Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1648 Tragedy (three more)

The second uncle drowned in the courtyard. According to his mother, Mrs. Sun, when he picked it up, his stomach looked like an inflated ball.

He was still holding two handfuls of rotten vegetable leaves in both hands, and his mouth was also filled with mud and rotten vegetable leaves.

At this moment, the water in the patio was emptied, revealing the dark pile of dirty things that hadn't been eradicated in time, emitting a stench.

There are several high benches on the side to prevent others from falling.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the scene of the incident. This patio was often blocked in the past, and the water was stored for a long time without being emptied.

She had already reacted to Lao Yang's side in this situation before, lest the children fall into danger.

They always don't take it seriously, but they didn't expect that something went wrong now.

Either it doesn't go wrong, and once it happens, it will be such a big problem.

It directly killed people!

If the second uncle is a person of sound mind, it will be fine if he falls in.

But he was insane, and if he fell in, it would be a tragedy.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly, felt sorry for her second uncle, turned around and followed Mrs. Sun's pace.

In the room, the door has been dismantled and placed on two long stools in front of the bed.

The second uncle lay sprawled on the door panel, with a big belly, like an inflated ball.

She was still wearing the clothes she had when she drowned, and it was wet. Although the water was no longer dripping down, the door panel was still wet.

Under the half of the door, there was a circle of watermarks.

As usual, the face was covered with yellow straw paper, and a bowl of rice was placed on top of the head, with a few sticks of burning incense sticking out of the rice.

Cigarette ash fell little by little on the rice grains in the bowl. In addition to the stench of water, there was also a smell of incense ash in the room.

Intertwined, people smell, every cell in the body is uncomfortable.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and stood aside.

When I came here before, I already came to kowtow to the second uncle, so I don't need it now.

Her gaze passed over Erbo's body, and fell on Yang Ruolan and the others who were guarding the spirit.

In this room, there are several people left to guard the spirit.

They are Yang Ruolan and Yang Yongbai siblings.

Jin Shi was also beside him holding Fu'er.

Xu considered that the second uncle died abnormally, and worried that they would be afraid, so brothers Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongxian also stayed in this room to keep them company.

Now Zisun came to Yang Ruolan's side, and put his hand on Yang Ruolan's shoulder lightly.

"Lan'er, don't cry anymore, your father is gone, and he also went to Western Bliss, want to have some fun!"

Mrs. Sun persuaded softly from the side.

Yang Ruolan cried until her pretty face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her nose was also red.

Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Mrs. Sun, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

"Third Aunt, you and Qing'er should go back first." Yang Ruolan said.

"The baby is still waiting for you at home, go back." Yang Ruolan continued.

Mrs. Sun nodded and sighed softly, "I'll come see you later in the afternoon."

Then, Sun and Jin looked at Fu'er again.

Yang Ruoqing also looked at Fu'er.

Fu'er, one year and eight months old, is sitting in Jin's arms, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

This child's appearance is not ugly. Compared with Bo boy, Fu'er's appearance is more similar to Yang Ruolan.

Ever since Qian's family was killed by Yang Hualin and Yang Hualin was imprisoned, Fu'er has returned to Jin's side in the past few days.

Arriving at Jin's side, Fu'er's dress immediately followed Jin's taste.

That face looks like it was pulled out from the bottom of the stove.

At this moment, he was looking at everything in front of him with a cute face, especially Yang Hualin who was lying on the door panel.

Children are ignorant, and when Mrs. Sun went to look at him, he still stretched out his dirty, chubby little hand and pointed at the place where Yang Hualin was lying.

There was an 'ahah' sound from the small mouth, as if he was talking to Mrs. Sun.

Seeing the child like this, Sun and Jin looked at each other, and the two women burst into tears at the same time.

"I'll go back and cook. When the dinner is ready, I'll bring it to you?" Mrs. Sun said to Mrs. Jin while gesturing.

Jin understood and shook his head quickly.

"Ah... ah!" Mrs. Jin also gestured in response to Mrs. Sun.

Then he pointed to the direction of the backyard. At this time, Yang Yongjin who was beside him helped to translate.

"Third aunt, what my mother means is that you don't have to worry."

"The fourth aunt and the fifth aunt in the backyard can cook, and we will have food later. You and Qing'er go home first, and there is a baby at home waiting for you!"

After the translation, Jin's gestures also stopped.

Mrs. Sun also understood, she stood up, said hello to Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongxian, then turned and walked towards the door.

Yang Ruoqing also looked away, and holding Sun's arm, the mother and daughter left Lao Yang's house together and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Along the way, they met many villagers, and they all came to surround Sun and Yang Ruoqing's mother and daughter.

Everyone has a tacit understanding not to ask about Chen'er.

Because everyone knows that if there is no news, it is bad news, and it must not be found.

Naturally, he wouldn't come to ask, to make Yang Ruoqing and Sun's sad.

Moreover, half a month has passed since Chen'er disappeared, and everyone's attention has subsided a lot.

What is more concerned at this moment is the matter of Yang Hualin drowning in the courtyard at home.

"Ms. Qing'er, Qing'er, why did Yang's second son die? He really drowned? Why would he drown when he's so big? I heard he can paddle..."

Faced with these inquiries, Yang Ruoqing remained silent.

Mrs. Sun sighed and perfunctory them with the same answer.

"I don't know why I drowned, hey, pitiful, so pitiful, leaving behind three children without parents, hey!"

Everyone also sighed.

The mother and daughter finally returned to their home.

At this time, Tuobaxian was holding Baobao Luo and sitting in the main room, Xiao Yaxue was standing in front of Baobao Luo with a small bowl in her hand, and the two of them were working together to feed Baobao Luo the warmed goat milk.

The whole room smelled of the special smell of goat milk.

"Ah, baby, look who's back?"

Xiao Yaxue turned sideways and pointed towards Yang Ruoqing.

Luo Baobao was wriggling gently with a mouthful of goat milk wrapped in his small mouth.

She half understood Xiao Yaxue's words, but when she followed Xiao Yaxue's guidance, she looked towards the door of the main room.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing, Baby Luo's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Ah ah ah..."

She kicked her calves and struggled to stand up.

The small mouth opened, and a mouthful of goat milk burst out, bubbling around the mouth.

It's like when you brush your teeth, suddenly the toothpaste bubbles up.

Really funny, funny.

Yang Ruoqing's face had been tense for several days, and at this moment, the haze dissipated.

A smile suddenly appeared, and the pace was fast.

"Baby, mother is back..."

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