, wonderful and free of pop-ups! All because I went to buy medicine for myself...
Yang Ruoqing lowered her head silently, feeling a little gloomy. The hand hanging by his side was suddenly gently held by a rough, big hand.
She looked back and saw that it was Mrs. Sun.
"Why are your hands so cold? Don't you have a fever again?" Sun suddenly became nervous and raised her hand to touch Yang Ruoqing's forehead, but Yang Ruoqing grabbed that hand with her backhand.
"I touched it myself and it didn't burn. Maybe it was a bit cold at night," Yang Ruoqing said.
I really hate the original owner of this body. He ate so much for nothing, which stretched his stomach. He digested it quickly. After a long day, it was time to have dinner. There was nothing in his stomach. I don’t have much energy, so my hands and feet are naturally cold.
"Come on, come and sit here, Mom, I'll cover you." Mrs. Sun took Yang Ruoqing's hand without any explanation, moved her body to the other side of the bench, and made room to pull Yang Ruoqing next to her. Sitting on her side, she put Yang Ruoqing's slightly cold hands into the hem of her blouse, placed them against her flat but warm belly, and held them tightly.
Sun's other hand gently hugged Yang Ruoqing's back, and she sighed softly in Yang Ruoqing's ears: "I never thought in my wildest dreams that your father would get involved in such a thing. Mother, this afternoon, my heart is completely panicked." , I couldn't take care of you either. My poor Qing'er, you are still sick, hungry and cold, my poor daughter..."
Before she could say a few words, Mrs. Sun was so choked that she couldn't make a sound.
Yang Ruoqing lowered her head, feeling the warmth slowly passing from Sun's body into her hands, dispelling the coldness in her palms little by little.
What Yang Ruoqing never expected was that under such circumstances, Mrs. Sun could still be thinking about herself, thinking about the fact that she had not eaten or taken medicine. Mrs. Sun herself was so confused that she felt that the sky was falling, but she could still use herself. Use your body temperature to cover your daughter’s hands...
In my previous life, I was an orphan, and I could come and go as I pleased in the world. I won't worry about anyone, and I won't be missed by anyone.
Dead or alive, sad or happy, you have to face it alone!
On such an autumn night, in a poor farmyard, in a dim hut with a soybean oil lamp swaying, being cared for by her mother in this way, her nose suddenly sore, and she, who had been without tears for almost half her life, suddenly felt like crying. impulse.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head sideways, forced back the moisture in her eyes, and turned her head again. Under the light, her eyes embedded in her breasts were countless times clearer than usual. No panic, just calmness.
"Mom, don't worry about me. Qing'er is already twelve years old. He is a big kid and can take care of himself. Just stay with dad and take good care of him."
When Sun heard Yang Ruoqing's words, she nodded happily. She glanced at Yang Huazhong lying on the bed, and Sun's tears fell again.
"Uncle Fu said, I'm afraid your father's leg won't heal. If he really can't get off the ground for the rest of his life, what should our mothers do?" Mrs. Sun cried helplessly again, fearing to disturb Yang Huazhong, so she used He covered his mouth tightly with his hand, and his thin shoulders trembled slightly.
Yang Ruoqing knew that the 'mothers' mentioned by Mrs. Sun were not only their mother and daughter, but also the two younger brothers who were picked up by her grandfather in a bullock cart two days ago to play with for a few days.
The eldest brother Yang Daan is eight years old, and the younger brother Yang Xiaoan is just over three years old. If Yang Huazhong's legs were really useless, then the sky would really fall for this family. The food and drink for five mouths all fell on one pair of Sun's shoulders. In this ancient farming society, men were the main labor force in a family, and women were just auxiliaries. What's more, could Sun be able to carry it with such a thin body?
"Mom, don't worry too much. Uncle Fu also said that there is no hope for my father's legs. As long as we work together, we will definitely find a way!" Yang Ruoqing removed her warm hands from Sun's clothes. He pulled back, held Sun's hand tightly, and comforted softly.
Mrs. Sun nodded and said nothing. She knew that her daughter's words were to comfort her, and she didn't want to feel too sad. She sighed secretly in her heart, so what can we do if we work together? I can't afford the money to send Qing'er's father to a big place outside to find a famous doctor and take good medicine. Qing'er's father's leg still won't heal!
However, Ms. Sun would definitely not say these words in front of her daughter. Her daughter had just recovered from a serious illness and had not even spent a day being ignored by her parents. Ms. Sun couldn't bear to worry about her!
Yang Ruoqing could see through Sun's thoughts.
She didn't say anything more. Language is often the weakest when faced with difficulties. Action is the key to turning everything around.
Her eyes fell back on Yang Huazhong on the bed. The lights in the room were dim at the moment, and her body and spirit were not very good. She would find another chance when Uncle Fu came to change her father's dressing in two days. Stand by and take a good look at the injury on dad's leg.
She is very confident in her Chinese medicine skills, especially bone setting. No matter what, she will definitely try her best to heal her father's leg and let him stand up again. This family cannot live without him!
Neither mother nor daughter spoke anymore. Both pairs of eyes were fixed on Yang Huazhong on the bed, each with their own thoughts.
After a while, the door of the wing was pushed open a crack, and a tall figure stepped in.
Yang Ruoqing turned around and took a look. The person coming was her fifth uncle Yang Huazhou.
Yang Huazhou saw a hint of surprise in his big eyes when he saw that his usually crazy niece was actually very well-behaved and accompanying her mother. If it were normal, Yeoman might have teased her a little, but right now, he really didn't have that leisure.
"Fifth brother, why are you here at this late hour?" Mrs. Sun saw the person clearly and stood up from the bench.
"Third sister-in-law, how is my third brother now? Are you awake? Have you taken the medicine?" Yang Huazhou came to the bedside, looked at Yang Huazhong for a few times, and asked.
Mrs. Sun also stood beside the bed, followed her eyes on Yang Huazhong, sighed and said: "I woke up half an hour ago, fed him half a bowl of medicine, and didn't say anything to me. He didn't even drink the medicine." He had his eyes closed, drank and then lay down."
"Just drink the medicine and you'll be fine." Yang Huazhong nodded, turned to look at Mrs. Sun, and said in a low voice: "Third sister-in-law, don't tighten yourself too much. My third brother is like this. You can't do it anymore at this juncture. After falling down, Qing'er, Da'an and Xiaoan are still leaning on you."
Sun nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Fifth brother, thanks to you coming back to report the news, otherwise we wouldn't know that something happened to your third brother..."
"Third sister-in-law, don't say anything like this, we are a family!" Yang Huazhou said.
