Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8060 Concern of lip service
"Don't say stupid things, mother is here, mother will not let you die!"

Yang Huamei held Xiao Hei's head in her arms, and anxiously asked Yang Huazhong for help.

Yang Huazhong didn't bother to block his nose with something, and went to Xiao Hei after entering the house, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Hei said: "My stomach hurts like hell, something is rushing into my throat, and something is squeezing my anus..."

"Oh no, no, no, no..."

After talking for a while, Xiao Hei turned sideways slightly, and then saw a pool of yellow dung water that was still bubbling slowly flowing out from under him.

Seeing this, Yang Huamei burst into tears.

"It's all water, the oil in the intestines is gone, third brother, what are you doing..."

Yang Huazhong frowned. Diarrhea is not a rare disease, but it is a pain in the ass.

"Come on, third uncle helps you up, let's go see the doctor."

Yang Huazhong raised one of Xiao Hei's arms, trying to help him up.

Yang Huamei also supported Xiao Hei's other arm, but Xiao Hei's legs were like two soft noodles, unable to support his huge body at all.

After two or three attempts, it didn't work, not only didn't work, but also made Yang Huazhong sweat out of exhaustion.

There were dirty things under her feet, sticky and slippery, Yang Huamei almost fell down.

"No, no, I can't stand still..." Yang Huazhong said again.

"Come on, get on third uncle's back, and I'll carry you to see the doctor."

He took a stride.

However, when Xiao Hei lay on his back, Yang Huazhong's feet suddenly fell down, his kneecaps trembled twice, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone.

"Hold it up, let's go!"

Yang Huazhong gritted his teeth, got up and walked a few steps, Yang Huamei followed behind and supported him.

However, as soon as he walked out of the west room and moved to the door of the main room, Yang Huazhong's knees suddenly gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Because Xiao Hei lay on his back, he couldn't do anything except hum and chirp.

Both arms didn't know how to hug Yang Huazhong's neck, and his shoulders as big as a millstone kept falling down. The weight of nearly two hundred catties was all relied on Yang Huazhong's arms to support it.

Even if he was nodding in his thirties, Yang Huazhong, whose strength was at its peak, would probably be exhausted.

What's more, Yang Huazhong is now 54 and five years old. He has passed his prime, and his leg was seriously injured a while ago and he was bedridden for a long time...

"No, no, no, no!"

Yang Huazhong freed his hand to support the wall, and managed to stabilize his body without falling down.

Yang Huamei looked bewildered, "Third Brother, what's the matter with you?"

At this moment, her mind is all on Xiao Hei, and everything else is ignored.

Seeing Yang Huazhong's slightly trembling legs from the side, Mrs. Tan stomped her feet anxiously: "What else can I do? Your third brother's legs are not sharp yet. Your son weighs two hundred catties at least as much as a pig." What a difference!"

Yang Huamei cried and said, "Mother, don't talk about Xiao Hei like that, what time is this?"

Even if you want Xiao Hei to lose weight, you can't pick this time, he is still sick at this time!
"Third brother, if you can't hold on anymore, put Xiao Hei in the house, and I'll call Wang Sheng and the others to come over!"

Yang Huazhong weighed it up, and said a little ashamedly: "That's the only way to go. I'm afraid my legs won't be able to support Wang Sheng's family."

It will be more troublesome to fall to the ground halfway later.

So, Yang Huamei hurried to Wangsheng's house, while Yang Huazhong took a breath, gritted his teeth, held back his strength, and moved Xiao Hei to his own room next to him step by step.

Tan did not dare to help.

There are also two reasons for this: first, Xiao Hei is too heavy, even if Mrs. Tan lends a hand, she can't exert much strength, just pretending.

Two, Xiao Hei's body is terribly dirty and stinky to death.

Tan Shi has some mild obsession with cleanliness, not to mention her own grandson, even if she was paralyzed and dragged on the bed twice, she would like to kill herself.

In the end, Sanya and the others hid all the scissors, embroidery needles...

"Third, take it easy, don't worry, I'll make his bed."

Tan ran to the small dark room, opened the door, fumbled to light the candles in the room, and then went to shake off the quilt.

As soon as the quilt was shaken off, a strange smell came from the bed.

The smell of urine and sweat is definitely there.

In addition, Tan also smelled a strange but familiar smell.

"Pooh!"

The old lady spat on the ground and muttered: "The bastard has everything, but he has no brains and no shame at all!"

There was movement from the door of the house behind him, and Yang Huazhong came in with Xiao Hei on his back.

"Hurry up, throw on the bed." Mrs. Tan hurriedly greeted.

Yang Huazhong hesitated slightly, "Will it dirty the bed?"

Tan waved his hand: "This bed is no different from a latrine, throw it up!"

Yang Huazhong looked around, there was no place for Xiao Hei's body except to put it on the ground.

As soon as he was put on the bed, Wang Hongquan, who lived in the backyard, heard the movement and rushed over. Seeing Xiao Hei lying on the bed covered in filth, looking like he was dying, Wang Hongquan lost the crutches in his hand, and panicked. He rushed to the bed and held Xiao Hei tightly.

"My son, my liver, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me!"

Seeing Wang Hongquan looking like the sky was about to fall, Yang Huazhong wiped the hot sweat from his brow and said, "Don't panic, Mei'er has invited the doctor. It must be because she ate badly or drank the cool breeze. .”

This has happened to everyone, so don't worry too much.

It's just the same old saying, this situation is torturing people, you don't want your life, only half your life.

"Bad stomach?"

Wang Hongquan raised his face, looked at Yang Huazhong in astonishment, and then shook his head violently.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. My Xiao Hei, I watched him grow up, and even when he was young, he would not have a stomachache while standing on Beifengtou and eating cold food. There must be something else wrong with him!"

Hearing Wang Hongquan's firm words, Yang Huazhong could only smile wryly, "Then I can't say for sure, it was like this when I came here, and I'll know what's going on when the doctor comes."

Wang Hongquan was still shaking his head, saying in multiple voices: "Impossible, it is absolutely impossible to eat a bad stomach..."

Mrs. Tan shook her head, pulled the corners of her mouth and said contemptuously: "All right, all right, if you say no, then no, you are capable, you are more patient than a doctor, then treat your grandson!"

Wang Hongquan went to see Mrs. Tan again, his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

"I respect you as Mei'er's mother, Xiaohei's Gapo, and my sister-in-law who is ten years older than me. I don't care about you, but you are also saying these sarcastic remarks at this moment!"

"What did I say that was cold? Xiao Hei is my grandson, can I not be in a hurry? You are in a hurry? Don't be in a hurry if you are in a hurry, you have to think of a way. It was because of my third son that he couldn't get up earlier. It's Meier who braved the night to invite the doctor, what about you? What did you do? You just let it go and howl, neither this nor that, why, could it be that we drugged him and harmed him?"

(End of this chapter)