Everyone else also agreed with what Old Yangtou said.

Especially Yang Ruoqing, who comes from modern times, feels the same about all this.

In modern times, for many people who are struggling in the city, their lives are, to be honest, not as comfortable as in the countryside.

A whole family, squeezed into a small house of dozens of square meters, struggled all their lives for the house, the children, and the car.

In her last life, Yang Ruoqing had personally seen many so-called old ladies in the city.

In the hot summer, I can't bear to turn on the fan at home, so I go to the nearby supermarket in small groups.

I bought some edamame for a few dollars, and then I peeled off the soybeans in the rest area and chatted about my daily life while enjoying the free air conditioning in the supermarket.

To be honest, this is heartbreaking, not as comfortable as the old lady in the countryside.

Especially for the working-class people in the city, who are the breadwinners of their families, as long as something goes wrong,

For example, if you lose your job, have a car accident, or be hospitalized, then the whole family will suddenly be in a state of turmoil...

Life is a small boat sailing in the sea, and it may be capsized by a big wave at any time.

Let’s talk about children again. Their parents are working-class people, but they are so busy trying to make a living.

Apart from going to school, children spend the rest of their time at home, with traffic everywhere and no place to play.

There is a fee for places like amusement parks, and if you go there too often, it will become boring. After all, it is not a long-term solution.

But in the countryside, it's different.

The air is good and the range of activities is relatively wider.

Next door neighbors, or even a village, are people whose ancestors have lived together for eight generations.

Although the seven aunts and eight aunts have some small conflicts of interest among themselves, at least the spirit of simplicity is much stronger than in the fast-paced city.

Children can run and chase in the fields, like birds, free and easy.

Thinking like this all the way, they followed Lao Yangtou and the others through the rugged stone road spread by dirty water, and finally arrived at the entrance of a small courtyard.

"This is it." Yang Yongzhi's voice came.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the small courtyard in front of her.

This yard is similar to the one Yang Yongzhi and Chen Jinhong rented.

At a glance, you can see the entire county, where the working people at the lowest level live.

"I'll call the door." Yang Yongzhi said.

Standing at the door, he raised his feet slightly and raised his hand to touch the lintel of the courtyard door. Yang Yongzhi patted it a few times, and then a man's voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Brother Damao, it's me, I'm Yongzhi." Yang Yongzhi said.

The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and then the sound of rapid footsteps came this way.

"Squeak!"

The thin courtyard door with many holes was opened, and Da Mao's figure appeared on the other side of the door.

"Yongzhi, is it really you? Are you back?"

Damao saw Yang Yongzhi standing at the door and was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Then, Lao Yangtou, who was following Yang Yongzhi, came over and said to Damao: "Brother Damao, we meet again!"

Only then did Da Mao notice that Yang Yongzhi was traveling with everyone from the Yang family. The man was excited and happy. He came forward to hold Lao Yang's hand, and looked at Yang Huaming, Yang Yongjin and Yang Ruoqing.

"Old Uncle Yang, thank you very much, thank you very much for coming!"

"Quick, quick, please come inside!" Da Mao quickly called everyone into the yard.

In the courtyard, there is nothing to describe, it is completely destitute.

Yang Yongzhi asked Damao: "Brother Damao, I just came back from outside today and heard about Liu'er..."

"Brother Da Mao, I'm sorry. I didn't know that Liu'er would be hurt because of me..."

Yang Yongzhi looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Da Mao said: "It's none of your business, it's that girl who was stupid and caused you trouble. I feel really bad about it!"

Yang Yongzhi smiled bitterly, "Well, since I'm here, let's go see Liu'er."

"I don't know what I can do to help..."

Damao interrupted Yang Yongzhi, "You can come, let her see you, and talk to her again, that's all."

"As for whether her illness can be cured or not, this is her destiny. If you can come, Brother Da Mao will be grateful to you!"

Yang Yongzhi nodded, "Okay, let's go in!"

"What about us? Do we need to go in?" Yang Yongjin asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I am a woman. I will go in with my third brother. You should stay away and stay outside."

Old Yangtou said: "It makes sense. We are all gentlemen. Suddenly this group of strange gentlemen broke into this girl's house. It would scare her and it is not in line with etiquette."

Da Mao said: "Old Uncle Yang, let's go to the main room to sit down, drink tea and catch up on household chores?"

Old Yang nodded: "Okay, you can have this."

So, everyone divided into two groups for the time being. Da Mao greeted Old Yangtou and the others to go to the main room in the east, while Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Yongzhi into Miss Liu'er's room in the west.

The door of the house is ajar.

Inside the house, the light was dim, with a few rays of sunlight entering the house through the dilapidated wooden fence of the window.

It fell on top of the pair of embroidered shoes with holes in them in front of the bed.

There were a few pieces of furniture in the room, and there was a petite and frail figure wrapped in a thin, patched quilt on the simple bed.

Sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, and raised cheekbones.

Lying there, eyes closed, breathing feebly...

This situation suddenly gave Yang Ruoqing a familiar feeling, as if she saw herself five years ago...

At that time, she had just traveled through time, and the moment she opened her eyes, the world also greeted her with this attitude.

At that time, I really felt like I was collapsing. Fortunately, kind-hearted parents like Sun and Yang Huazhong appeared...

"Liu'er!"

Yang Yongzhi's slightly choked voice reached his ears, bringing back Yang Ruoqing's thoughts that had drifted away.

I saw that Yang Yongzhi had already rushed to the bed, leaned down slightly, and called softly into the quilt.

Under the quilt, the girl fell asleep, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

But it didn't open immediately.

Yang Yongzhi called again, and this time, her eyes finally opened.

Yang Ruoqing, who was standing behind Yang Yongzhi, suddenly saw a pair of beautiful eyes.

But the look in his eyes was blank, empty, and dull.

The girl named Liu'er didn't seem to see Yang Yongzhi standing in front of the bed. Instead, she stretched out a hand from the bed and groped around the pillow...

Yang Yongzhi was a little surprised and couldn't help but turn his head and exchange a look with Yang Ruoqing.

"Third brother, look!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!