Wanghai County, Changping Village.
New Year's Eve, old house, east room.
Mr. Tan on the bed in front of him, although he was awake, was still in a daze, as if he didn't recognize the person.
He just stared at the tent ceiling without moving his eyes.
There are two fire barrels in the house, and the doors and windows are relatively warm and windproof. Not only does the bed have a thick, soft and warm bedding that has been exposed to the sun for many years, there is also a leather water bag stuffed inside the bedding to warm the feet.
To be honest, even in today's society, an old lady can be considered lucky to live like this in her later years.
Except for the lack of air conditioning.
But in this era, let alone you old lady, even the emperor and queen in the capital do not have air conditioning.
"Wang Sheng, please help me quickly to see what's going on with my old woman!" Old Yangtou was the first to speak up, making way for Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng nodded: "Master, don't panic, I'll take a look first."
Wangsheng sat beside the bed, picked up Tan's arm and took Tan's pulse.
After taking the pulse, Wangsheng went to check the inner walls of Tan's eyelids and the coating on his tongue.
No matter how Wang Sheng checked, Tan didn't resist.
Like a living dummy that can breathe.
No matter how Wang Sheng played with it, she was not annoyed. However, when Wang Sheng asked her how her body felt at the moment, she ignored it.
Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling of the tent, as if there was something very attractive to her.
However, there was nothing there.
"It's strange. Through the pulse and other aspects of diagnosis, there is nothing wrong with the old lady!"
At this time, Wangsheng was also a little worried. He sat on the edge of the bed, touching his chin for a short breath and thinking hard.
Seeing that Wang Sheng was in trouble, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came to the bedside, surrounded Ms. Tan, and asked about her welfare.
Sun and Bao Suyun also came to the bedside and asked various cautious questions.
However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Ms. Tan, blocking out everyone's voices, concerns, worries and anxieties.
This left everyone even more helpless.
Mrs. Liu did not go forward to ask. She stood outside the crowd and stood on tiptoes looking toward the bed. At this moment, she winked at Yang Ruoqing, then dragged Yang Ruoqing quietly towards the door of the east room.
"What's going on? Why are you dragging me here?" Yang Ruoqing was really depressed. What time had it been and her fourth aunt was still doing these mysterious little things?
But Mrs. Liu lowered her voice and said into Yang Ruoqing's ear: "Qing'er, don't you think there's something wrong with your breasts?"
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, "Fourth Aunt, do you need to say this? Anyone with eyes can see that something is wrong with my grandma!"
Mrs. Liu patted Yang Ruoqing's arm, shook her head and said anxiously: "No, no, no, I'm not talking about that kind of thing, it's another kind of thing."
another kind?
Yang Ruoqing blinked a few times. Could it be that this is what the fourth aunt said?
Mrs. Liu nodded vigorously.
"Your grandma's fault was caused by a stick!" Ms. Liu continued her analysis with Yang Ruoqing.
"No matter what the disease is, there is no such thing as being rude to others."
"Look at the way your breasts look like, she's not herself, she's a completely different person!"
Yang Ruoqing frowned and felt the hairs on her arms stand up.
"Fourth Aunt, don't be alarmist!"
"No, I haven't. I've seen this kind of thing before. Damn, you were probably hit by something."
Yang Ruoqing continued to frown and did not express an opinion, but her eyes quietly looked at Tan on the bed again.
Not to mention, there is something really different.
However, it may be that the old man has not yet recovered his breath. After all, he is such an old man. He had been immersed in sadness about his eldest grandson for many days in a row.
And because it was difficult to express this sadness to other people in the family, the old lady's emotions had been in a state of self-repression for the past few days.
According to Lao Yangtou's feedback, the old lady's appetite has not been good for the past two or three days. The amount of food she eats every day is no bigger than a fist.
To sum up, it may be that there is something wrong with some part of the body. Low blood pressure, low blood sugar, and continuous low mood have caused nervous system disorders, leading to a little depression and autism.
In front of their eyes, everyone was asking questions again, but Tan still didn't respond at all.
Even Wangsheng was helpless.
In the end, Wang Sheng could only prescribe some medicine for Tan, which was suitable for an old lady of Tan's age. It was very mild, not aggressive, and was used to maintain health.
Finally, I told Lao Yang's family that they would stay with the old lady for the past two days and pay attention to the old lady. As long as the old lady could eat, there would be no panic.
If anything happens, go to his house and call him at any time.
After Wang Sheng was sent away, everyone sat beside Tan's bed and table for a long time.
As for the card game on New Year's Eve, I naturally didn't care about it.
The young grandsons and granddaughter-in-laws could not stay with the old lady for such a long time, because each family still had young children waiting to be taken care of, so the three Yang Huazhong brothers stayed together, and all the others were sent back.
Old Yangtou said to everyone: "It's time to watch the New Year's Eve, eat dumplings to eat dumplings, and tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, you should visit relatives. Nothing is going on here, your grandma. I'll be with you!"
"Besides, you must hide this matter from Yongjin and don't let him be irritated."
Everyone nodded in agreement and then left one after another.
In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Tan was the only one left in the main room, lying upright on the bed.
Sitting beside the bed were brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou.
The two brothers were holding a bowl of freshly brewed hot tea in their hands to warm their hands and refresh themselves.
At the table, Old Yangtou was sitting on a stool, smoking a dry cigarette.
In the fire barrel next to him, Yang Huaming was huddled in it, wearing an old cotton jacket to keep warm and block the wind.
Among the three brothers, he is the most ambitious in this field...
Lao Yangtou smoked dry cigarettes for a long time, and finally got tired of it.
He pulled out the tobacco stick and smoked it at the corner of the table next to him, knocking out the contents.
He sighed heavily and said to the three Yang Huazhong brothers: "This New Year's Eve is going to be the most uneventful in the history of our old Yang family. I don't know what kind of evil god I bumped into!"
Yang Huazhou and Yang Huaming both remained silent. Yang Huazhong smiled honestly and said, "Dad, you can't say that. It's just a small problem. It's just a headache. I don't care about time. It happened to be New Year's Eve. It's a coincidence. No big deal."
But obviously, these words of comfort could not really reach the depths of Lao Yangtou's heart.
The old man still sighed, looked at Mr. Tan lying on the bed, and said what he had not said in front of everyone before.
"Your mother has been talking about why Mei'er didn't come over to pay her New Year's greetings. She wanted to go find Mei'er, but I stopped her."
"I was just wondering, could it be related to this matter?"
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