"What's wrong?" Yang Hualin asked.

Mrs. Sun took a step forward and asked him: "You said you wanted to find out, how did your investigation go?"

Yang Hualin was startled for a moment, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"I originally wanted to ask Mrs. Fu'er about this, but she fell ill after she came back from your place that day." He said.

"Sick?" Mr. Sun was surprised.

Did the disease come on too suddenly?

"What kind of disease is it? Is it serious?" asked Sun.

Yang Hualin said: "I can't tell if it's serious or not. Anyway, I was just lying on the bed, barely getting off the floor and walking around twice while cooking."

"It's because I have a stomachache and I can't find any strength."

"I have been busy doing business in the town during the past two days. When I got home in the afternoon, I was busy running to Lan'er, and I didn't pay much attention to Fu'er Niang."

"When she gets better, I will have to question her carefully about Lan'er," Yang Hualin said.

"I will never let my daughter be ruined for nothing!"

After hearing his words, Mrs. Sun felt relieved.

"Well, this matter is not a trivial matter. Second brother, you must be aware of it," she warned.

Yang Hualin nodded, then turned and walked out of the courtyard.

As soon as Yang Hualin left, Old Yangtou came out of a room behind Sun.

"Second brother is gone?" he asked.

Ms. Sun nodded, "It's because Ms. Qian is ill and she has to go back to take care of her two children."

Old Yangtou frowned and sighed.

"If you had listened to our arrangement, how much better would it be to find a well-informed widow near the village?"

"That Mr. Qian is clearly pretending to be ill."

"I feel like something is wrong. Your second brother was a monkey spirit back then. Why are you being fooled by such a woman now?" Old Yangtou wondered.

Mrs. Sun smiled: "Let's call it one thing that brings down another thing!"

Old Yang shook his head: "Your second brother, Lan Yatou, and our old Yang family really owed that Qian family in the previous life, so she came to our old Yang family in this life and caused chaos!"

Mrs. Sun also sighed, who could say otherwise!

"Dad, while Lan Yatou hasn't woken up yet, I'm going to cook dinner first."

Mrs. Sun said, "This bright-skinned one, let's have dinner. Mom is tired, so we can go to bed early."

Old Yang nodded: "Well, you go ahead, I'll sit in the yard, you don't have to worry."

Mrs. Sun said "Hey." She immediately collected the washing basin and quickly went to the backyard.

During dinner, Yang Ruolan woke up.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly brought a bowl of porridge and a boiled egg to Yang Ruolan's house.

Yang Ruolan hugged the quilt and leaned against the bed.

His face was sickly pale, and his skin was even duller.

Her cheeks were too thin to look presentable, her eye sockets were sunken, but her cheekbones were protruding.

His eyes were staring straight at his hand that was clenched into a fist on the quilt, and he was distracted.

"Lan'er, are you awake? Are you thirsty?"

Sun's gentle voice sounded beside the bed.

Yang Ruolan loosened her fingers and raised her head.

Facing Sun's gentle smile, Yang Ruolan's dull eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of light.

"mother……"

She opened her mouth and called Mrs. Sun.

After two days of repeated high fevers, her voice became hoarse.

But it was this hoarse voice that aroused more and more pity in Mrs. Sun's ears.

This reminded the woman of the time when her daughter Qing'er survived the disaster. Her voice was also so hoarse, so hoarse that it made people feel distressed.

"Lan'er, I am your third aunt, not your mother..."

Sun corrected patiently.

The last time she called her mother, the girl mistook her for her second sister-in-law when she was unconscious.

"No, you are my mother, you are my mother!"

Yang Ruolan said stubbornly, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, her expression a little more anxious.

Mrs. Sun was even more surprised. She put the tray in her hand on the small table beside her and hurried to the bedside.

She raised her hand and touched Yang Ruolan's forehead, and then her own.

He murmured: "The fever is gone, why are you still talking nonsense?"

"Mom, what are you muttering about?" Yang Ruolan tilted her head and looked at Sun like a child, looking very curious.

Mrs. Sun came back to her senses and her eyes fell on Yang Ruolan.

"Lan Yatou, why do you always call me mother? Don't you recognize who I am?" Sun asked tentatively.

Yang Ruolan looked at Mrs. Sun carefully and said, "You are my mother, I recognize you!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Sun's eyes widened in shock, somewhat confused as to what was going on.

At this moment, Old Yangtou and Little Old Yangtou, who heard the commotion, rushed over.

"How's that girl Lan?"

Lao Yangtou asked as soon as he entered the door.

Mrs. Sun turned around, with a very strange expression on her face.

"Dad, uncle, Lan Yatou...she recognizes me as her mother." Mrs. Sun said.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment and didn't quite understand.

Mrs. Sun continued: "She doesn't seem to recognize me as the third aunt..."

"ah?"

Old Yangtou was surprised for a moment, and he looked at each other, and the two of them quickly rushed to the bed.

Seeing the two old men who suddenly rushed to the bedside, Yang Ruolan suddenly became frightened, and was so frightened that she hugged the quilt and hid in the bed.

He shouted incoherently: "No, don't come here!"

The two old men were dumbfounded. They stepped away together and explained, "Don't be afraid Lan'er, we are your father and Grandpa Ga!"

However, Yang Ruolan was like a frightened little rabbit, trying hard to hide behind the bed.

He looked for Mrs. Sun's figure with horrified eyes, stretched out his hand towards Mrs. Sun, and big tears rolled out of his eyes.

But she was screaming: "Mother, mother, save me!"

"Mom is here. Mom is here. Lan'er is not afraid!"

Mrs. Sun hurried back to the bedside. Before she could stand still, Yang Ruolan plunged into Mrs. Sun's arms.

He hugged Sun's waist tightly with his arms, and his thin body shivered in Sun's arms, like a poor little quail.

"Lan'er is not afraid, not afraid, mother is here!"

Mrs. Sun gently stroked Yang Ruolan's back and coaxed her softly.

Yang Ruolan's mood gradually calmed down.

Mrs. Sun pointed to Old Yangtou and Little Old Yangtou over there and said, "Who are they two? Do you recognize them?"

Yang Ruolan bit her lip, poked her head toward Old Yang and Little Old Yang, and then quickly retracted.

He shook his head and whispered: "I don't know who those two old men are."

"Ah?" Both Old Yangtou and Little Old Yangtou were dumbfounded.

The two looked at each other, and then little old Yang pointed at his nose and asked Yang Ruolan: "Lan'er, I am your Grandpa! Do you really not remember Grandpa?"

Yang Ruolan looked at little old Yangtou again, her eyes full of confusion and strangeness.

Not to be outdone, Old Yangtou asked Yang Ruolan: "You girl, are you pretending to be crazy?"

"I'm telling you, don't mess around!"
Chapter completed!