Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1229 Everything Disappears (Fourth)
"Qing'er, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying?"

Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing, held her shoulders, and leaned over to ask questions.

Yang Ruoqing raised a pair of tearful eyes and looked at him: "My second mother, I'm leaving..."

"what?"

Luo Fengtang was obviously surprised.

"Didn't you still talk just now?" He said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "That's a flashback..."

Luo Fengtang understood, and beside her, Bamei Cao also covered her mouth, tears pouring out.

After a while, the three of them returned to the left wing room again, and Mrs. Yang really died.

"Second mother!"

Yang Ruoqing choked out a sob, buried her head and tidied up Mrs. Yang with a body bag.

Ever since she transmigrated to this world, this woman Yang gave her the impression that she was neither close nor intimate and disgusted.

This woman is bitter, mean, and lazy.

Although they are the second mothers of the first relatives, apart from hurting each other, there is no affection or anything worth remembering between them.

Logically speaking, she should be very happy when Mrs. Yang died.

But at this moment, Yang Ruoqing didn't feel happy at all.

Why?

No matter how vitriolic Mrs. Yang is, after all, it's just the trivial things of rural women.

Not a villainous person.

There was no murder or arson.

Now that she is dead, the deceased is respected, and all those bad impressions and memories are gone.

"Your second mother is so pitiful, she was still thinking about your cousin Lan'er before she died."

Bamei Cao sobbed as she helped Yang Ruoqing collect the funeral for the Yang family.

"If I knew she was coming back, I should have pretended to be your cousin to make her happy, so that she could go away with peace of mind..." she said again.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"When you come, you come, if you don't come, you don't come, you can't pretend." Yang Ruoqing said.

In the world, there is no mother who would admit the mistake of the daughter she brought up by herself.

"At first, I thought that my second mother was the most blessed among the five sisters-in-law of my mother."

"At that time, Lao Yang's family did not have a separate family, and the daughters-in-law worked in the fields like the men, but my second mother followed my second uncle to be a wife in the town."

"Put on makeup and powder, wear the popular clothes and skirts of women in the town, and bring Sister Lan'er who looks like a flower and butterfly back to the village, and everyone is envious."

"But now?"

"She was the first one to leave among the sisters-in-law."

"I hold my dear girl in my hand, and I didn't even see her for the last time. Hey!"

Both sighed.

Luo Fengtang came in from the outside.

"Qing'er, are you done? The officers and soldiers have already arrived at the gate of the yard." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Okay."

Luo Fengtang came to the bed and said to the bound Yang's body: "Second mother, don't panic, my nephew and son-in-law will send you on your way."

Then, he bowed to Yang's corpse on the bed, leaned over and picked up the corpse, and walked out of the room quickly.

Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei followed quickly and also came to the yard.

Another two fully armed officers and soldiers with their eyes exposed pushed a wooden cart.

There were already two corpses on the wooden cart.

Then Mrs. Yang was put up, and the officers and soldiers pushed him up and left.

"Where are they going to get the body?"

Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"I don't know."

Either they were sent to the back mountain to be buried together, or...was it burned?
The patient is in the final dying struggle, and the surviving people who are not infected are all in danger and live every moment in fear.

Who has the time and mood to pay attention to the whereabouts of the dead?
At this time, human life is worthless, just like a chicken and dog with chicken plague and dog plague, and dispose of it casually.

Yang's death made the atmosphere in the small courtyard even more depressing.

Bamei Cao stayed by Yang Yongjin's side every step of the way, closely watching every change in him.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was busy preparing the prescription.

Since the plague came, she began to study the prescription.

Considering all aspects, there are no fewer than ten prescriptions that she has researched so far.

She has been boiling these ten kinds of medicine in turn, and used them for Uncle Jin Fu, Yang Shi, and Yang Yongjin.

She had never been exposed to these before, and this was the first time she was groping.

It's just a pity that Uncle Jin Fu and Second Mother have left one after another before the blind medicine that works has been found.

Now, only the second cousin is left.

Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand and came to the small stove.

The medicine on the stove is almost done, and it's time to send it to the second cousin to drink.

Luo Fengtang walked in, "Qing'er, let me bring you the medicine."

Yang Ruoqing 'um'.

Carefully pour the rich and bitter concoction into a small bowl beside it.

I hope this medicine can work.

……

At night, Cao Bamei insisted on staying in Yang Yongjin's room to guard.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing had nothing to do, they had no choice but to go back to the miscellaneous room.

Yang Ruoqing poured three bowls of the decoction that had been boiled for prevention.

Give Luo Fengtang a bowl, she drank the bowl, and gave the rest to Bamei Cao.

Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, don't prepare it for me, I don't need to drink."

Yang Ruoqing said, "What are you talking about?"

Cao Bamei glanced at Yang Yongjin who was already skinny and said, "If your second brother goes, I don't want to live anymore."

Yang Ruoqing frowned: "Don't say stupid things, drink the medicine for me, hurry up!"

Cao Bamei couldn't resist, so she had to take it and drink it.

After drinking, she held Yang Yongjin's hand again, staring intently at the beloved in front of her.

Yang Ruoqing backed out silently.

Such a plague is extremely contagious.

The eighth sister guards the second brother like this, and sooner or later she has to pass it on and take this preventive medicine. To be honest, she doesn't know if she can prevent it.

Perhaps, just to seek a psychological comfort.

If it can be prevented, Uncle Jin Fu and Second Mom will not be infected and die.

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were awakened by Bamei Cao's cries.

"Eight sister, what's the matter?"

Yang Ruoqing turned over and sat up, and asked Bamei Cao who rushed into the miscellaneous room.

Bamei Cao wiped her tears, she was out of breath from crying.

"Qing'er, your second brother, your second brother has returned to the light, you should go and have a look..."

"what?"

Yang Ruoqing's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

She got up and rushed out of the miscellaneous room, and ran towards the main room.

In the right wing, Yang Yongjin opened his eyes as Bamei Cao said.

When they ran in, Yang Yongjin was turning his neck with difficulty, as if looking at the room he was in.

"Second brother!"

Yang Ruoqing called out and came to Yang Yongjin.

Yang Yongjin looked back, looking at the three familiar and anxious faces in front of him.

Yang Yongjin squeezed out a weak smile: "Qing'er, Tang Yazi, Bamei, you are all here..."

"Second brother, don't talk for a while, drink the medicine first."

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said.

Behind him, Luo Fengtang presented a bowl of medicine.

Yang Yongjin shook his head.

"I don't want to drink for now, Bamei, come and help me sit up, my back hurts like hell after lying down for a long time!" Yang Yongjin said.

(End of this chapter)