Chapter 7684 Bad news?
The other party smiled and nodded, "Okay, hurry up and don't keep your Tang Yazi waiting."
"Okay, Auntie, I'll have time to see you later. Mom is playing over there, my mother is here "I went to Qing'an County today."
"No wonder I didn't see her going to bed. Was she going to visit relatives?"
"Well, she was going to my younger sister-in-law's house to give her a Mid-Autumn Festival gift!"
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Yang Huazhong and Sun went to Qing'an County. It would definitely not work if there was no one to take care of the front and back houses.
And Sun’s most treasured thing is the chickens, ducks and geese she raises in her backyard.
Rather than running around to take care of them, it would be better to live here directly, so Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rested at Yang Huazhong's house at night.
Halfway through the night, there was a sudden thunder and lightning outside.
Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned, feeling a little irritable.
Luo Fengtang got up and turned on the light, poured her a bowl of warm water, brought it to the bedside, and helped her sit up.
Yang Ruoqing took a sip of warm water and looked at the lightning that flashed from time to time outside the window, "Tangyazi, I always feel uneasy, and I can't explain why. Anyway, I feel like something bad is going to happen. Happened."
Luo Fengtang gently stroked her back, "It won't flood, and the house won't collapse. Don't think too much."
Yang Ruoqing frowned.
Ever since the last flood, she had been left with a little shadow in her heart.
As long as it rains continuously, or there is a sudden thunderstorm and lightning, she is worried that the water level in the river behind the village will rise sharply, and that the water in the upstream area will rise, and then this area will become a flood discharge area...
“This autumn rain should be a success It's the weather." Yang Ruoqing said, "I always feel that something is going to happen, and I feel panicked. I don't know if it's because I was lying on my left side while sleeping."
"It should have something to do with my sleeping position. Will you sleep in another direction later?" Luo Fengtang asked softly.
“I read in some books that at this month, the fetus will be head down and feet up. If I go to the right, the children will have to go to the left. Forget it, they can still squeeze me.”
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As she spoke, her face softened little by little, and she gently stroked her belly.
Luo Fengtang looked at this scene tenderly, filled with satisfaction.
"Don't worry, my parents-in-law will be taken care of by Xiaoan and Yeyi in Qing'an County. They will be fine."
"Yes," she nodded lightly.
"Does your stomach hurt? Do you feel anything strange?" Luo Fengtang looked at her face carefully and asked cautiously.
Yang Ruoqing's originally drooped eyelashes trembled slightly and smiled softly at him.
"What? Are you worried that I will give birth prematurely?"
Luo Fengtang looked straight at her, with unconcealable worry in his eyes.
If that is the case, there will be some trouble. It is only nearly eight months. Premature birth is not a good thing for adults or children...
But if there is such a sign, he will I need to find Wen Po and the doctor to protect me.
Luo Fengtang's eyes had already turned to the coat hanging on the wooden frame at the end of the bed, and a soft and boneless hand gently stroked his face.
"Don't worry, your two children are safe. If we set off firecrackers to chase them away, they probably won't come out."
Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Drink some water, I will help you go to the clean room, and then sleep again when you come back."
In the second half of the night, Yang Ruoqing lay flat on his arm and listened to him talking about things in the military camp. , the lightning and thunder outside the house gradually blurred, her world was peaceful and warm...
However, when she woke up the next day, a piece of bad news came to her ears. This bad news was comparable to the lightning and thunder last night, catching Yang Ruoqing off guard. If Luo Fengtang hadn't been holding her by her side, she would have really doubted whether she had woken up. She wished she could go back to bed and lie down, maybe she would realize it was a dream when she opened her eyes!
Little old Yangtou’s house in the south of the village.
It rained all night, the ground was muddy, and the road was difficult to walk, but Yang Ruoqing still insisted on going there.
When they arrived, the main room and the side rooms were all full of people.
Yang Huaming, Blacksmith Luo, and Lao Suntou were all there.
"Where is the little grandpa? I want to see the little grandpa!"
Yang Ruoqing pushed through the crowd and entered the house. At a glance, she saw little old Yang lying flat on the bed with a calm face. He clasped his hands on his chest, looking as if he was asleep.
It’s just that the pillow under his head has been removed and the curtain has been taken down.
“Little grandpa!”
Yang Ruoqing shouted, and quickly stepped forward to the bedside. She raised her hand to feel the breathing and pulse of little old Yang's head, but Luo Fengtang pinched her wrist.
"I'll do it." He said in a deep voice, and stepped forward to check the pulse and breath of little old Yangtou.
Then, he gently shook his head towards Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing's tears immediately welled up and she knelt down with a pop.
After a while, Yang Ruoqing was helped into the main room by Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu.
Luo Fengtang stayed in the wing room to discuss the funeral affairs of little old Yangtou with Yang Huaming and others.
He was worried about Yang Ruoqing, and took a chance to come out to take a look. Seeing Mrs. Sun and the others were with her, he felt relieved, and turned back to the side room to help.
In the main room, Yang Ruoqing suppressed the grief in her heart and asked Mrs. Liu about their specific situation.
Judging from the pulse, the little grandpa probably stopped breathing in his sleep and passed away just like that.
Pain should be painless, because pain is reserved for the living.
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu were very sad, but when asked by Yang Ruoqing, Mrs. Liu suppressed her sadness and raised her head to tell her what happened.
"...The first person to discover that your little grandpa was not good was your father."
"Your father and Yu Xingkui came over this morning. No one answered the knock on the door. Your father felt something was wrong and let him go. Yu Xingkui knocked down the door."
"When I came to the wing, I saw you. The little grandpa was lying on the bed, thinking he was asleep, but he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he screamed. "
"Your father quickly called us all, and also invited Fu Bo and Wang Sheng, you come. Uncle Fu and the others had just left before, and after careful inspection, they said they had fallen asleep..."
Mrs. Sun was also wiping her tears beside her, "I came over to see our dad a few days ago. My uncle was still talking and laughing, and his face was glowing. Why, how can you sleep without sleeping?"
Ms. Liu She suppressed her voice and said: "It's really scary, and I don't even dare to sleep..."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Liu, her voice was rustling, and said: "Yesterday, Tang Ya and I My son also came to visit my little grandpa. He was still weaving baskets in the yard. I never dreamed that it would be a farewell..."
"Yongbai and his cousins have sent your third brother to look for him. Go, your little grandpa is really pitiful. There was no one around him before he died, and he couldn't hear a cry. I'm afraid he will be mute in his next life..." Ms. Liu added with a face filled with sorrow.
Everyone nearby was wiping away tears, and even Yang Ruoqing had no intention of refuting Liu.
Mrs. Liu did not curse little old Yangtou on purpose, but because of this saying that was circulated in the Mianniu Mountain area.
It is said that when a person is dying, there must be relatives around him who cry and mourn, and bid farewell to this world amidst the cries of mourning.
If you can't hear, you will be mute in your next life. That's why Mrs. Liu had such worries.
(End of this chapter)