Chapter 3933 Reunion after a long absence
Muzichuan family.
When Yang Ruoqing arrived at a sprint speed of 100 meters, Mu Zichuan and Luo Fengtang stood at the door of the west room where Zichuan's mother was, talking in a low voice.
"Zichuan, are you back?"
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's voice coming from behind, Mu Zichuan, who was speaking, turned around.
"Qing'er, why are you here too?" Mu Zichuan asked in surprise, a hint of surprise and surprise flashed across his eyes.
Next to her, Luo Fengtang also looked at the slim figure stepping into the house and said: "She must have heard the news about your return from my uncle, so she ran over here even after lunch without worrying about her fever. "
When Mu Zichuan heard this, a touch of emotion appeared on his pale and thin face.
He stepped forward to greet the door, "Qing'er."
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and saw Mu Zichuan in front of her. The first thing she felt was that he had lost weight.
The snow-green gown on this body seems to be empty inside, and the dark hair is not pulled up high, but is hanging down behind her and fastened with a green jade hairpin.
Two long strands of hair hung down from his temples respectively. The wind blew in from the door and raised the two strands of his hair, adding a bit of haggard and depression to his pale and handsome appearance.
This is completely different from the high-spirited mood when I saw him last time.
"I heard that my godmother was ill, so I came here to see her." She told Mu Zichuan, looking over his shoulder to the door of the west room not far behind him.
Mu Zichuan said: "Well, my mother is indeed a little sick. She is in the house. You can go in."
He immediately stepped aside and Yang Ruoqing hurried to the west room where Zichuan Niang was.
When she passed by Luo Fengtang, she glanced at him, and he nodded slightly towards her. It was an encouraging look, and Yang Ruoqing pushed open the ajar door of the west room.
Although the west room was tidied up, there was still a musty smell and moisture.
This is due to the fact that no one has lived in it for a long time and the house lacks popularity.
On a semi-old old-fashioned bed, Zichuan Niang was lying there, squinting.
When she heard the noise, she turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing, with a hint of joy in her eyes.
"Qing'er, you're here..."
She struggled to sit up, Yang Ruoqing quickly stepped forward and supported her: "Godmother, just lie down, no need Get up.”
Zichuan Niang smiled and lay back down again. She turned her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing who was standing beside the bed: "Are your parents and the children okay?"
Yang Ruoqing was also looking at her. Looking at Zichuan Niang, she was secretly shocked.
After not seeing her for half a year, my godmother seemed like a different person. She was skinny and skinny, and her eye sockets were sunken.
My face was sallow, and I was lying there, with my hair messily spread on the pillow, like a large black rag, which had lost its former luster.
Look at the hands exposed outside the quilt, and the body that almost turned into a broom under the quilt...
Yang Ruoqing's nose became sour, and tears almost fell out.
But it is taboo to shed tears in front of a patient.
She had to take a deep breath, push back her tears, pick up Zichuan's previous question, smile gently and say, "Mom, dad, and the children are all fine."
"That's good! "Zichuan Niang said softly. Her eyes moved from Yang Ruoqing to Luo Fengtang who followed Yang Ruoqing into the room.
"Then you two, are you both in good health?" Zichuan Niang asked again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded again: "Okay, everything is fine."
Zichuan Niang smiled, "As long as everything is good, these gold and silver treasures, high officials and generous salaries, in the final analysis are just external possessions. They will not be taken with you in life or death. Only if your body is good, can you It’s really good!”
Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, she would probably feel this way for everyone who is bedridden!
In the face of the strong desire to survive, the struggle for fame and fortune really becomes meaningless. It is just a delusion, a greed, and a persistence.
"Qing'er, Fengtang, sit down for a while!"
Mu Zichuan brought two stools from the main room and greeted the two of them.
Luo Fengtang did not sit down in a hurry, but looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing said to Mu Zichuan: "I won't sit down right now. I heard from my uncle that you and your godmother are back, so I came over to take a look. I want you to stop cooking at noon. I Lunch has been cooked over there at noon."
At this point, Yang Ruoqing glanced at Zichuan Niang who was lying on the bed, stepped forward, held Zichuan Niang's hand and said softly: "Goddess, I'll give you a bowl of rice later Come here, what do you want to eat?”
Ms. Zichuan looked at Yang Ruoqing with a look of relief and said, “No need to send it off, it’s such a bother. I’ll let Zichuan go to dinner with you later when I get back. Just bring me a bowl of rice soup. I'm not hungry either..."
"Mom, how about rice soup? The doctor said you need to eat more nourishing food for your body!" Mu Zichuan! He leaned over and persuaded.
Zichuan Niang smiled bitterly: "I know my body well, and eating those good things is a waste, not to mention I have no appetite."
"Mom, don't say that, the doctor said, don't think wildly about this disease! "Muzichuan said a little stubbornly, like a child who would not allow his mother to say anything bad.
Even if it was the truth, he would definitely not agree to it. If he said it again, he would cheat and lose his temper.
Zi Chuan Niang naturally knew her son’s temper. She smiled helplessly and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Then you can ask Zi Chuan later. He knows exactly what the doctor wants me to eat and what I should avoid. I have some I'm sleepy and want to sleep for a while. You all go to eat. There's no need to keep anyone here."
Seeing the growing fatigue in Zichuan's eyes, Yang Ruoqing nodded quickly.
"Okay, I understand. Godmother, please close your eyes and take a good rest," she said.
After putting down the tent and closing the door, the three of them came to the main room.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the house that had been tidied up, and asked Mu Zichuan: "You just arrived today, how come you still have time to tidy up this house?"
Mu Zichuan Chuandao: "We are leaving in the first month of the year When I opened it, I actually left a sum of money at my two uncles’ houses.”
“I told them to come to my house every ten days to tidy up and dry out what should be dried and ventilate what should be ventilated. .”
But obviously, after they took the money, they just cleaned the fallen leaves in the yard and the dust in the house as a routine. As for drying and ventilation, they were not that concerned.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t smell a musty smell when you walk in.
Everyone knows these things well.
Zi Chuan’s mother was lying on the bed next door, and it was inconvenient for Yang Ruoqing to go to condemn Zi Chuan’s uncle’s house. She could only say: “Zichuan, you and Tang Yazi go over to eat first, I will accompany you here. "Godmother."
"Come over and replace me after you finish eating. I'm afraid there's no one around, so it'll be inconvenient for you to drink water later," she said.
Mu Zichuan said: "When we got home, a lot of people came over from the neighbors, and some people kindly offered to bring tea and meals, but I declined."
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