Cao Bamei shook her head: "I'm really not afraid of the heat. Yongjin, don't say any more. Just let Qing'er go back!"

Seeing these two people chattering there, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

This is just like a young couple.

She glanced towards the entrance of the village and saw a familiar figure coming this way.

"My little cousin is here."

Yang Ruoqing said.

The three of them all looked over there and saw Yang Yongqing running towards this side in a furious manner.

"Fourth brother, are you here to cut rapeseed?"

Yang Yongjin took two steps towards him and asked happily.

Yang Yongqing stood on the ground dam, bent down with his hands on his knees and gasped for air.

"Second brother, go home and have a look. Mom fell into the patio and got a bloody hole on her head..."

"What?"

Yang Yongjin frowned, dropped the sickle in his hand, jumped onto the dam and rushed towards the entrance of the village.

Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei were following behind. When they passed by her own dam, Yang Huazhong asked in surprise: "What's going on?"

"Auntie fell, I'll go take a look."

Yang Ruoqing took the time to say something to him.

Yang Huazhong also wanted to come, but Yang Ruoqing said, "Dad, I'll just go. You stay and take care of things in this field."

Yang Huazhong said: "If you need anything later, come and tell me, I will rush there immediately!"

"Um!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and ran after Yang Yongjin and the others.

Old house.

When Yang Ruoqing arrived, the door of Yang Hua'an's house was open.

Yang Hua'an was sending Uncle Fu, the old village doctor, out while listening to Uncle Fu's instructions.

Yang Ruoqing quickly asked Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, what's going on with my aunt?"

Uncle Fu said: "I knocked a small hole on my head. The bleeding has stopped and the inflammation has disappeared."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Stepping aside to let Yang Huaan escort Uncle Fu out, she entered the house.

The room was filled with the smell of blood and medicine.

Jin was sitting on the bed, with a white cotton cloth wrapped around her head.

Yang Yongjin stood beside the bed, leaning down, his worried eyes falling on Jin's face.

Cao Bamei and Yang Yongqing stood on one side.

In addition, Lao Yangtou also came over and sat on a stool beside the table to smoke.

The old man took a few puffs of cigarette, pulled out the cigarette rod from his mouth, and knocked it against the leg of the table next to him.

"How old are you? You can't walk well, and even children can't fall off the patio at home..."

There was a lot of blame in his words.

Fortunately, Jin was deaf, so she couldn't hear Old Yangtou's scolding.

But these people who heard it all frowned secretly.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the bedside, "Auntie, what's going on? Let me take a look."

She sat down beside the bed and raised her hand to gently support Jin's face.

Jin's eyes were red, her face was red, and the left side of her face seemed swollen.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"Second brother, why is my aunt's face swollen?" she asked.

Because Jin kept his head lowered, Yang Yongjin finally discovered it after Yang Ruoqing reminded him.

"Yes, my mother's face is..."

"Knock!"

A harsh voice cut in from behind.

Yang Huaan returned to the house after seeing Old Uncle Fu away.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and others gathered around Jin, Yang Huaan's face darkened a bit.

"A grown-up can't even walk well. He broke himself into a bruised and bruised face. If you tell it, it will make people laugh!"

Yang Hua'an said.

"There's nothing to look at anymore. It's all gone. It's true that these things happen during this busy farming period!"

Yang Huaan said angrily, his intention to drive him away was obvious.

Yang Yongjin stood up straight: "Dad, my mother has never fallen into the patio even at night."

"What happened today? How did it fall into the patio? Who discovered it first?"

Yang Yongjin asked repeatedly.

After a year of hard work in the restaurant, a lot of the youthfulness and clumsiness of the country boy faded away from him.

Nowadays, he is much more considerate.

Hearing Yang Yongjin's words, Yang Huaan frowned impatiently.

"I came back from the toilet and was going to the field to cut rapeseeds when I saw her lying in the patio like a bastard."

"He rolled his eyes and couldn't walk. Who knows how he fell?"

Yang Hua'an said.

Yang Yongjin frowned.

He then pointed to the redness and swelling on Jin's face: "Even if she fell into the patio and cut her forehead, her face should be bruised."

"But my mother's face is red. What's going on?"

He asked again.

A trace of guilt flashed across Yang Huaan's eyes.

He snorted, raised his neck and said, "Ask me, who should I ask? You have to ask her herself!"

Yang Yongjin frowned and leaned down to hold Jin's shoulders with both hands.

"Mom, give me a hint, what's going on with your face?"

Yang Yongjin asked and made gestures.

Kim understood it.

The corners of the woman's lips twitched, but her horrified eyes glanced at Yang Hua'an over there.

Jin shuddered when she saw Yang Hua'an's gloomy, warning eyes.

She shook her head and made a vague "Ahhh..." sound from her mouth.

Yang Yongjin was unwilling to give in and asked again. Jin shook his head even more violently and even pushed Yang Yongjin away.

Yang Yongjin stood by the bed with his hands hanging down, a little frustrated.

Here, Old Yangtou saw all this in front of his eyes. The old man inserted the dry tobacco pole into his lower back and stood up.

"Just apply the medicine and it will be cured. The scars will be healed in two days."

"Second boy, don't waste your time any more. The most important thing is to go to the fields and cut the rapeseeds!"

Old Yangtou urged.

Yang Yongjin stood beside the bed and did not move.

Lao Yang shook his head, walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, and returned to the backyard.

In the room, Yang Hua'an said to Yang Yongjin: "I'm going to the fields first. Come here quickly. I can't finish all the rapeseed by myself!"

Yang Huaan left, taking Yang Yongqing with him.

Before leaving, Yang Huaan did not forget to glance at the bed.

Jin shrank in fear, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Yang Huaan.

After Yang Huaan left, Yang Yongjin, Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei were the only ones left in the house.

Yang Yongjin said solemnly: "I don't believe in this evil. My mother fell, it's not that simple!"

Yang Ruoqing came to the door of the house and was convinced that Yang Huaan had gone far, so she turned back to the house.

"Auntie's face was obviously slapped on her face," she said aloud.

"What?"

Yang Yongjin's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Looking at Jin on the bed and then at Yang Ruoqing, they couldn't believe it.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at Jin, who was uneasy in his clothes, and then said to Yang Yongjin: "Second brother, come to the door of the house and I will tell you something."

"Bamei, please stay and take care of my aunt."

"Well, you two go ahead, I'll take care of you here."

Cao Bamei nodded and sat sideways beside the bed to accompany Jin.

Outside, by the patio of the main room.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Yang Yongjin: "Some things are between the elders. It's not easy for us juniors to discuss them."

"However, I couldn't be more angry when I saw aunt like this, so I still want to talk to you, second brother," she said.
Chapter completed!