The second uncle drowned in the courtyard. My mother, Sun, said that when he was picked up, his belly was like an inflated ball.

He was holding two large handfuls of rotten vegetable leaves in both hands, and his mouth was filled with mud and rotten vegetable leaves.

At this moment, the water in the patio was drained, revealing a pile of black dirt that had not been cleared out in time, emitting a foul smell.

Several long stools were set up beside it to prevent others from falling down again.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the scene of the incident. This patio had been often blocked in the past, and the water had not been drained for a long time.

She had already reported this situation to Lao Yangtou before, fearing that the children would fall and be in danger.

They always took it lightly, but they didn't expect that something went wrong now.

Either there will be no glitches, but once something does go wrong, it will be such a big glitch.

Directly killed people!

If the second uncle was a sane person, nothing would happen if he fell in.

But he has a crazy mind and it would be a tragedy if he fell in.

Yang Ruoqing secretly shook her head, felt sorry for her second uncle, and turned around to follow Sun's footsteps.

In the house, the door has been removed and placed on two long stools in front of the bed.

The second uncle was lying on the door panel with his back stretched out, his belly was as big as an inflated ball.

She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn when she drowned, and they were all wet. Although water was no longer dripping down, the door panels were still wet.

There was a circle of watermarks left on the bottom half of the door.

As usual, his face was covered with yellow straw paper, and a bowl of rice was placed on top of his head, with a few burning incense sticks stuck on top of the rice.

The cigarette ash fell bit by bit on the rice grains in the bowl. In addition to the fishy smell of water, the room was also filled with the smell of incense ash.

They are intertwined and smell, making every cell in the body feel uncomfortable.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and stood aside.

When I came here before, I had already kowtowed to my second uncle, so there was no need for me now.

Her gaze passed over her second uncle's body and fell on Yang Ruolan and the others who were standing guard at the side.

There are several people keeping vigil in this house now.

They are sister and brother Yang Ruolan and Yang Yongbai respectively.

Jin was also there holding Fu'er.

Perhaps considering that his second uncle's death was abnormal, he was worried about them, so brothers Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongxian also stayed in the house to keep them company.

At this moment, Mrs. Sun came to Yang Ruolan's side and gently put her hand on Yang Ruolan's shoulder.

"Lan'er, don't cry anymore. When your father left, he also went to Western Paradise. Be more open-minded!"

Mrs. Sun was advising softly from the side.

Yang Ruolan cried until her pretty face turned pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her nose was also red.

After hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Mr. Sun, with gratitude in his eyes.

"Third Aunt, you and Qing'er should go back first." Yang Ruolan said.

"The baby is still waiting for you at home, go back." Yang Ruolan continued.

Mrs. Sun nodded and sighed softly, "I'll see you again in the afternoon."

Then, Mrs. Sun looked at Fu'er with Mrs. Jin.

Yang Ruoqing also looked at Fu'er.

Fu'er, who is one year and eight months old, is now sitting in Jin's arms, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

This child's appearance is not ugly. Compared to Boy Bai, Fu'er looks more like Yang Ruolan.

Since Qian was killed by Yang Hualin and Yang Hualin was imprisoned, Fu'er has returned to Jin's side in the past few days.

When she arrived at Jin's side, Fu'er's dress immediately followed Jin's taste.

That face looked like it was pulled out from the bottom of the stove.

At this moment, he was looking at everything in front of him with a cute expression, especially Yang Hualin who was lying on the door panel.

The child was ignorant, and when Mrs. Sun went to see him, he stretched out his dirty, chubby hand and pointed to where Yang Hualin was lying.

The little mouth made a sound of "Ahhh", which seemed to be telling Mrs. Sun something.

Seeing the child like this, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Jin looked at each other, and both women burst into tears at the same time.

"I'll go back and cook. When the food is ready, I'll bring it to you?" Mrs. Sun said to Jin while gesturing.

Jin understood and quickly shook his head.

"Ah...ah!" Jin also gestured in response to Sun.

Then he pointed in the direction of the backyard. At this time, Yang Yongjin beside him helped translate.

"Third Aunt, my mother means that you don't have to worry."

"The four and five aunts in the backyard can cook, and we will have food to eat later. You and Qing'er go home and do your work first. There is a baby at home waiting for you!"

After the translation was finished, Jin's gestures stopped.

Ms. Sun also understood. She stood up, said hello to Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongxian, then turned and walked towards the door.

Yang Ruoqing also withdrew her gaze, holding Sun's arm, mother and daughter walked out of the old Yang's house together and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Along the way, I met many villagers, and they all came over to surround Sun and Yang Ruoqing.

Everyone has a tacit understanding not to ask about Chen'er's affairs.

Because everyone knows that if there is no news, it is bad news, and it means that it must not have been found.

Naturally, I wouldn't ask or make Yang Ruoqing and Sun feel sad.

Moreover, half a month has passed since Chen'er disappeared, and everyone's attention has subsided a lot.

What I am more concerned about right now is the fact that Yang Hualin drowned in the patio of his home.

"Qing'er mother, Qing'er, how did Yang Laoer die? Did he really drown? How could such a big man drown? I heard that he could paddle..."

Faced with these inquiries, Yang Ruoqing remained silent.

Mrs. Sun sighed and used the same answers to deal with them.

"I don't know how I drowned. Oh, it's pitiful. It's so pitiful. I left three children without a father and a mother. Oh!"

Everyone also sighed.

The mother and daughter finally returned to their home.

At this time, Tuoba Xian was sitting in the hall holding Baby Luo, and Xiao Yaxue was standing in front of Baby Luo with a small bowl in her hand. The two of them were working together to feed Baby Luo hot goat milk.

The whole house was filled with the special smell of goat milk.

"Hey, baby, look who's back?"

Xiao Yaxue turned sideways and pointed in the direction of Yang Ruoqing.

Baby Luo's little mouth was filled with a mouthful of goat's milk, and he was squirming slightly.

She half understood Xiao Yaxue's words, but when she followed Xiao Yaxue's guidance and looked at the door of the hall.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing, Luo Baobao was so excited that his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ahhhh..."

She kicked her calves and struggled to stand up.

The little mouth opened, and a mouthful of goat milk came out, bubbles gushing around the mouth.

It's like when you brush your teeth, bubbles of toothpaste bubble up.

Really funny and funny.

Yang Ruoqing's face had been tense for several days. At this moment, the haze dissipated.

The smile suddenly appeared and the pace became faster.
Chapter completed!