Here, Yang Huazhong caught Mrs. Liu and laid her flat on the bed.
Because Yang Huazhong is a man, it is really inconvenient to do the next thing.
So Yang Ruoqing hurried over to check Mrs. Liu...
"You can still be saved!" she said, overlapping her hands and pressing on Liu's chest near her heart over and over again.
He did it over and over again, without forgetting to turn to Yang Huaming and say: "Hurry up and give artificial respiration to Fourth Aunt!"
"What is artificial respiration?" Yang Huaming asked.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, and Old Yangtou quickly explained: "It means blowing air from mouth to mouth. Remember to pinch her nose to prevent the air from leaking out of her nostrils!"
Don't ask why Old Yangtou is so clear and professional, because a long time ago, for the marriage of Wang Shuanzi and Yang Huamei,
Shuanzi Niang once hung a rope on the door frame of Tan's east room early one morning.
At that time, it was Yang Ruoqing who rescued him. Old Yangtou was watching from the side and witnessed the whole process.
So whenever someone suddenly behaves like this later, Old Yangtou will tell him about the trick he saw to bring him back to life.
Hey, don’t mention it, it’s quite useful. As for the principle, he asked, but Yang Ruoqing didn't explain it clearly.
There are too many explanations, and he may not be able to understand them.
Yang Huaming became even more frightened when he heard that he was asked to come over and blow Mr. Liu mouth to mouth.
"Blowing on a dead man is dirty and bad luck..." he said, not wanting to come forward until he died.
Here, Yang Ruoqing directly let go of her hand.
"Okay, okay, then let the fourth aunt die and prepare for the funeral." She also turned and left the bed.
These words were heard by the three Ju'er siblings outside the house, and the three children burst into tears together.
"Mother, mother, we want mother..."
Old Yang, with a livid face, said to Yang Huaming, who looked hesitant: "This woman, no matter what, has given birth to three daughters for you, and we have been a husband and wife for more than ten years."
"You have slept under the same quilt for more than ten years, and you have never kissed her on the mouth?"
"You are asked to give her some life-saving air right now. Do you dislike it like this?"
"The Chinese New Year will be here in more than ten days. Do you have to cause a funeral for your family at this time? Huh?"
Yang Huaming was made red-faced by Old Yangtou's scolding.
Yang Huazhong rushed to the yard in three steps and grabbed Yang Huaming by the collar. He couldn't help but drag him into the house and threw him to the bed.
"Hurry up and save people, or I'll really beat you up!" Yang Huazhong yelled.
Yang Huaming had no choice but to lean down with a look of disgust on his face and blow on Mrs. Liu according to the method taught by Old Yangtou...
In the yard outside the house, Xiaojuan and Yang Huamei from the kitchen room also heard what was going on and came out.
Yang Huamei liked to watch the excitement, so she had already abandoned Xiaojuan and ran to the door of the west room alone, poking her head inside.
Zhao Liu'er stood with Xiaojuan at the door of the kitchen and looked over there.
"Hey, how could the fourth aunt do such a stupid thing? The three children are still so young. If she really has her shortcomings, what will the children do?"
Zhao Liu'er is a kind girl. You can tell by looking at how well she takes care of Hong'er left behind by Chen Jinhong, treating her as her own child.
She said this purely unintentionally, thinking entirely from the perspective of several children.
However, hearing it in Xiaojuan's ears next to her was extremely unpleasant, and her face was burning.
She caressed her bulging belly with both hands, her face full of confusion and guilt.
If it hadn't been for his arrival, I'm afraid Mrs. Liu wouldn't have hanged herself like this.
I hope no one will die, otherwise, my sin will be really great.
Moreover, the people of the old Yang family will definitely not treat me well and think that I am unlucky. The fourth brother's children will definitely treat me as enemies.
How will my mother and son live in the future...
Thinking of this, Xiaojuan was at a loss for words. Hearing Ju'er's pitiful cries again, Xiaojuan felt even more ashamed.
I just hope that this Liu family will not have any shortcomings.
In the west room, after a lot of twists and turns, Mrs. Liu, who had stepped into the gate of hell, was finally dragged back.
The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was that Yang Huaming was leaning down to kiss her. Liu slapped Yang Huaming on the face with his hand.
"Snapped!"
This slap was really not light, and it immediately made Yang Huaming spin around in circles and then fell to the ground.
Mrs. Liu sat up suddenly, spat on the ground several times, and then raised her hand to wipe her lips in disgust.
"Yang Huaming, you goddammit, stop using your stinky mouth that kissed a bitch's hooves to kiss my mother. You are not qualified, bah!"
Mrs. Liu's eyes almost popped out of her sockets, and she cursed fiercely at Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming also came to his senses. He sat on the ground, covered his face with burning pain and fought back at Mrs. Liu: "Ugly, yellow-faced woman, you are overthinking, why don't you show yourself like that by peeing in monkey urine? "
"I wouldn't kiss you even if I kissed a sow. I was just trying to give you life-saving air. If you want to die, just die as far away as possible. You'll just have to live and die in our old Yang family. Who cares? Sigh!"
Yang Huaming shook his head with disdain and got up from the ground.
Before she could stand still, Mrs. Liu jumped out of bed, hands on her hips, as if fighting with the old cows in the village.
He used his own pair of horns to gorge and hit the opponent violently.
After all, Mrs. Liu was a human, not a cow, and she didn't have horns on her head. But when she hit her, Yang Huaming seemed to see his intestines break inch by inch.
"You crazy bitch, are you trying to murder your husband? Get out of here."
Yang Huaming grabbed Mrs. Liu's hair with both hands and threw Mrs. Liu to the side with a sudden force.
It wasn't because there was an adobe wall over there, Liu would definitely have to fall down.
But Mrs. Liu's forehead still made a cracking sound against the adobe wall.
"Why do you want to save me? Living in a day like this is more uncomfortable than dying. Just let me die, wuwuwu..."
Mrs. Liu did not pounce on Yang Huaming anymore, but leaned against the wall, crying and slowly collapsed.
"Crazy bitch, you're going to die, who are you trying to scare? Oh, my belly..."
Yang Huaming ran out of the house, holding his stomach that was still spinning.
Here, Lao Yangtou came to Mrs. Liu and looked at her condescendingly: "It's better to die than to live. You are the mother of several children, why do you do this?"
"Don't do stupid things again. When the king of hell comes, those who commit suicide will be in the eighteenth level of hell, and their tongues and heads will be cut off."
"Those who hang themselves have to reincarnate the pain of having a rope around their necks every day. You can figure it out for yourself!"
After saying these words, Lao Yang turned around and left the west room.
Yang Huazhong and the others stopped looking at Mrs. Liu and followed Lao Yangtou out.
Ju'er, San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi rushed in and surrounded Mrs. Liu, crying.
Yang Ruoqing was the last one to leave the West Room. She said to Ju'er: "If you can, please persuade your mother. It's not good for everyone if someone is celebrating the New Year and takes lives."
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