Chapter 11460
"Mom, why are you here? What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing quickly crossed the crowd and went straight to Sun.
Sun held Yang Ruoqing's hand, her body was shaking, her eyes were full of panic, as if she had seen something terrible and terrible.
"Embroidery is red, something is wrong with embroidering red..."
What's wrong? Yang Ruoqing was stunned by Sun's mindless words.
"Mom, please hold still first. If you have anything to do, start from the beginning. We are all here, don't be afraid!"
While Yang Ruoqing said this, other people behind her also came over and surrounded Sun.
Sun took a deep breath, but the effect was not obvious, and she was still shaking all over. Yang Ruoqing simply put her arms around Sun's shoulders and comforted her.
Only then could Mrs. Sun speak completely.
"The child Xiuhong has been lying down for a day. The eighth sister went to see her earlier. She seemed to be sick, with a fever, her forehead was hot, and she was talking nonsense."
"Then we need to call a doctor quickly!" someone said loudly.
But Yang Ruoqing still firmly remembers what Sun said earlier, "Mom, did you just say something was wrong with the red embroidery?"
Mrs. Sun turned her head, glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and then said: "She's not lying on the bed, she's on the ground, crawling all over the floor! And she's smiling weirdly!"
Uh...
Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck.
She turned to look at the rest of the old Yang family, and saw that everyone was also confused.
"Let's go and have a look!"
Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing took the lead and headed towards the small second room at the entrance of the village.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, one on the left and the other on the right, supported the trembling Sun and followed the group.
Small second room.
The women who had been cooking in the fourth room and the children playing in the yard of the fourth room all gathered in the yard of the second room.
But everyone just lingered in the front yard and looked towards the back yard, not daring to go forward. No one, including Cao Bamei and Xiu Xiu, dared to enter Xiu Hong's wing.
Fear and anxiety were written all over the faces of every adult present.
It wasn't until they saw the old Yang family's troops approaching that Cao Bamei and Xiuxiu relaxed a little, as if they had seen a savior.
"Third uncle, fourth uncle."
"Yongzhi, Yongqing, it's incredible. The red embroidery is very strange. It doesn't look like a normal person... No, no, no, it doesn't look like a human being, like a weird thing..."
"What weird thing? Second sister-in-law, please speak slowly." Yang Yongqing was confused.
"I don't know, I just don't look like a human being..."
Cao Bamei was already a little incoherent.
Yang Yongzhi on the side frowned, "Let's go in and take a look first."
"This way, this side of the house."
Cao Bamei quickly led the way.
At this time, the people behind were also following, including Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhong, Kang and the others, and Old Yangtou was among them. Yang Ruoqing had arranged for Sun and not allowed her to come over. She followed Yang Huazhong and the others and forgot to embroider the red boudoir. Went.
As for Luo Fengtang and the three brothers from the Li family, their identities belong to the outsider, and Xiuhong is a 13- or 14-year-old girl. They don't know what is going on in Xiuhong's boudoir, so the outsider doesn't want to come over.
Luo Fengtang forcibly took Tuan Yuanyuan back to the Luo family and did not allow them to play around here. Zhao Liuer and Xiao Mo, who arrived later, also restrained the children of each family and tried every means to coax them to the fourth room or the Luo family. In short, they would not let them stay here.
In Xiuhong's wing, Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing, who were the first batch to enter just now, couldn't stand firm on their heels in the room. They didn't even have time to say a word of inquiry, let alone go up to check on Xiuhong. After hearing a strange sound from the side room, Yang Yongqing and the others rushed out from behind the half-open wooden door as if they were running for their lives.
Even after they rushed into the yard, the two brothers still patted their hearts, their faces pale and in shock!
"What's going on? Why are you so scared?"
Yang Huaming was puzzled and led Yang Huazhong to open the door and step into the house.
As a result, the next second he shouted: "Oh my God, what the hell is this!"
Yang Huazhong's pupils were also wide open, and he was stunned by the scene in the room.
He even forgot to follow Yang Huaming to escape. It was Yang Huaming who reached out and grabbed him before dragging him back to the yard.
Two groups of people in a row were scared out of their wits, let alone express concern.
Everyone in the yard, headed by Lao Yangtou, and others did not see what was going on in the room, but they were all panicked by the reactions of Yang Yongzhi, Yang Huaming and others.
"What's going on? Fourth, Yongzhi, what exactly did you see?" Lao Yangtou asked anxiously.
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Yang Yongzhi was obviously very frightened. His teeth were chattering and he could not speak complete words for the time being.
Yang Huaming also kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, with shock in his eyes.
"Dad, I don't even dare to say it. You go and see for yourself!" Yang Huaming hunched his shoulders and whispered, fearing that his voice would be loud enough to disturb the things in the room and chase him out.
And when Yang Huaming said this, he quietly moved towards the front yard. His eyes were full of fear and fear towards the red embroidered boudoir, and he just wanted to stay away.
Old Yang was not blind. Although he was extremely anxious and worried about his great-granddaughter's condition, the old man did not dare to step forward!
At this moment, a figure stepped forward.
"Qing'er! Don't go, it's very scary in the house!" Yang Huazhong came back to his senses and shouted urgently towards Yang Ruoqing's back.
Yang Ruoqing paused for a moment, "It's okay, don't come in yet."
"Crunch!"
Yang Ruoqing gently opened the ajar door and let the light from outside shine into the house.
Because the sun had set at this time and it was dusk outside the house, so even if the door was opened, the light in the house was still dim.
Everything in the dark room was clearly visible to Yang Ruoqing's field of vision.
There is a small round table painted with red paint. There is a complete set of teapots and teacups on the small round table, as well as two small snacks that girls like to eat.
There is a small single-person double-door wardrobe against the wall. Next to the small wardrobe is a crude four-legged short cabinet used to store bedding and cotton pants that have changed for the season.
Then there is the dressing table, and the embroidery bed next to the dressing table.
On the ground in front of the bed, red embroidered shoes were scattered here and there. The quilt on the bed was opened, but no one was there.
"Xiuhong, I am your Aunt Qing'er, where are you?"
Yang Ruoqing asked as she slowly stepped into the middle of the room.
The pores on her facial features were spread out, and even if Xiuhong hid in the shadow of the corner behind her, she could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.
However, she looked around the room and could not see Xiu Hong.
"Did you... hide under the bed?"
Just when Yang Ruoqing bent down and was about to scan the bottom of the bed, a drop of very sticky substance suddenly fell on her head and slid down her bangs to her forehead and nose...