Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1481
"What's the matter?" Yang Hualin asked.

Mrs. Sun took a step forward and asked him, "You said you wanted to find out, but how did you find out?"

Yang Hualin froze for a moment, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"I originally wanted to ask Fu Erniang about this matter, but after she returned from your place that day, she became ill." He said.

"Sick?" Sun was surprised.

Did the disease come on too suddenly?

"What kind of disease is it? Is it serious?" Sun asked.

Yang Hualin said: "I can't say whether it's serious or not, anyway, I'm lying on the bed, and I barely get down to turn around twice while cooking."

"It's a stomachache, and I can't use my strength."

"I've been busy doing business in the town during the day these two days, and when I got home in the afternoon, I was just running to Lan'er, and I didn't pay much attention to Fu Erniang."

"When she recovers, I have to question her carefully about Lan'er." Yang Hualin said.

"I will never let my daughter be ruined for nothing!"

Hearing his words, Sun felt relieved.

"Well, this matter is not a trivial matter, second brother, you have to know it well." She urged.

Yang Hualin nodded, then turned around and left the courtyard gate.

As soon as Yang Hualin left, Old Yang came out from a room behind Sun.

"The second one is gone?" he asked.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "It is said that Mrs. Qian is sick, and has to go back to take care of the two children."

Old Yang frowned and let out a long sigh.

"If you had listened to our arrangement, how good would it be to find a widow who knows everything about the village near the village?"

"That Qian family is obviously pretending to be sick,"

"I feel that it's evil. Your second brother was a monkey-like person at the beginning, why is he being fooled by such a woman now?" Old Yang wondered.

Sun smiled: "This is called one thing descending one thing!"

Old Yang shook his head: "Your second brother, Miss Lan, and our old Yang's family really owed that Qian family in their previous life, and that's why she came to our old Yang's family in this life to make a mess!"

Mrs. Sun also sighed, who said otherwise!

"Father, before Miss Lan wakes up, I'll cook dinner first."

Sun said, "Let's eat dinner for this bright-skinned girl. Mother is tired, so I can go to bed early."

Old Yang nodded: "Well, you can go, I will sit in the yard, you don't have to worry."

Sun's 'eh. With a sound, he put away the starched basins and buckets, and hurried to the backyard.

While eating dinner, Yang Ruolan woke up.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly brought a bowl of porridge and a boiled egg to Yang Ruolan's room.

Yang Ruolan hugged the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed.

His face was morbidly pale, and his skin was even more dull.

The cheeks were emaciated, the eye sockets were sunken, but the cheekbones protruded.

His eyes stared straight at his hands clenched into fists resting on the quilt, distracted.

"Lan'er, are you awake? Are you thirsty?"

Sun's gentle voice sounded beside the bed.

Yang Ruolan let go of her fingers and raised her head.

Facing Mrs. Sun's gentle smile, Yang Ruolan's dull eyes immediately revealed a gleam of light.

"mother……"

She opened her mouth and called Mrs. Sun.

After two days of repeated high fever, her voice was a little hoarse.

But it was this hoarse voice, in Sun's ears, that aroused her pity even more.

This reminded the woman of her own daughter, Qing'er, who survived the catastrophe. Her voice was also so hoarse, so hoarse that it made people feel distressed.

"Lan'er, I'm your third aunt, not your mother..."

Mrs. Sun corrected patiently.

The last time I called my mother, it was when the girl was unconscious that she mistook her for the second sister-in-law.

"No, you are my mother, you are my mother!"

Yang Ruolan said very stubbornly, the beautiful Liu Yemei frowned, her expression was a little more eager.

Mrs. Sun was even more surprised. She put the tray in her hand on the small table beside her and hurried to the bedside.

She raised her hand to stroke Yang Ruolan's forehead, and then touched her own.

He murmured: "It's not burning anymore, why are you still talking nonsense?"

"Mother, what are you mumbling about?" Yang Ruolan looked at Sun with her head tilted like a child, looking very curious.

When Sun came back to her senses, her eyes fell on Yang Ruolan.

"Girl Lan, why do you always call me mother? Don't you recognize who I am?" Sun asked tentatively.

Yang Ruolan looked at Mrs. Sun seriously, and said, "You are my mother, I recognize you!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Sun's eyes widened in astonishment, and she didn't understand what was going on.

At this moment, the old Yangtou and the little old Yangtou who heard the movement rushed over.

"How is Miss Lan?"

The old man asked when he entered the door.

Mrs. Sun turned around with an extremely strange expression on her face.

"Father, Uncle, Miss Lan... she recognizes me as her mother," said Sun.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, but didn't quite understand.

Sun continued: "She doesn't seem to recognize me as Third Aunt..."

"what?"

Old Yangtou was startled, and he exchanged glances with little old Yangtou, and the two hurried to the bedside.

Seeing the two old men rushing to the bed suddenly, Yang Ruolan suddenly became frightened, and hid in the bed hugging the quilt in fright.

He shouted incoherently, "Don't, don't come here!"

The two old men were dumbfounded, they retreated to the side together, and explained: "Don't be afraid, Lan'er, we are your grandfather and Duke Ga!"

However, Yang Ruolan was like a frightened little rabbit, trying to hide behind the bed.

The terrified eyes were looking for Mrs. Sun's figure, and he stretched out his hand towards Mrs. Sun, and big tears rolled out of his eyes.

But screaming in his mouth: "Mother, mother, save me!"

"Mother is here, mother is here, Lan'er is not afraid!"

Sun quickly returned to the bed, and before she could stand still, Yang Ruolan plunged into Sun's arms.

Holding Sun's waist tightly with both arms, his thin body shivered in Sun's arms, like a poor little quail.

"Lan'er is not afraid, not afraid, mother is here!"

Sun caressed Yang Ruolan's back and coaxed her softly.

Yang Ruolan's mood gradually calmed down.

Sun pointed to the old Yangtou and the young old Yangtou over there and said, "Who are these two, do you recognize them?"

Yang Ruolan bit her lip, poked her head towards old Yangtou and little old Yangtou, and quickly shrank back.

Shaking his head, he whispered, "I don't know who those two old men are."

"Ah?" Both old Yangtou and little old Yangtou were dumbfounded.

The two looked at each other, and then the little old Yang pointed to his nose and asked Yang Ruolan: "Lan'er, I am your Gagong! You really don't remember Gagong?"

Yang Ruolan looked at the little old Yangtou again, her eyes were full of confusion and strangeness.

Old Yangtou was not to be outdone, and asked Yang Ruolan: "You girl, aren't you pretending to be crazy?"

"I can tell you, don't mess around!"

Lao Yang nodded, and made a serious face.

　Happy Double Eleven, la la la, I also want to get out of singles...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)