Everyone else also agreed with Old Yangtou's words.
Especially Yang Ruoqing, who comes from modern times, feels the same about all this.
In modern times, the lives of many people who are struggling in the city are, to be honest, not as comfortable as in the countryside.
A whole family, crowded into a small house of dozens of square meters, struggled all their lives for the house, the children, and the car.
In her last life, Yang Ruoqing had seen many so-called old ladies in the city.
In the summer, I couldn't bear to turn on the fan at home, so I went to the nearby supermarket in small groups.
I bought some edamame for a few yuan, and then I was in the rest area, using the free air conditioning in the supermarket, peeling the soybeans and chatting about home affairs.
To be honest, this is heartbreaking, not as comfortable as an old lady in the countryside.
Especially for the working-class people in the city, who are the breadwinners of their families, as long as something goes wrong,
For example, if you lose your job, have a car accident, or be hospitalized, then the whole family will suddenly be in a state of turmoil...
Life is a small boat sailing in the sea, and it may be capsized by a big wave at any time.
Let’s talk about children again. Their parents are working-class people, and they have become dogs because of their busy life.
In addition to going to school, children spend the rest of their time at home. Traffic is everywhere and there is no place to play.
There is a fee for places like amusement parks, and if you go there too often, it becomes boring. After all, it is not a long-term solution.
But in the countryside, it's different.
The air is good and the range of activities is relatively wider.
Next door neighbors, or even a village, are people whose ancestors have lived together for eight generations.
Although there are some small conflicts of interest among the seven aunts and eight aunts, at least the atmosphere of simplicity is much stronger than in the fast-paced city.
Children can run and chase in the fields, like birds, free and easy.
Thinking like this all the way, they followed Lao Yangtou and the others through the rugged stone road spread by dirty water, and finally arrived at the entrance of a small courtyard.
"This is it." Yang Yongzhi's voice came.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the small courtyard in front of her.
This courtyard is similar to the one Yang Yongzhi and Chen Jinhong rented.
At a glance, you can see the entire county, where the working people at the lowest level live.
"I'll call the door." Yang Yongzhi said.
Standing at the door and raising his feet slightly, he could touch the lintel of the courtyard door. Yang Yongzhi patted it a few times, and then a man's voice came from inside: "Who?"
"Brother Damao, it's me, I'm Yongzhi." Yang Yongzhi said.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and then the sound of rapid footsteps came this way.
"Squeak!"
The thin courtyard door with many holes was opened, and Da Mao's figure appeared on the other side of the door.
"Yongzhi, is it really you? Are you back?"
Damao saw Yang Yongzhi standing at the door and was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Then, Lao Yangtou, who was following Yang Yongzhi, came over and said to Damao: "Brother Damao, we meet again!"
Only then did Da Mao discover that Yang Yongzhi was traveling with everyone from the Yang family. The man was excited and delighted. He came forward to hold Lao Yang's hand, and looked at Yang Huaming, Yang Yongjin and Yang Ruoqing.
"Old Uncle Yang, thank you very much, thank you very much for coming!"
"Quick, quick, please come inside!" Da Mao quickly called everyone into the yard.
In the yard, there is nothing to describe, it is completely destitute.
Yang Yongzhi asked Damao: "Brother Damao, I just came back from outside today and heard about Liu'er..."
"Brother Da Mao, I'm sorry. I didn't know that Liu'er would be hurt because of me..."
Yang Yongzhi looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Da Mao said: "It's none of your business. It's that girl who was stupid and caused you trouble. I still feel bad about it!"
Yang Yongzhi smiled bitterly, "Well, since I'm here, let's go see Liu'er."
"I don't know what I can do to help..."
Damao interrupted Yang Yongzhi, "You can come here, let her see you, and talk to her again, that's all."
"As for whether her illness can be cured or not, this is her destiny. If you can come, Brother Da Mao will be grateful to you!"
Yang Yongzhi nodded, "Okay, let's go in!"
"What about us? Do we need to go in?" Yang Yongjin asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I am a woman. I will go in with my third brother. You should stay away and stay outside."
Old Yangtou said: "It makes sense. We are all gentlemen. Suddenly, this group of strange gentlemen broke into this girl's house. It will scare her and is not in line with etiquette."
Da Mao said: "Old Uncle Yang, let's go to the main room to sit down, drink tea, and do some household chores?"
Old Yang nodded: "Okay, you can have this."
So, everyone divided into two groups for the time being. Da Mao greeted Old Yangtou and the others to go to the main room in the east, while Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Yongzhi into Miss Liu'er's room in the west.
The door was ajar.
Inside the house, the light was dim, with a few rays of west-slanting sunlight entering the house and shining in through the broken wooden fence of the window.
It fell on top of the pair of embroidered shoes with holes in them in front of the bed.
There were few pieces of furniture in the room, and a petite and frail figure was wrapped under a thin, patched quilt on the simple bed.
Sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, and raised cheekbones.
Lying there, eyes closed, breathing feebly...
This situation suddenly gave Yang Ruoqing a familiar feeling, as if she saw herself five years ago...
At that time, she had just traveled through time, and the moment she opened her eyes, the world also greeted her with this attitude.
At that time, I really felt like I was collapsing. Fortunately, kind-hearted parents like Sun and Yang Huazhong appeared...
"Liu'er!"
Yang Yongzhi's slightly choked voice reached his ears, bringing back Yang Ruoqing's wandering thoughts.
I saw that Yang Yongzhi had already rushed to the bed, leaned down slightly, and called softly into the quilt.
Under the quilt, the girl fell asleep, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
But it didn't open immediately.
Yang Yongzhi called again, and this time, her eyes finally opened.
Yang Ruoqing, who was standing behind Yang Yongzhi, suddenly saw a pair of beautiful eyes.
But that look in his eyes was blank, empty, and dull.
The girl named Liu'er didn't seem to see Yang Yongzhi standing in front of the bed. Instead, she stretched out a hand from the bed and fumbled around the pillow...
Yang Yongzhi was a little surprised and couldn't help but turn around and exchange a look with Yang Ruoqing.
"Third brother, look!"
Yang Ruoqing suddenly lowered her voice.
Yang Yongzhi followed Yang Ruoqing's gaze and looked over. It didn't matter. When he saw it, Yang Yongzhi froze in place, his eyes wide open.
