I heard them shouting that your mother-in-law had given birth to a boy for me. I was so happy."

(End of this chapter)