Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7912 Nightmare
Breathing is no longer smooth and even, and becomes rapid and chaotic.

There was a strange red tide on his face, but there was a thin layer of sweat seeping out of his forehead, his two hands were randomly grabbing the quilt under him, and his two feet were also kicking indiscriminately.

It seems to be running, crossing, and chasing in a dream. At the same time, the lips covered with a layer of white dead skin are murmuring, and indistinct voices come out intermittently from the mouth.

"Katsuo... don't go, don't, don't go..."

"Dol!"

Yang Ruoqing leaned forward and gently wiped the sweat from Xiaoduo's forehead with a handkerchief in her hand.

"Dol."

"Katsuo, don't, don't go, don't go..."

Xiaoduo began to shake her head, there was a whimper in her throat, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"Duo'er, wake up, wake up quickly."

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaoduo's cheek lightly, Xiaoduo seemed to be trapped in the vortex of nightmare and couldn't extricate herself, her whole body was moving up and down, her body heaved greatly, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.

Yang Ruoqing became so anxious that she lost her handkerchief, controlled Xiaoduo's head, and pinched her fingernails into the opponent's body.

Xiaoduo's body stiffened suddenly, but her eyes suddenly opened.

There seemed to be two clouds of black air in the pupils, covering the original clarity.

"Duo'er, wake up, I am my sister."

Following Yang Ruoqing's calls, the black air gradually dispersed from Xiaoduo's pupils, revealing her original expression.

After a moment of confusion, Xiaoduo recognized the person close by, and also remembered the previous dream.

"sister!"

With a sob, she called out, sat up and threw herself into Yang Ruoqing's arms.

Yang Ruoqing caressed Xiaoduo's back, the clothes on her back were already wet with sweat and stuck to her body.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to get up and help Xiaoduo find some dry clothes to change into, but Xiaoduo hugged her too tightly.

Not only that, but she was also leaning on Yang Ruoqing's shoulders trembling, and said sobbingly: "Sister, I dreamed about Shengnan, why did I call him, but he ignored me, woo..."

"Dreams are all fake, it's okay, it's okay..."

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaoduo's back lightly, persuading her softly.

Xiaoduo shook her head, sat up straight, grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand, looked into her eyes and said eagerly: "I dreamed that in a valley, I saw a man carrying firewood in front of him, a One foot with a shoe on, one foot without a shoe."

"I really thought I was lost in a dream, so I chased after him to ask him about it. I patted his shoulder, and when I turned around, it was his face!"

"At that moment, I didn't know how happy I was. I went up and hugged him and cried. I asked him, where have you been these days? I was so anxious that my family was looking for you. If you find someone, you will be turned on their backs, and the children will miss you too!"

"I wanted to pull him home, but instead of coming back with me, he pushed me away."

"I didn't even care about the firewood, so I ran away. I chased and shouted after him, but he just didn't turn back. I fell behind, and he finally stopped."

"Standing far away from me, he also cried. He seemed to yell something at me, but I couldn't hear it clearly, and then he woke up..."

After Xiaoduo finished talking about the dream just now, she leaned on Yang Ruoqing's shoulder and sobbed again.

On the other side of the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and He Lian'er also followed the sound when they heard the noise in the house.

Seeing Xiaoduo sitting up and crying with Yang Ruoqing, Sun wept with joy.

He didn't bother to find out what Xiaoduo said, and hugged Xiaoduo from behind when he came up, calling out, "My son, my flesh, my miserable daughter".

Standing behind them, He Lianer quietly turned her face to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes when she saw this scene.

Because of Sun's joining, it was replaced by Sun and Xiaoduo's mother and daughter crying.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Jiaojiao and little sister Lingling poking their heads at the door of the house, so she waved to them and let the two children come in.

Seeing that Xiaoduo woke up, the two sisters were very happy. They wanted to come forward to get close to Xiaoduo, but they were a little timid.

"Auntie, I'm afraid."

When Yang Ruoqing tried to send Jiaojiao to the bedside, Jiaojiao grabbed Yang Ruoqing's sleeve and hid back, speaking in a very low voice.

Yang Ruoqing reckoned that it was because Xiaoduo's situation was very unstable during this period, so the two children were frightened, and they were a little bit different at the moment, and if they gave the children more time, they would definitely come over and get close to her.

After all, Xiaoduo is Jiaojiao's own mother, and she also treats Lingling, the nominal niece, as her own.

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. Your mother loves you the most. Come on, come and talk to your mother."

Jiaojiao looked up at the mother who was still lying in Sun's arms crying like a child, blinked her small eyes a few times, and said softly, "I don't know what to say."

Yang Ruoqing whispered a few words in Jiaojiao's ear.

Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and moved her small body to the side of the bed.

Under the expectant eyes of Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er, she gently tugged at the corner of Xiaoduo's clothes, calling softly, "Mother~"

Xiaoduo turned around and saw Jiaojiao lying on the side of the bed, holding the corners of her clothes with her small hands, looking up at herself expectantly.

"Jiaojiao!"

Xiaoduo choked up a sob, and was about to bend over to hug the baby, but Jiaojiao herself was already using her hands and feet, and awkwardly moved her little body onto the bed.

Standing on the bed, Jiaojiao is shorter than Xiaoduo sitting on the bed. Before she could stand still, the child plunged into Xiaoduo's arms, hugged Jiaojiao's neck affectionately, and slapped Xiaoduo hard on Xiaoduo's face. 'Bo' took a sip.

"Mother, don't sleep anymore, Jiaojiao wants you to wake up and play with me."

Xiaoduo hugged Jiaojiao tightly, nodded while crying, and kissed the child's head, face, and small hands indiscriminately.

Nodding while kissing, tears fell on the child's face like broken beads.

Children are ignorant and cannot understand the feelings of being a mother at this moment.

On the contrary, she still felt that the tears fell on her face and felt wet. It was a little warm at first, and then a little cold in the back.

So Jiaojiao twisted her small body in Xiaoduo's arms and giggled.

No wonder everyone said that children are angels. Sure enough, this laughter is really long-lost in the third room of the Yang family, and it is so healing.

Xiaoduo couldn't help showing a smile, hugged Jiaojiao and said guiltily: "It's mother's fault, mother is not sleeping, mother is awake to play with you."

Jiaojiao was so happy that she almost cheered.

Sun Shi, Yang Ruoqing, He Lian'er, and the others watched this scene from the side, and exchanged glances with each other quietly, and they all saw a faint look of relief in each other's eyes.

Then, Yang Ruoqing found Lingling not far away.

The child bit his lip lightly, and was looking at Xiaoduo and Jiaojiao who were hugging each other on the bed with envious eyes.

And Xiaoduo has just woken up from a long nightmare, and she has no scruples about Lingling.

So Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly.

This light cough is completely different from the cough when the throat is uncomfortable, which is an obvious hint.

(End of this chapter)