Chapter 1228 Everything disappeared (fourth update)
"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing, held her shoulders, leaned over and asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised her teary eyes and looked at him: "My second mother is leaving..."
"Huh?"
Luo Fengtang was obviously surprised.
“Were you still able to speak just now?” he said.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "That's a flashback..."
Luo Fengtang understood. Beside him, Cao Bamei also covered her mouth, tears welling up.
After a while, the three of them returned to the left wing again, and Mrs. Yang really died.
"Second mother!"
Yang Ruoqing choked with sobs, lowered her head and packed Yang's body in a body bag.
Ever since she traveled through time and came to this world, the impression given to her by this woman, Yang, was that she was neither close nor close to her, but also very disgusting.
This woman is sarcastic and lazy.
Although they are two biological mothers, apart from hurting each other, they have no good feelings or anything worth remembering.
Logically speaking, Yang's death should make her very happy.
But at this moment, Yang Ruoqing did not feel happy at all.
Why?
No matter how sarcastic Mr. Yang is, after all, it is just the trivial things of a country woman's family.
Not a treacherous and evil person.
He has never committed any murder or arson.
Now that she is dead, the deceased is respected, and all those bad impressions and memories have disappeared.
"Your second mother is so pitiful. She was still thinking about your cousin Lan'er before she died."
Cao Bamei sobbed while helping Yang Ruoqing bury Yang.
"If I had known that she was coming back, I should have pretended to be your cousin to make her happy so that she could leave with peace of mind..." she added.
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing shook her head.
"If you come, you will come. If you don't come, you will not come. You can't pretend." Yang Ruoqing said.
No mother in the world would admit her mistake to the girl she raised.
“Originally, I thought that my second mother was the luckiest among the five sisters-in-law, my mother and I.”
“At that time, the old Yang family was not divided, and all the daughters-in-law were Working in the fields like the men, my second mother followed my second uncle to be a wife in the town.”
"Applying makeup and powder, wearing skirts and fabrics popular among women in the town, and bringing the butterfly-like Sister Lan'er back to the village, everyone was envious."
"But what about now?"
"But she was the first among the sisters-in-law to leave."
"The girl I held in my hands and felt so dear to me, I didn't even see her for the last time. Alas!"
Both of them were Sighing.
Luo Fengtang came in from outside.
"Qing'er, are you done? The officers and soldiers have arrived at the gate of the yard." He said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay."
Luo Fengtang came to the bed and said to Yang's body, which had been tied up: "Second mother, don't panic, my niece-in-law will send you on your way. . ”
Then he bowed to Yang’s body on the bed, leaned over, picked it up, and quickly walked out of the house.
Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei followed quickly and came to the yard.
Another two officers and soldiers, fully armed and with their eyes exposed, were pushing a wooden cart.
Two bodies were already placed on the wooden cart.
Then Yang was put up, and the officers and soldiers pushed her up and left.
“Where are they going to take the body?”
Cao Bamei asked.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head.
“I don’t know either.”
Either it was sent to the back mountain to be buried together, or... it was burned, right?
The patient is making his final death struggle, and the surviving people who are not infected are also in danger and live every moment in fear.
Who has the time and mood to pay attention to the whereabouts of the deceased?
At this time, human life is worthless, just like the chicken and dog infected with chicken and dog plague, it can be dealt with casually.
Mr. Yang died, and the atmosphere in the small courtyard became even more depressed.
Cao Bamei stayed by Yang Yongjin's side, closely watching his every change. Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, was busy preparing the prescription.
Ever since the plague came, she had begun researching prescriptions.
Taking all aspects into consideration, she has currently developed no less than ten kinds of prescriptions.
She has been cooking these ten kinds of medicine in turn, giving them to Uncle Jin Fu, Yang, and Yang Yongjin.
She had never been exposed to these before, and this was her first time exploring them.
It's a pity that Uncle Jin Fu and Er Ma left one after another because they haven't found the effective medicine yet.
Now, only the second cousin is left.
Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand and came to the small stove.
The medicine on the stove is almost gone and it’s time to give it to my second cousin.
Luo Fengtang walked in, "Qing'er, let me help you get the medicine."
Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm'.
Carefully pour the rich and bitter concoction into a small bowl on the side.
I hope this medicine can be effective.
......
At night, Cao Bamei insisted on staying in Yang Yongjin's house to guard her.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing had no choice, so they had to go back to the mixed room.
Yang Ruoqing poured three bowls of the prepared decoction for prevention.
Give Luo Fengtang a bowl, she drank one bowl, and gave the remaining bowl to Cao Bamei.
Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, don't prepare it for me, I don't need to drink it."
Yang Ruoqing said: "What are you talking about?"
Cao Bamei looked at it In front of him, Yang Yongjin, who was already skinny as a stick: "If your second brother dies, I don't want to live anymore."
Yang Ruoqing frowned: "Don't say stupid things, drink the medicine for me, quickly!"
Cao Bamei couldn't resist, so she had to take it and drink it.
After finishing the drink, she grabbed Yang Yongjin's hand again and stared at the beloved in front of her.
Yang Ruoqing retreated silently.
Such a plague is extremely contagious.
The eighth sister is guarding her second brother like this. Sooner or later, she will have to take this preventive medicine. To be honest, she doesn't even know if it can be prevented.
Perhaps, just to seek psychological comfort.
If it could really be prevented, Uncle Jin Fu and Er Ma would not be infected or die.
At dawn, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were awakened by Cao Bamei's cry.
“Eight sisters, what’s wrong?”
Yang Ruoqing turned over and sat up, and asked Cao Bamei who rushed into the miscellaneous room.
Cao Bamei wiped her tears and cried so hard that she was out of breath.
"Qing'er, your second brother, your second brother has returned to his glory. Go and have a look..."
"Huh?"
Yang Ruoqing's heart , and instantly sank to the bottom.
She got up and rushed out of the miscellaneous room, running towards the main room.
In the right wing room, Yang Yongjin opened his eyes as Cao Bamei said.
When they ran in, Yang Yongjin was turning his neck with difficulty, as if he was looking at the room he was in.
“Second brother!”
Yang Ruoqing called out and came to Yang Yongjin.
Yang Yongjin withdrew his gaze and looked at the three familiar and anxious faces in front of him.
Yang Yongjin squeezed out a weak smile: "Qing'er, Tangyazi, Bamei, you are all here..."
"Second brother, please stop talking and take the medicine. Let’s talk after drinking.”
Yang Ruoqing said quickly.
Behind him, Luo Fengtang presented a bowl of medicine.
Yang Yongjin shook his head.
“I don’t want to drink it yet, Bamei, please come over and help me sit up. My back hurts so much after lying down for so long!” Yang Yongjin said.
(End of this chapter)