Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3022
Yang Ruoqing said, "Let's come and see your father."

Chen Biao showed gratitude on his face, and hurriedly stretched out his hand towards the main room: "Master, Uncle San, please come to the room."

Several people entered Chen Biao's father's room, and Chen Biaoniang was sitting by the bed with a small bowl of porridge in her hand, apparently planning to feed Chen Biao's father a few mouthfuls.

But the woman was helpless, sitting there frowning.

Seeing Chen Biao coming in with Old Yang Tou and Yang Ruoqing, the woman was very surprised, and hurriedly stood up to greet everyone.

Old Yang said: "It's spring, and the family is a bit busy, so I haven't been able to spare time to come and have a look."

"I'm free today, so I just want to come and have a look, sit with Lao Chen and have a conversation." The old man said.

Chen Biaoniang nodded lightly with red eyes, turned around and looked at the bed behind her: "Father Biao, Old Uncle Yang and Third Brother have come to see you, open your eyes and look at them!"

Following Chen Biaoniang's voice, Yang Ruoqing who was standing here also cast her eyes on the bed.

When she glanced over, she was surprised, where is Chen Biao's father on the bed?It's all kneaded together, crumpled bedding!
"Where's the person?" Old Yang raised his head. Obviously, the old man's eyesight couldn't find it.

"Here." Chen Biaoniang raised her finger.

Everyone looked at the place where Chen Biaoniang's finger pointed, and it didn't matter if they didn't look at it or not.

In the middle of the messy bedding, there was a bald head drooping there.

The neck is thin, buried in the neckline of the fat and wide clothes on the body.

The other parts of the body were all hidden under the quilt, so thin that they couldn't see their shape.

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath, and when she came back, she had completely changed.

It's been a long time since the big guy entered the room, and he hardly heard any sound from the bed. The whole room was filled with a depressing sense of death. It was a feeling that the vitality was continuously disappearing.

Hey, it's probably only two days!
Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, turned her head and looked out the window, it has been almost three days since the news was released, and there is no news of Brother Chen Biao yet.

That birdman, that bastard, where on earth did he hide?
Or has it been killed by someone, waiting for Chen Biao's father underneath?

Inside the room, Old Yang's startled voice sounded again, pulling Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.

"Oh my god, why is this so thin?" Old Yang's voice trembled slightly, he stepped forward to the bedside and leaned over.

"Old Chen, I am your old Uncle Yang, if you can hear me, please nod!" Old Yang said.

The drooping bald head didn't nod or shake his head. At a certain moment, everyone thought he was dead, but occasionally he could hear a few "wheezing, wheezing" sounds, the sound of breathing from his chest, very Strange, like pulling a bellows.

"Hey!" Old Yang sighed, and stood up straight, with grief and regret all over his face.

Yang Huazhong's eyes and nose were red, and the man stood there stiffly, holding back the tears in his eyes.

I don't want to let tears flow out, and I don't want to make the Chen family even more sad.

"I haven't eaten for several days, just drink some soup and water." Chen Biao's voice sounded dull.

"A few days ago, I sent Ju'er back to Changping Village and had dinner at Sister Qing'er's. At that time, I told Sister Qing'er that my father just wanted to see my brother for the last time,"

"Since yesterday, my father has stopped talking. Last night I stayed by his bed and heard him call the name of the person who spent the night,"

"It's not my elder brother anymore, but my family's deceased grandparents. They say you are here, and he is here too. Everyone is here,"

"In the middle of the night, I felt chills all over my body, as if there were a lot of people in this room, and I was terrified. Fortunately, my mother came to keep me company, so I survived until the daytime."

Hearing Chen Biao's words, Old Yang's eyes and mouth widened in surprise.

Immediately, he shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"This is all fate, God wants to accept your father as a good man, there is no way, no way!" said the old man.

Everyone stood in front of Chen Biao's father's bed for a while, and sighed for a while.

Chen Biao and Chen Biaoniang greeted Lao Yangtou and his party to drink tea in the hall next door, and Chen Biao went out to buy vegetables for them to eat.

But in this situation, who still has the mind to stay for dinner?
So, Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong left the gifts they brought and left.

Carrying the gift, Chen Biaoniang chased him into the alley at the door, "His father doesn't need this gift anymore, you can take it home and give it to the old lady, old uncle Yang, you can make up for yourself..." ..."

Old Yang said: "We still have it at home, you can keep this, it's more or less our kindness."

Chen Biaoniang still wanted to decline again, but Chen Biao said: "Mother, I have already talked about this, so you can accept it."

"In the future, when we have the conditions, we will return this love." He said.

Chen Biaoniang had no choice but to give up. The mother and son watched Lao Yangtou and his carriage leave the alley before turning back to the yard.

On the carriage, Lao Yang said in a deep voice: "I think Lao Chen will only have two days from today to tomorrow, and he won't be able to survive the day after tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing didn't make a sound, her face was also solemn.

Yang Huazhong said: "Last time when the fifth son and the others entered the new house in the first lunar month, I was drinking at the same table as Brother Chen."

"Brother Chen is only 42 this year, one year older than me, and his two sons have not yet married, so they just left."

"Looking at him like that, I feel really uncomfortable!" Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.

Old Yang said: "To put it bluntly, this is fate!"

"Look at me, I'm almost seventy, if I can exchange, I want to exchange your elder brother and second brother with your mother!" said the old man.

Yang Huazhong fell silent.

The three of them returned to Changping Village silently all the way.

When getting out of the car, Old Yang said to Yang Huazhong: "If Chen Biao's father lies down, the Chen family will send someone to report the funeral, right?"

Yang Huazhong thought for a while, and said: "That should be it. Ju'er and Chen Biao are going to get married in Rexiao. The fourth wife of the old Yang family and the old Chen family are in-laws, so we must come to report the funeral!"

Old Yang nodded his head, "Although the rest of our houses don't share the funeral ceremony with the old Chen's family, and don't go there with gongs and drums to send wreaths to pay homage to the funeral like the fourth child, but the dead are the big ones, and we have to go there for funerals. Burn a longevity incense."

Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly, "Father, this is necessary, my son understands it!"

Only then did Old Yang get out of the carriage in peace.

When Yang Huazhong opened the gate the next morning, the Chen family sent a funeral reporter over.

"I heard that they went there while cooking dinner last night." Yang Huaming came to Yang Huazhong's house with a serious face, and discussed this matter with Yang Huazhong and Old Yang.

(End of this chapter)