, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Yang Ruoqing sat back on the damp hardwood bed again, holding her knees with her hands and resting her chin on her knees, thinking about things quietly. A pair of ears, but raised high, are always paying attention to the movements outside, not letting go of any slightest movement.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly there was movement in the yard outside, and a woman's cry was faintly heard.
Yang Ruoqing's heart tightened. She recognized that it was Mrs. Sun's voice and hurriedly got out of bed. As soon as she opened the door of the west wing, she saw a group of people, both men and women, rushing in through the wooden door over there. All of them looked so ugly. The person walking at the front was Old Yangtou. Behind him, Yang Huazhou and several villagers she didn't know were working together to carry a stretcher and were coming here.
"My third son...my heart, my flesh, what sin have you done to deserve this..."
A thin figure suddenly rushed out from the east wing, ran to the stretcher, threw himself on the stretcher, grabbed the edge of the stretcher with both hands, and cried so hard that he almost couldn't lift it up.
Yang Ruoqing took a closer look and saw that it was Mr. Tan.
I saw Mrs. Tan crying until her hair was disheveled, her eyes were full of tears, and her whole body was shaking.
Immediately, two old women from the same village rushed to Tan's side, trying to persuade her. Finally, they pulled Tan away from the stretcher, helped her aside and advised: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Fu." Uncle went back to get the medicine box and will be back in a moment..."
Mrs. Tan was crying and being supported by the two women and followed behind the stretcher.
"Quick, quick, this is the room, hurry up and get people in!" Old Yangtou had already pushed open the door of the wing next to Yang Ruoqing's wing and stood at the door shouting loudly.
Yang Huazhou and the others almost rushed past the door of Yang Ruoqing's house carrying a stretcher, and entered the house in a flash. Yang Ruoqing glanced hastily through the gap in the crowd. There was a man lying upright on the stretcher, covered with a patched quilt. His exposed head, face and feet were all covered in blood. Yang Ruoqing saw with sharp eyes that the toenails of her thumb and index finger were overturned, and blood was dripping from her feet!
Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath. She had lost a lot of blood. Was her life in danger?
"Dad Qing'er..."
From behind, Ms. Sun stumbled in. Her hair was messed up, her eyes were swollen, her voice was hoarse, her body was covered in dust, and her knees had two holes and blood oozing from them. She obviously broke them while running too fast on the road. One foot is wearing shoes, but the other foot is bare, and the whole person's eyes are a little distracted!
Yang Ruoqing even suspected that if it weren't for the support of her two young daughters-in-law, Mrs. Sun might have collapsed to the ground.
Everyone rushed to the wing next door and blocked the door and windows. Tan's ups and downs crying and cursing, as well as Sun's hoarse sobbing, were mixed in with the loud quarreling and talking of a group of people, and the noise in the small backyard of Lao Yang's house turned into a pot of boiling porridge!
Someone shouted, "Uncle Fu is here!"
The crowd made way for the little old man carrying the incense to enter the room.
Here, Yang Ruoqing was thinking about her father's injury. When she saw the doctor from the village entering, she tried to push her way into the crowd, wanting to go in and take a look.
She was an agent in her previous life, and when she was not on missions, her other identity was that of a doctor, specializing in traditional Chinese medicine.
Her father had fallen like this, and she didn't care about anything else. She just wanted to squeeze in and see if she could be of any help! After all, this is a rural area in ancient times. She is skeptical about the ability of this village doctor named Fu Bo!
Suddenly, someone grabbed her messy hair from behind, pulled her back from the crowd, and pushed her to the ground.
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and saw that the person pulling her was a plump, middle-aged woman with a stern face. This woman was probably the best dressed in the courtyard. Her clothes had no patches, and her black shoes had a camellia embroidered on them.
However, this woman's face is not very pleasing. Although she is powdered and her face is fair, her eyes are long and slender, her lips are thin, and there is a black mole at the corner of her mouth. At first glance, He just looks so mean and difficult to get along with!
A fierce face suddenly flashed in her mind, and Yang Ruoqing felt an inexplicable fear in her heart, and she instinctively wanted to shrink back.
She was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that the feeling of fear just now was actually left in her soul by her original master. The object of fear is the horse-faced woman in front of her, the second daughter-in-law of the old Yang family, Yang Ruoqing's second mother, Mrs. Yang!
"You fool, I can't do anything without you! Don't you think you've done enough harm to your father? You're so stinky that you still want to get into the crowd? You will die for me! If you dare to come forward, I will beat you to death!" Yang glared fiercely at Yang Ruoqing, who was sprawled on the ground, spat, turned around and squeezed into the crowd.
Everyone's minds were distracted by what was going on in the wing at the moment, and they didn't notice what was happening behind them. Even if there were one or two villagers nearby who saw Yang bullying Yang Ruoqing, they all had expressions of not being surprised.
This is originally a family matter of Lao Yang's family, and it's hard for outsiders to say anything about it. Besides, this silly daughter of Yang Laosan's family is also a troublemaker in the eyes of the villagers. If this girl hadn't caused so many things, would Yang Laosan be lying half-dead in the room right now? This silly girl should have been taught a lesson long ago, she deserves it!
Yang Ruoqing got up from the ground with difficulty and saw Mrs. Yang pulling other villagers who were watching, trying to squeeze into the house.
Yang Ruoqing sneered in her heart, this second mother still thought that she was the stupid fat girl who could be beaten and scolded in the past, then she had made the wrong calculation! Yang Ruoqing leaned over quietly. To outsiders, she still looked stupid and wanted to squeeze into the room. However, in a place where others could not see, she used a clever move to hook her ankle, and a fist-sized stone was hooked from the ground.
After Yang threw Yang Ruoqing to the ground, she had no intention of paying attention to this fool anymore.
She just came back from town today. She originally planned to go to her mother's house in the east end of the village for dinner. She slaughtered a chicken and stewed a pot of soup today. As soon as she entered the village, she heard that the third child of the old Yang family had an accident. Yang's eyes lit up, she loved watching the excitement, and rushed to the old Yang family without even taking a breath.
Unexpectedly, she came back late, and the land was occupied by these meddlesome villagers. She screamed and asked others to make way for her, while reaching out her hand to push aside the people blocking her way, hoping to squeeze in and take a look at the excitement. Unexpectedly, something suddenly seemed to have been trampled under his feet. His tall body suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards.
