Chapter 2598 Artificial respiration? (Second update)
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 on Mr. Liu...
"There is still hope!" she said, overlapping her hands and pressing on Mrs. 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 Lao 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,
Mother Shuanzi once held a rope early one morning Hanging on the door frame of Tan's east room.
At that time, it was Yang Ruoqing who rescued him. Old Yangtou was watching from the side and witnessed the whole process.
So later on, whenever someone suddenly behaves like this, Old Yangtou will tell you 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.
Hearing that he was being asked to come over and blow Mr. Liu mouth to mouth, Yang Huaming became even more frightened.
"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.
"Okay, okay, then let the fourth aunt die and prepare for the funeral." She also turned and left the bed.
This was heard by the three Juer 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: "No matter how bad this woman is, she has given birth to three daughters for you, and we have been a husband and wife for more than ten years."
"I used to sleep on the same bed for ten years. How many years have you not kissed her on the mouth?”
“Now, let me know. You gave her a few life-saving breaths, and you are so disgusted?"
"The Chinese New Year will be here in more than ten days, and you have to cause a funeral for the family at this time?"
Yang Huaming was so scolded by Lao Yangtou that his face turned red.
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 roared.
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 Xiaojuan from the kitchen were Yang Huamei and the others also heard what was going on here and came out.
Yang Huamei likes to watch the excitement, so she has long abandoned Xiaojuan and ran to the door of the west room by herself, poking her head inside.
Zhao Liuer accompanied Xiaojuan and stood at the door of the kitchen, also looking over there.
"Hey, how could the fourth aunt do such a stupid thing? The three children are still so young. If she really has three strengths and two weaknesses, what will the children do?"
Zhao Liuer is a 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, Xiaojuan's ears next to her felt 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 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 embarrassed.
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 in the face with his hand.
“Pa!”
This slap was really not light, and it immediately made Yang Huaming spin around in circles and then fell to the ground.
Ms. Liu sat up suddenly, spat on the ground several times, and then raised his hand to wipe his lips in disgust.
"Yang Huaming, you damn thing, stop using your stinking mouth that has kissed the hooves of a bitch to kiss my mother. You are not qualified, bah!"
Ms. Liu's eyes are filled with tears. His eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he cursed fiercely at Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming also came back to his senses. He sat on the ground, covering his burning and painful face, and fought back at Mrs. Liu: "Ugly, yellow-faced woman, you are overthinking, and you don't want to post photos soaked in monkey urine." Like that? ”
"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? Huh!”
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.
Use your own pair of horns to gore and hit the opponent violently.
After all, Mrs. Liu is a human, not a cow, and she doesn’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.
If it wasn’t because there was an adobe wall over there, Ms. Liu would definitely have to fall down.
But Liu’s forehead still made a cracking sound against the adobe wall.
"Why do you want to save me? Living in a life 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? Oops, my belly..."
Yang Huaming ran out of the house, clutching his stomach that was still spinning.
Here, Old Yangtou came to Mrs. Liu and looked at her condescendingly: "It is better to die than to live. You are the mother of several children, why do you do this?"
"Mo If you do something stupid again, when you get to the King of Hell, the person who commits suicide will go to the eighteenth level of hell, and his tongue and head will be cut off."
"Those who hang themselves will have to reincarnate the pain of having a rope around their necks every day. You can figure it out for yourself!"
After saying this, Old Yang turned around and left the West Room.
Yang Huazhong and the others stopped looking at Mrs. Liu and followed Old Yang out.
Ju'er, San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi rushed in and gathered around 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 to kill someone during the Chinese New Year."
(End of this chapter)