Chapter 55

This time, Qian Laicai panicked even more. Seeing his son fainted, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand to help his son remove the soil.However, how could the dirt in his throat be easily pulled out? If he didn't pull it out, his son would probably be suffocated to death.

Therefore, Qian Laicai changed his mind and shouted towards the courtyard: "Lotus, bring water quickly."

However, the daughter who was washing in the kitchen was not in a hurry at all, Mrs. Lu ran out of the house, and Qian Hehua didn't even bring out any water.

"Mother, get water quickly, the pillar is about to suffocate." Qian Laicai was in a hurry, just thinking that if the water would wash the soil down, maybe his son would wake up, but where is the water?
As soon as Mrs. Lu heard that her grandson was about to suffocate to death, Sa Yazi jumped out anxiously, glanced at her, dragged her grandson to the ditch by the street, poured a handful of water into his son's mouth; Zhang, took a deep breath, bowed his head and blew it mouth to mouth.

"呴~"

There was a strange muffled sound, and Qian Dazhu's neck swelled, like a duck swallowing a pebble, and then slowly returned to its original shape.

【The soil was finally blown into the stomach by the old woman. 】

The people watching the excitement around could not help but stare their eyes straight, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear.

This... this... so scary... so disgusting...

Feeling the severe pain, Qian Dazhu let out a muffled snort, spit out a mouthful of bloody sputum, panted heavily like a bellows, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the two blurred faces in front of him.

"Cough cough~" Qian Dazhu coughed violently after he was sober, with burning pain from his mouth to his throat. It was really worse than death. Lying in his father's crotch as if drinking urine, the stimulation made his internal organs churn and uncomfortable.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound because of the pain, and even panting was so hard for his grandma.

"Zhuzi, who did it? Is it your second aunt?" Seeing that his grandson could roll his eyes normally, Mrs. Lu asked.

Qian Dazhu nodded, then shook his head hastily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hiss, hiss, four." [Yes, it's Xiaohe, it's Xiaohe. 】

Mrs. Lu raised her head, her gaze swept around viciously and coldly, and she still saw Mrs. Tian's back, which was in the direction of Bao Zhang's house, but she also caught sight of a pair of bloody hands.

"Go, go to Baochang's house, take a bullock cart and take a pillar to see the doctor." Lu stared fiercely at Tian's back, and quickly ordered.

Qian Laicai is obedient, even if it is for his son, he has to be obedient, picked up Qian Dazhu and ran wildly, followed by Lu Shi with a cold face.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang in the house was lying on the window worryingly, staring at the situation outside, listening to all the movements; when she heard the words "Looking at the doctor", her heart trembled suddenly, and she felt chilly. Browsing out, Dong's face was pale, and he was not half as proud and ashamed as before.

There was a moment of silence on the street, and when Lu's figure disappeared at the entrance of Gu Baochang's alley, low voices of discussion quietly arose again.

"Didn't you say that Aunt Lu got sick from anger? Look at her running so fast just now, how can she look sick?"

"That's a heart attack, understand? Didn't you hear what happened yesterday morning? Lu's second son doesn't seem to be her own, and someone shook him out. Can she feel better?"

"..."

The topic of discussion has always lingered on the Qian family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law Lu.

(End of this chapter)

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