Chapter 6549 is about to die
Changping Village.
When Yang Ruoqing heard the noise in the yard next door and climbed over the wall, she saw her father shivering in the cold wind with his shoulders hunched.
"Dad, what's wrong with my breasts?"
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was alarmed, Yang Huazhong couldn't bear to feel ashamed and said anxiously: "Who knows? Howling in the middle of the night Why don't you let me in? Your mother is inside now. "
"Don't worry, dad. My baby can still talk and walk, which means it's not a big deal. You go to the main room and wait. Don't get cold here in the winter."
"It's okay, I'll just wait here." "
Yang Ruoqing knew that Yang Huazhong's stubborn temper could not be persuaded to leave unless he knew the outcome of the matter.
"Dad, you listen to me and go to the main room first. I'll go into my milk room and have a look, and I'll talk to you soon."
Yang Huazhong was still hesitating.
"Dad, it's already the twelfth lunar month, and the busy New Year is about to begin. Da'an and the others have already set off on their way home. How will we spend the New Year if you fall ill from the cold? You will have tears and runny noses by then. Fuwa and Feng'er can't get close to each other, so what should we do? "
"Okay, then I'll go to the main room to drink. Hot tea, Qing'er, you have to come over and tell me the news in a while, I'm waiting! "
"Well, I'll go in and check the situation and report to you immediately! "
After bringing out the grandchildren, Yang Huazhong was finally persuaded to leave. When he stepped forward, Yang Ruoqing started to knock on the door with his back foot.
“Which one?”
Tan's voice came from the room, full of energy.
Just hearing this ferocious questioning voice, Yang Ruoqing dared to conclude that unless there was a natural or man-made disaster, ordinary illnesses would not kill Tan within three years.
"Mistress, it's me. Your most beloved granddaughter Qing'er is here. Please open the door."
Yang Ruoqing said sweetly, she knew that she was I'm still talking in my sleep when I'm not awake.
Ms. Tan in the room was obviously stunned.
Such a shameless person will put gold on his face.
Ms. Tan thought with disdain, but she couldn't get angry, "Don't come in, there's something going on in my room..."
"I just came here to take a look. It's okay, open the door and let me in," Yang Ruoqing said after yawning.
Tan looked at the mess in the room and Sun squatting on the ground to deal with the dirt, feeling a little embarrassed.
These things can be seen by the daughter-in-law, but they cannot be shamed by the granddaughter.
"It's inconvenient, please go back." Tan said again.
“Inconvenient?” Yang Ruoqing’s voice paused, her face pressed against the crack of the door and she chuckled: “Mistress, you couldn’t bear the loneliness and hid the old man in the house, right? Goose Goose..."
The door of the house opened suddenly. Ms. Tan was standing at the door wearing obscene clothes. Her gray hair was blown wildly by the night wind. Her brows were raised and her facial features were twisted. She looked like a female version of the Golden Retriever Lion King. Xie Xun.
She yelled at Yang Ruoqing in the night in front of her: "Hide your dead head, old lady, I will live upright and sit upright all my life, and real gold is not afraid of fire!"
"If this is the case, then that "Why are you so secretive?" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile and slipped into the house like a loach. By the time Tan was a little quieter by the wind and wanted to stop him, it was already too late.
She slapped her thigh suddenly and realized that she had hit Yang Ruoqing.
“This damn fat girl is full of evil intentions, and she got her way again!”
Tan cursed and followed in, fearing that Yang Huazhong would get in again, so she quickly closed the door. Okay, after returning to the house, Mrs. Tan quickly sat on the bed and pulled off the quilt until all that was left was her disheveled head.
In the room, Yang Ruoqing scanned around and found no trace of the old man in the clothes cabinet under the bed, nor was there any fresh meat that he didn’t want to fight for. Well, the old lady did not eat it secretly. I saved it for the evening. !
Next, I saw Mrs. Sun squatting on the corner of the bed, wiping the dirt around the toilet.
Sun heard all the previous movements, but she had no time to respond. It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing entered the room that she turned around and glanced at her: "Why are you here at this late night?"
"I drank too much tea and couldn't fall asleep. I was disturbed by the movement here. Just come and take a look. "Yang Ruoqing told the truth.
Seeing Ms. Sun squatting there and busy, she picked up the candle on the table and approached her: "Mom, what are you wiping? What's wrong with my breasts?"
Mrs. Sun was so busy that she didn't even have time to raise her head, so she whispered to Yang Ruoqing: "Your grandma got up to relieve herself earlier. When she saw Hong, she was frightened."
Mrs. Tan was frightened, but according to Yang Ruoqing, Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong also lost half their lives.
"What kind of blood is it? Black or red?" Yang Ruoqing asked again, holding a candle in one hand, taking out a handkerchief with the other hand, covering her nose and leaning down to look.
Before Ms. Sun could speak, Ms. Tan made a sound on the bed.
"I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding. I can't live for a few days. This year's New Year's Eve dinner may be the last one. There is no hope for next year. God, why are you so black-hearted, murdering people and setting fire to gold? Belt, repair bridges and roads without corpses, I am so good How can you bear to take him away like this? That dirty old man is still wandering around, why don’t you take him away? It’s unreasonable...”
Tan was sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt. , slapping the bed while crying and cursing, looking like he was about to collapse.
Mrs. Sun panicked and didn't know what to do.
Yang Ruoqing stared at the blood stains on the handkerchief in Sun's hand for a while, then stood up straight and smiled at Tan and said, "Mistress, please stop crying..."
Tan's crying stopped suddenly, and she looked at Yang Ruoqing with tearful eyes. She subconsciously clenched the quilt under her body, nervously, as if she was expecting something.
Yang Ruoqing still smiled and said: "Hey, everyone has their own destiny, life and death. Who will not die? It's useless for you to cry. It's better to face it with a smile."
Tan's face darkened, and she subconsciously wanted to curse Yang Ruoqing, but she couldn't muster the strength, and even the quilt wrapped around her slipped off.
She covered her face and cried at the top of her lungs, but her voice couldn't come down for a while. She choked and shook her shoulders several times before her voice finally came out, "...My, my, my life is so miserable, I, I haven't... You have lived enough, my God, you have betrayed your heart, good people are not rewarded..."
Yang Ruoqing also shook her shoulders, she was happy.
This is the second time that Tan has used the phrase "good people don't get rewarded" to label themselves.
If this little old lady can bear this label, Yang Ruoqing will eat all the shit in the Changping Village toilet and leave a piece of dregs behind, she will lose!
Okay, the taste is a bit strong, but it also reflects her disapproval of Tan’s label!
Mrs. Tan was sitting on the bed crying so hard that Mrs. Sun couldn't squat any more. She didn't even bother to scrub her hands, so she hurried over to support Mrs. Tan and persuade her.
Tan is still crying.
"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die, so fast?"
(End of this chapter)