Someone tickled the soles of her feet?

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the end of the bed, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

Ghost shadow?

Thinking of this word, Yang Ruoqing felt a chill go down her spine.

He quickly pulled the thin quilt on his body to cover himself and Xiaojie, "It's okay, sister is here, just curl up your feet and put them under the quilt."

Xiaojie curled up into a shrimp, and Yang Ruoqing herself curled up her feet.

After a while, Xiaojie breathed evenly again, but Yang Ruoqing was completely sleepless.

The fearless factor in her bones was about to stir, so she tentatively stretched out her feet from the quilt and put them outside.

He poked his head out of the quilt again and breathed in the fresh air outside.

It's summer at this time, and it's extremely hot during the day. However, one advantage of this ancient house is that it has many wooden structures, and there are big trees in front and back of the house, so it's still relatively cool when sleeping at night.

Therefore, you still have to prepare a thin quilt on the bed to cover your stomach and chest.

I almost suffocated myself to death just now.

Yang Ruoqing lay there quietly for a while, and no one touched her head or scratched the soles of her feet.

After a while, Ms. Sun woke up. She got up and checked on Old Mrs. Sun, then gently lifted the quilt to cover Old Mrs. Sun's chest.

Then he turned around and came to the bed here, checked on Yang Ruoqing and Xiaojie, and then went back and lay down again.

When having breakfast the next day, Xiaojie told Da Sun about this matter.

"It's so scary. I won't sleep in the nursery room tonight because I'm afraid!" The white color of panic on Xiaojie's face has not completely faded away.

"It's because you were asleep. How could such a thing happen? It's nonsense!" Mrs. Da Sun angrily thrust a steamed bun into Xiaojie's hand, "I can't stop eating your steamed bun or eating anything."

Mouth!"

Xiaojie took the steamed bun but did not eat it. Instead, she looked at Yang Ruoqing with some grievance: "Sister, you know if I was confused and talking in my sleep last night. You can tell me."

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly and said to Mrs. Sun: "Xiaojie didn't lie. She made a fuss twice. Sometimes she touched her head, and sometimes she scratched her soles."

"But I didn't see anything myself, so I'm not sure what the situation is..."

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing suspiciously, then looked at Xiaojie, frowning, thoughtfully.

Xiaojie became even more anxious when she saw Mrs. Sun's appearance, "Mom, I'm really not talking nonsense, nor did I mean to scare people. The feeling last night was so real. I feel so sick when I think about it now.

numb……"

Da Sun said: "There are so many people sleeping in the same room, and you sleep on the same bed with your sister, why do you only touch you and scratch you but don't come to mess with us? It's probably because you held in your urine and it's okay.

It’s okay, you can go back to your room and sleep tonight, don’t say anything else, let’s eat!”

Mrs. Sun grabbed another flower roll and stuffed it into Xiaojie's hand.

After a while, Mrs. Sun came in, holding an empty bowl in her hand.

Seeing the empty bowl, Mr. Sun's face was filled with joy.

"Has our mother eaten?" she asked.

In the morning, I made a bowl of minced meat and mushroom porridge for Mrs. Sun. Mrs. Sun didn't dare to send it over, for fear that she would really "return to the light" and not be able to eat it.

Mrs. Sun nodded happily, "I ate it again. Maybe it's really better?"

Mrs. Sun wanted to be happy, but she didn't dare to express her happiness. She looked at Yang Ruoqing with questioning eyes.

Yang Ruoqing did not dare to make a judgment, so she could only say: "Let's watch it first. Uncle Fu said that it won't take long for the light to shine again. If you can still eat it tomorrow after today, it might be a miracle."

Miracles are always so elusive...

It is precisely because it is so difficult to achieve that it is called a miracle.

During the day, Yang Ruoqing did not stay with the Sun family because Xiaohua came over and said that Baby Luo was sick.

Yang Ruoqing hurried back to her home. Tuoba Xian sat on a stool in the main room, holding Baby Luo on her lap.

Tuoba Xian's face was filled with distress. She held the back of Baby Luo's head with one hand and hugged Baby Luo's waist with the other. When her granddaughter got sick, it was like having a piece of her grandmother's heart taken out.

Beside, Damo was talking to Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian. Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also had worries and anxiety on their faces.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come back, the old people in this room seemed to have found their backbone instantly.

"Qing'er, you're finally back. Come and take a look. This child has a severe fever!" Tuoba Xian said quickly.

Yang Ruoqing came to Luo Baobao, raised her hand and touched the child's forehead, and it was really hot.

"Baby, tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable?" Yang Ruoqing leaned down and asked Luo Baobao.

This kid's body really can't be fake at all. Normally, Baby Luo is always bouncing around, just like a skinned monkey.

If you want her to sit on grandma's lap obediently like this, it's simply impossible.

Luo Baobao narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned, "I don't have the strength..."

"Besides the lack of strength, where else do you feel uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt? Are your hands, feet, and arms sore? Is your nose stuffy? Do you feel like crying when you look at the sun outside?" Yang Ruoqing asked patiently.

Baby Luo shook his head, "I don't want to talk now!"

Then, she turned her head and rested it softly on Tuoba Xian's shoulder.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Tuoba Xian was so distressed that she almost shed tears.

"How old is she? Even if she feels uncomfortable, she can't tell." Tuoba Xian said to Yang Ruoqing.

"Hurry up and ask Uncle Fu to come over and take a look. I'll take her to the house to lie down first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Mom, give her a few sips of warm water first."

Then, she said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, could you please go to the cellar to get some ice cubes to bring down her fever." "Okay, I'll go right now!" Blacksmith Luo turned around and ran away.

Wang Cuilian asked urgently: "Qing'er, what can I do?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Heat some hot water and I'll wipe her back when I get back."

Wang Cuilian also left in a gust of wind.

Damo said: "Qing'er, you stay at home and take care of the children. I'll call Uncle Fu over."

Yang Ruoqing said to Damo: "Brother Damo, thank you for sending the baby back."

Damo waved his hand, "Xiao Qin is very careful. When he saw the baby during breakfast, he ate a few mouthfuls of porridge without touching the steamed buns, so Xiao Qin kept an eye on it."

"Xiaoqin went to the classroom in the morning and found that other children were playing, but the baby was lying on the desk. Xiaoqin went in to inquire, and then she discovered that the child's forehead was hot..."

Then Xiaoqin went to find Yang Yongxian and Damo. Yang Yongxian had to go to class, so Damo naturally sent Baby Luo home.

"Brother Damo, no matter what happens, I still have to say thank you to you and Xiaoqin." Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!