Chapter 1481 A River of Tears (Second Update)
Yang Hualin said to Sun.
Ms. Sun couldn't bear to take the twenty cents and shook her head hurriedly.
"Lan'er lives here with me, so I only have to worry about a set of dishes and chopsticks. Second brother, please take care of Boy Bai first. I think that kid has not had a good life this year!" Sun Shi said directly.
Yang Hualin nodded, sighed again, and left.
After watching Yang Hualin leave, Sun turned around and returned to Yang Ruolan's room.
Yang Ruolan lay there, sleeping quietly, breathing evenly.
Ms. Sun leaned over to gently tuck the corners of her quilt, and touched her forehead to make sure she no longer had a fever. Then she lowered the curtain and left the room quietly.
There is a candle in the room.
After Sun left, Yang Ruolan opened her eyes in the tent.
Her eyes were clear and not sleepy at all.
But two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of my eyes.
"Mother, mother..."
She bit her lip and called softly in the bed at night.
"I'm sorry..."
Yang Ruolan burst into tears again.
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Let's say that Yang Hualin returned to his yard and found Yang Yongbai standing in the yard, and Fu'er's crying could be heard in the house.
"Yongbai, why don't you go into the house and stay in this dark night?"
Yang Hualin came over and asked in surprise.
Seeing his father coming back, Yang Yongbai's eyes showed joy, but that joy soon disappeared and was replaced by alienation and retreat.
He stepped back and glanced in the direction of the room where the crying came from, with fear in his eyes.
"I'm going to the toilet."
After saying this, Yang Yongbai hurriedly turned around and ran towards the toilet.
"You are fooling around, do you want me to accompany you?" Yang Hualin asked from behind.
"No!"
Yang Yongbai ran without looking back.
“This kid!” Yang Hualin smiled, turned around and strode into the house.
There were no lights in the main room, and the dim light came from the room where he and Qian slept.
“Why don’t you light up the lights in the main room?”
Yang Hualin asked as soon as he entered the door.
Qian was leaning over the cradle, tearing off half of her clothes, and was breastfeeding Fu'er, who was lying in the cradle.
Hearing Yang Hualin's question, Qian raised his head and looked here with difficulty, a sick smile on his face.
"I have been feeling groggy all afternoon. If Fu'er hadn't been crying so hard, I would still be awake now." Qian said.
"I'll light the lights in this room. I plan to feed Fu'er first, and then I'll light the lights in the main room." She said.
When Yang Hualin heard this and saw Qian's pale face, he also frowned.
“I asked Uncle Fu to come over and give you a good look and prescribe some medicine, but you refused.”
“Just lying like this, taking care of you day by day, when will you be able to take care of me? Okay?" he asked, walking over to the cradle.
Looking at Fu'er who was happily drinking milk in the cradle, Yang Hualin's expression softened a bit.
"Don't hold on any longer. I'll invite Uncle Fu over and prescribe some medicine." He said.
Qian quickly shook his head.
“No need, no need,” she said.
“I have my own body and I know the situation well. I don’t need to take medicine. I can just lie down for seven or eight days.”
“If I take medicine, it will cost me twenty. With the money, I can buy two kilograms of pork to feed Yongbai!”
< br>"Besides, I plan to wait until I get better and can go out to the village to walk around, then I will buy some eggs from the villagers to send to my third brother and sister." Send me something, I feel uneasy!”
Qian's words were sincere, and his words showed deep concern for Yang Ruolan.
In the past, Yang Hualin must have been so moved when he heard this.
But now, hearing what Qian said, Yang Hualin felt a little complicated.
His full eyes fell on Qian's body, he frowned, bit his lip, and refused to answer her words.
Qian didn't seem to notice Yang Hualin's subtle reaction, and was still thinking about himself: "My body is really unsatisfactory. Originally, it was me who should take care of Lan'er at this time."
"Speaking of which Go ahead, everything about Lan'er is all my fault."
"Why do you blame me?" Yang Hualin finally answered.
Qian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Some time ago, I went to deliver food, vegetables and water to Girl Lan every day."
"I am such a careless stepmother. I don’t know when my daughter had the idea of seeking death.”
"I still fart every day, so happy."
"My daughter threw herself into the water, and the whole village was poking at my spine, and I admitted it."
"I Not afraid of being poked in the spine, I just felt sad and blamed myself so much that I was too careless and didn’t pay attention to what my daughter was thinking..."
Yang Hualin listened silently to Qian’s words of self-blame and didn’t know what to say. good.
Qian had been talking alone for a long time, but seeing that Yang Hualin didn't even say a word of comfort, a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart.
A few tears had already squeezed out of his face.
"Father Fu'er, I know you must be annoyed and blaming me in your heart."
"It's all my fault. It's my first time being a mother and I have no experience, so I ended up like this. ”
“You want I'm unhappy, don't hold it in, it will cause trouble."
"Hit me, scold me, as long as you, father and son, are fine, I will die with a smile. .”
When Qian said this, she actually came over and took Yang Hualin's hand to pat her own face.
Yang Hualin came to his senses and quickly took his hand back.
"There's no need to hit you. There's something I've been keeping in mind, and I'd like to ask you about it." Yang Hualin said.
Qian's heart skipped a beat.
Is it true that Wangfu’s affair has been revealed?
"What's going on? You ask." Qian still had a tear-stained smile on her face.
Yang Hualin glanced at Fu'er again, "You feed the milk first, and I'll ask again."
"Fu'er is almost done drinking." Qian said, pulling her breasts from Fu'er He gently pulled it out from his mouth, straightened his clothes and stood up.
The moment she stood up, she suddenly leaned back, her vision seemed to go dark, and she looked like she was about to fall.
Yang Hualin was startled and rushed over to help Qian.
"Fu'er Niang, how are you?" he asked nervously.
Qian's eyes slowly opened, his eyes blank and unfocused.
"Maybe it was a little longer when I was lying down. Just now...when I stood up, I felt dizzy, my eyes were dark, and my chest was tight..." Qian said.
The voice sounded particularly weak.
Yang Hualin raised his hand and touched Qian's forehead again. It was not hot, but it was wet.
"Are you sweating?" he asked.
Qian said: "It's been like this for the past few days. It's okay. I'll just lie down and it'll be fine."
Yang Hualin said: "Come on, come on, I'll help you lie down on the bed. "
Soon, Qian was helped to the bed by Yang Hualin.
When Yang Hualin was covering her with a quilt, his hand was suddenly held by Qian.
"Let me tell you a secret." Qian said.
Yang Hualin was stunned for a moment and looked at Qian.
(End of this chapter)