Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3144 Returning to the Light (four more)
When everyone in the room heard this, they were both distressed and happy.

Da Sun said again: "Where's Qing'er? Qing'er, come quickly and get your pulse!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "My medical skills are not very good, I'll go and ask Uncle Fu to come over."

Soon, Uncle Fu came over and gave Mrs. Sun his pulse.

"How am I? Don't I need to die?" Mrs. Sun looked at Uncle Fu expectantly and asked.

Uncle Fu smiled slightly, and said to Mrs. Sun: "The old lady is a wealthy man, she is safe from danger."

When Mrs. Sun heard this, a smile appeared on her face, as if she had let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncle Fu, then you can prescribe some medicine for my mother-in-law, let's go to the main room." Yang Ruoqing said.

Uncle Fu nodded and followed Yang Ruoqing out of the house. Before Yang Ruoqing left, she winked at Old Suntou and uncle again.

The two of them were surprised, and hurriedly followed out, leaving a few women from the Dasun family in the room.

"Qing'er, what's the matter with your winking to let us come here?" Uncle Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Ruoqing with a smile, the joy on the man's face was still there.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at uncle, shook her head, then turned around and looked at Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, what is the truth? Tell me!" she said in a deep voice.

Uncle Fu raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of him, then at the happy old Suntou and Uncle Yang Ruoqing, his face was filled with embarrassment, and he hesitated to speak.

The old grandson has lived most of his life, so why can't he tell?

The smile on his face paused, and he also looked at Uncle Fu: "Just tell me what's going on, we... can handle it!"

Said he could bear it, but the old man subconsciously clenched his fingers tightly.

Uncle Fu sighed, and said: "This is a flashback, it's almost... time to prepare for the funeral!"

"What?"

Old Sun's body froze suddenly, but for Uncle Yang Ruoqing who helped him, the old man would have fallen to the ground.

"What, what, why is this happening?" Old Sun's face was ashen, the corners of his lips were trembling slightly, his whole body was trembling, and he was a little incoherent.

And these words of Uncle Fu happened to be heard by the big Sun and Sun who entered the room.

The empty bowl in Mrs. Sun's hand immediately fell to the ground with a shattering sound, and the whole person froze in place.

And Da Sun staggered to Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, are you joking? My mother is obviously well and can eat!"

"Didn't we all say that as long as you can eat, you can't die? Why, why are you still like this..."

Da Sun wept anxiously, holding on to Uncle Fu's hand tightly.

Uncle Fu sighed, and said helplessly: "This is the flashback. After the flashback is over, it will be really fast. You should... get ready, I'll go back first!"

After Uncle Fu left, Mrs. Sun fell to the ground, covering her face and crying.

Mrs. Sun also ran over and hugged Mrs. Sun. The two sisters hugged each other and cried.

I didn't dare to cry too loudly, for fear of being heard by Mrs. Sun in the room over there.

That night, Mrs. Sun wanted to stay here to accompany Mrs. Sun, Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll accompany Granny, mother, go back and rest, and come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Sun shook her head, and said in an unusually firm tone: "No, I must accompany my mother. If I don't, I will never have a chance to accompany her in the future."

These words made Yang Ruoqing's tears flow down again.

Being human in two lifetimes, these few months of this year are the most tormenting she has experienced, personally experiencing and participating in the death of relatives around her...

Although the elder uncle Yang Hua'an and the second uncle Yang Hualin both passed away, but the feeling of heartache is completely different from Gapo's.

Maybe it's immoral to say this, the dead are respected, but Yang Ruoqing said it out of her heart.

Feelings are not that hot, and you won't feel any sadness when the other party dies, at most you will sigh a few times.

But if the person who passed away was a loved one you cared about, then you will be uncontrollably sad.

You don’t need to deliberately think about it, squeeze your tears, your brain will turn around and turn to that point unconsciously, and then you will be very puzzled and ask God, why did such suffering come down?
You will fantasize over and over again, pray for the apparition of the gods, even if the hope is slim, you can't help but look forward to it...

In the end, when you find that everything has become powerless, you don't have any other emotions left except sadness and distress.

"Okay, then I will accompany Granny with my mother." Yang Ruoqing said, her attitude was also unusually firm.

In her growing memory, Ga Po was closer than Grandma.

After a while, Dasun and Xiaojie also came over, and the two mothers hugged two mats and two pillows and made a bed on the floor.

"Mother fell asleep?" Da Sun asked Sun in a low voice.

Sun nodded, "I slept well tonight."

Da Sun said: "Perhaps I was full before, so I slept soundly tonight."

"I wonder if my grandma can still eat like today?" Xiaojie asked.

Da Sun glanced at Xiaojie, frowned, and fell silent.

"Let's all sleep, our ears are more sensitive at night." Da Sun said again.

There was a candle in the room, and Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun slept on a mat. The mat was spread on the ground in front of Mrs. Sun's bed, and Mrs. Sun could be seen when she looked up.

On the other hand, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaojie slept on the cool bed under the window here, one at the other.

When she slept until midnight, Yang Ruoqing woke up suddenly.

"Xiaojie? What's the matter with you, Xiaojie?"

She sat up and looked at Xiaojie.

I saw Xiaojie curled up into a ball, shaking slightly like a sieve passed through rice.

"Xiaojie, what's the matter with you? Wake up." Yang Ruoqing gently pushed Xiaojie again.

Xiaojie sat up, grabbed her own pillow and quickly slept on Yang Ruoqing's side.

"Excuse me, I'm afraid." She trembled.

"We are all here, what are you afraid of?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiaojie hugged her knees, and moved her body closer to Yang Ruoqing.

He looked around for a while, then quickly took it back.

"Before I slept on the other side, someone touched my head." Xiaojie said.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, and also looked around.

On the big bed over there, the curtain was lowered, and the sound of Mrs. Sun's breathing could be heard from inside.

The sound was like a bellows, whirring.

On the mat on the floor in front of the bed, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun fell asleep back to back. They had been busy all day during the day, exhausting their mind and body, and now they lay down and fell asleep.

It's impossible for them to get up and touch Xiaojie's head, who is touching her head?

"You had a nightmare at night, it's okay, just lie down and go to sleep." Yang Ruoqing said.

He raised his hand to gently wrap around Xiaojie's shoulder, and let her lie down beside him.

Xiaojie slept inside, Yang Ruoqing slept outside, protecting her inside.

After sleeping for a while, Yang Ruoqing felt Xiaojie trembling again when she was drowsy.

"What's wrong, Xiaojie?" Yang Ruoqing turned over and sat up.

This time, Xiaojie curled up there, firmly grasping the thin quilt covering her chest with both hands, "Sister, someone scratched the soles of my feet..."

(End of this chapter)