Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6608 Returning to the Village
"I'm going back to the village."

After leaving this sentence, she turned her head and walked downstairs.

"You can't leave, who will take care of Hongmei when you leave?" Dabai asked after chasing after her.

Yang Huamei didn't look back.

Hongmei also said: "Mother, I don't need you to serve me. You are serving your eldest grandson. Don't you even want your eldest grandson?"

Dabai also hurriedly said: "That's right, don't you want a grandson?"

This time, Yang Huamei stopped in the middle of the stairs. She turned her head and smiled sarcasticly at the couple at the foot of the stairs: "I don't even want a son, let alone a grandson? Who cares who cares, I'm leaving!"

She turned and left resolutely.

Behind him, Dabai kicked a small round stool next to him down the stairs, "Idiot old bastard, shameless..."

Yang Huamei ran down the stairs in one breath, rushed out of the shop, and plunged into the snowstorm...

The cold wind was blowing towards her face with snowflakes. She didn't wear a hat, scarf or gloves. The wind blew on her face like thousands of ice knives were cutting her flesh.

Snowflakes fell into her neck, making her teeth tremble from the cold.

She shrugged her shoulders and folded her arms and stepped on the knee-deep snow towards Changping Village. Tears finally welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision...

The old Wang's family entrusted Wang Shuanzi's big hall brother and Shuanzi's eldest brother-in-law to go to Baimeizhai in Qingshui Town to deliver the family expulsion document to Dabai.

As a result, I met Yang Huamei on the way.

Old Wang's house.

Yang Huazhong and the others all rushed over. Sun's family, Bao Suyun, Yang Ruoqing, and other women sat around Yang Huamei's bed. Behind the women, the men sat or stood.

The voices of people in the room were suppressed by Tan's crying.

"My son, who is so miserable, went to the town and almost lost his life, and realized that god damn it, he did all kinds of bad things, and the sky will be thundered!"

If it was before today, and heard Tan swearing at Dabai with such vicious words, Yang Huamei would be the first to refuse, not to mention Wang Hongquan would squeeze in from behind the crowd and cover Tan's mouth.

But at this moment, Wang Hongquan only twitched the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't tell whether it was distressed or something, and Yang Huamei was lying on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling of the tent, looking like she was lost in the sky.

As for Wang Shuanzi and other members of the old Wang family, they all clenched their fists, their faces full of anger.

Wang Shuanzi's hall brother said with red eyes: "We were shocked when we saw our siblings in the ice and snow. Our hair was disheveled and we lost one of our shoes. We thought it was some crazy lady who ran out!"

Brother-in-law Shuanzi couldn't help but sigh: "When we two picked her up, her mouth was black and blue. We thought about not sending her back to the village right away, maybe she would freeze to death on the road. No, the secretary It hasn't been sent out yet!"

He returned the document to Wang Shuanzi.

Wang Shuanzi pinched the thin document tightly with his fingers, his joints were pale, and his teeth collided together to bite out a sentence: "When the snow stops, I will go to the town myself and throw this document in the face of that beast!"

"Shuanzi, please don't go, Dabai is not recognized by his relatives now, you can't withstand his fist with your body." Brother Shuanzi said quickly.

The old man Wang Hongquan next to him opened his mouth, he habitually wanted to distinguish a few words for Dabai.

At this moment, Yang Huamei on the bed suddenly coughed.

With a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and it vomited on Tan's pair of gray cotton shoes that were probably new.

With a groan, Tan patted his legs and began to cry.

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others crowded around in a panic, holding handkerchiefs, stroking backs, pouring sugar water, making a mess in front of the bed.

"Father, come and help my grandma over here, she is in the way."

Yang Ruoqing directly raised her voice to give instructions, then rolled up her sleeves and came to the bedside.

"Get out of the way, let me take a look."

Mrs. Sun and the others quickly stepped aside, leaving enough space for Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took Yang Huamei's pulse, looked at her tongue coating and eyelids, "My aunt is furious, mother, go and get a tea bowl, fifth aunt, go and bring a cup of hot tea."

"Two more people to help my aunt sit up."

The big guys immediately acted according to Yang Ruoqing's orders.

Everyone was very curious about what Yang Ruoqing was going to do next, so they poked their heads forward, and all eyes focused on Yang Ruoqing's hands.

In her hand, there was an extra pair of rolled leather bags. When she shook the leather bags open, there were dense rows of silver needles inside.

The lengths and thicknesses are different, and a cold light flashes like a cow's hair, which makes people shudder.

And when Yang Huazhong saw the pair of silver needles, his breathing was secretly a little short.

Back then when he broke his leg and was almost paralyzed, Qinger used this set of silver needles to heal him.

"Everyone, don't panic, let alone push forward, don't interfere with Qing'er's treatment of Mei'er."

Yang Huazhong ordered loudly that all the people in the room were relatives of the two families, and everyone gathered here for the purpose of caring for Yang Huamei. Mrs. Liu couldn't bear the miserable situation, and quietly turned her head to wipe away tears of sympathy.

Once Yang Ruoqing plans to do something, especially when it is a delicate job that involves her life and safety, she will put herself in a state where there is nothing outside her body, and all the surrounding sounds will gradually fade away, and her There were only her and Yang Huamei in the space, and even if the people next to him needed to help later, those people would all become NPCs.

She grabbed Yang Huamei's left hand, dabbed some shochu with a cotton ball on her middle finger, then twisted a silver needle and slowly pierced Yang Huamei's finger.

Yang Huamei has been staring at the tent in a daze since she came back and said a few words. Even if Mrs. Tan cried and cursed Dabai fiercely, she didn't react at all, as if her soul was not on her body.

Now when Yang Ruoqing pricked her middle finger, Yang Huamei's body trembled violently.

Yang Ruoqing kneaded Yang Huamei's middle finger while observing Yang Huamei's reaction.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, when the bright red blood seeped from her fingers, Yang Ruoqing told the people next to her: "Give my aunt some hot tea."

Someone nearby responded and quickly fed Yang Huamei a couple of mouthfuls.

"very good."

Yang Ruoqing said, and then rubbed Yang Huamei's fingers.

A lot of blood dripped on the ground, and the people around were shocked, but no one made a sound, because everyone knew that Yang Ruoqing was treating Yang Huamei's illness.

When Yang Ruoqing finished kneading this hand and went to grab Yang Huamei's other hand to do the same, Tan finally couldn't help making a sound.

"Fat girl, why do you still want to release your aunt's blood? If you release too much of the spirit of a bloody man, your aunt will die! Are you okay? Don't mess around..."

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to respond, Yang Huazhong hurriedly said to Tan Shi: "Mother, don't worry, Qing'er is sensible, she will never make fun of her aunt's life!"

(End of this chapter)