The words that Luo Fengtang brought from Wangsheng regarding Luo the blacksmith's health, illness, and lifespan instantly plunged the cozy bedroom into a gloomy atmosphere.

Originally, Yang Ruoqing was leaning lazily against the back of the chair, with the soles of her feet soaked in hot water, feeling relaxed and warm. However, because of these words, she felt a chill in the soles of her feet, which climbed up her calves and invaded her heart bit by bit.

Whenever she thought about the possibility that her uncle Luo the blacksmith might grow old, die of illness, and leave this lively, warm, harmonious and loving home early, she felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart. She felt indescribably uncomfortable, her nose was sour, and her eyes gradually became red.

Luo Fengtang noticed the change in Yang Ruoqing's mood. He subconsciously held her slightly cold hand and said, "Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"No, it was the wind that came in and blew my nose..." Yang Ruoqing turned her face away, not wanting him to see her expression at the moment.

Although, birth, aging, illness and death are common to all human beings, no matter how powerful you are, no matter if you are a strong man with unparalleled strength, or a wise counselor, or a great beauty unprecedented in history...

Any carbon-based life form, any mortal body, cannot escape the confinement of these four words: birth, aging, sickness and death.

Yang Ruoqing understood the truth.

She had experienced this in her past life and this life. A few years ago, the old lady Ga Po Sun passed away, which made Yang Ruoqing face death personally...

She was a spy in her previous life and grew up without warmth and affection. Even though she had faced the death of many people, she could not take it to heart.

In her eyes, whether it is the death of teammates or opponents, in her eyes, it is just data formatting. The so-called teammates may stab you in the back or shoot you.

But in the many years since she traveled through time, in her poor life, so many relatives have cared for her and accompanied her as she grew up.

It was their affection and warmth that gradually melted the ice shell that froze her heart, revealing a real, beating, warm heart.

Especially after the death of old lady Gap Sun, so many years have passed, but the old lady still often appears in Yang Ruoqing's dreams.

Yang Ruoqing felt a deep sense of powerlessness about the death of Old Lady Sun. So in her dreams over the years, every time she dreamed of Ga Po, she would be very cautious and would always want to ask if she could eat well there. After all, she died of esophageal cancer back then. Now that she was there, was her soul freed from her broken body?

The shadow brought by Ga Po's death took a long time to fade away, but now, when she learned that her uncle Luo the blacksmith had a health problem and his life span had become a random number, the shadow of death and illness once again struck Yang Ruoqing's heart, causing her to fall in an instant...

Luo Fengtang noticed that something was wrong with her, so he felt that her previous explanation about the wind entering the house was a cover-up for her sad mood.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he felt a little annoyed that he should not have told Yang Ruoqing those things before. He could have just arranged and prepared them quietly by himself. Why did he have to say it out loud and make Qing'er worry and sad!
"Qing'er, don't worry. I have already discussed this with Brother Wangsheng, and I will ask him to prepare the best decoction for Uncle to treat his illness and regulate his body."

Luo Fengtang leaned over, held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders tightly with his big hands, pressed her head gently into his chest through the basin of water, and gently rubbed her head with his big hands.

"It's all my fault. I exaggerated the advantages I mentioned."

"Don't worry too much. Uncle's health was caused by working as a blacksmith many years ago. He has many old illnesses, but none of them are fatal."

"We have the means. We will persuade Uncle to stop doing any work and just enjoy a peaceful life. With various diets every day, it won't be a problem for him to live to 70 or 80 years old!"

Yang Ruoqing leaned on Luo Fengtang's chest, and his deep and firm words, along with his powerful heartbeat, enveloped her. No matter when, his voice always had an indescribable power and will that could dispel her temporary depression and confusion.

After a moment, she raised her head and her mood had returned to calm.

She gave Luo Fengtang a reassuring smile and told him, "I'm fine. We'll deal with it as it comes. As the elders get older, they will surely have all kinds of problems, like a leaky boat. No one can reverse their growth, right?"

"Well, Qing'er, it's right for you to think so. We will do our best to take care of her, and let everything else take its course."

"Yes, so we have decided to rent out the fish pond," Yang Ruoqing continued to think, "I will go and greet my aunt, my parents, my grandfather and my uncle one by one."

"If uncle refuses to listen and agrees to lease the property out, we will mobilize everyone to persuade him!"

……

The matter of Lord Tai Sui has come to an end.

That night, everyone had a drink at Yang Huazhong's house, returned to the town overnight, and dispersed.

Everyone's life has returned to normal and the villagers are actively preparing for the upcoming spring plowing season.

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As for the Luo family, the family has been very busy for several days.

It’s not that there is any heavy physical labor. Ping’an and others are doing the housework for the Luo family.

The main reason why Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang felt tired was because of Luo the blacksmith.

Blacksmith Luo's coughing attack was accompanied by a low-grade fever. Although he had not left the room for three to five days, his condition was fluctuating.

Wangsheng would come over two or three times a day. He privately called Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang to his side. Wangsheng suspected that Luo the blacksmith's cough was closely related to his lungs.

Yang Ruoqing's understanding was that Luo the blacksmith's condition was not simply bronchitis, but there might also be problems with his lungs, so taking medicine for so many days was not going to help.

Finally, Wangsheng reminded them to be cautious and, except for those who must take close care of the old man, it is best not to bring other people, especially the two young children in the family, to the patient for fear of contracting the disease.

The people in the family came together. For example, although Wang Cuilian, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had to take care of Luo the blacksmith, after leaving Luo the blacksmith's house, they could not avoid contact with the children.

Yang Ruoqing’s own understanding is that they are adults with strong resistance and may not be infected, but if they really have lung diseases, they may carry viral factors.

Children have weak immunity and are easily infected, which can be a big problem. (End of this chapter)

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