Old Mrs. Sun's condition was getting worse and worse. When Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun came over, the old lady was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

It seemed that he was sleeping very uncomfortable. His brows were furrowed in his sleep, the muscles on his face twitched from time to time, and sometimes he made a few hoarse hums from his mouth.

"Why do you put three pillows under Ga Po?" Yang Ruoqing asked Huang Mao in a low voice.

Huang Mao said softly: "My mother said my back hurts when I sleep, so I asked my mother to use more cushions. After using the cushions, I stopped complaining about the pain."

In front of the bed, Mrs. Sun was leaning over to look at Old Mrs. Sun, then she put down the curtain, turned around and walked towards this side.

"Your grandma is asleep, let's come and sit by the door." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and Huang Mao followed Sun to the door of the house and sat down on some stools.

Sitting here, talking quietly will not affect Mrs. Sun, and she can poke her head from time to time to pay attention to the movement on the bed in the room.

As soon as I sat down, Mrs. Sun came over from there, holding a plate with several bowls of tea on it.

Behind Da Sun, Xiao Jie, mother and daughter arrived at the door of the house. Xiao Jie helped Da Sun pass the herbal tea on the tray to Yang Ruoqing and Sun.

"Sister, you don't have to work anymore, you can sit down too," said Sun, holding a tea bowl in her hand, but not in the mood to drink tea.

Mrs. Sun nodded, put the tray aside, and sat down herself.

She peeked into the room and saw that Mrs. Sun was still asleep. Mrs. Sun sighed and said to Ms. Sun: "My mother hasn't eaten a grain of rice today. She has no rice soup or noodle soup."

I just managed to take two or three sips, I guess time is really running out."

Sun's tears fell out, one by one, falling into the bowl in her hand.

"I called her twice before, and she opened her eyes, glanced at me, and then closed them again, as if she didn't recognize me," said Sun.

Mrs. Sun shook her head, "It's not just you? She doesn't even seem to recognize Xiaojie and I anymore."

"While having breakfast, Xiaojie came over to wash her face. She looked at Xiaojie and asked whose family the girl was from?"

"Xiaojie told her that it was her granddaughter Xiaojie. She looked confused and didn't know if she remembered it."

"In the middle of the morning, Huang Mao came over to give her water, and she called Huang Mao Xiaojie."

"Huang Mao said she was her grandson's wife, and she asked where her grandson was. Huang Mao called Dajie. She looked at Dajie, shook her head vigorously, and said this was not her grandson. She said her eldest grandson was in Sunjiagou, or...

A child who just learned to walk..."

Mrs. Sun looked at Mrs. Sun in surprise, "What's going on? Why don't any of the family members recognize you?"

"It can't be said that I don't know him. He knows a little bit but doesn't know a little bit. His mind is confused." Yang Ruoqing pointed to her head and explained.

Mrs. Sun could only sigh one after another, too sad to speak.

Yang Ruoqing then asked the eldest Sun: "I don't know how the preparations are going for my uncle to go to Sunjiagou. When we came here earlier, my father said he wanted to go to Sunjiagou to see if he could help."

Da Sun shook his head: "Don't tell your father to go. Just go over to Sunjiagou and your uncle will do it. Your Daga Gong is here and he will help."

Mrs. Sun said: "Since you moved out of Sunjiagou, you and the seven aunts and eight aunts over there don't move around very much."

"There is love between people. When people leave, the tea will cool down. I'm afraid it won't be possible for my uncle to help me. After all, if my mother really lies down this time, she will go back to Sunjiagou to perform rituals."

Mrs. Sun smiled with a smile on her lips and said: "In the past, I had the same idea as you. I always wanted to be kind to others in the village. If someone asked me to do something for me, I would go all the way. Others

If someone comes over to borrow something, I will lend it to them, and even if I don’t have to borrow it, I will help them find a way. Only in this way can we build a good relationship, and it will be easier for our family to ask for help in the future."

"But what? Our family used to be like that in Sunjiagou. When something really happened, others would still hide behind us."

"In the nearly ten years since I moved out of Sunjiagou and came to Changping Village, I have seen through a lot of things and also understood a principle of life."

"That is, this person, except for close relatives like us, will spare no effort to support each other,"

"For the other ones, just slap them one level apart, it's all useless." Dasun said.

"If nothing else, let's just say that Sunjiagou is a good place. When we lived in Sunjiagou in the past, every time the land was divided, they bullied me into being honest and gave our family the worst land."

"Speaking of which, his father and our father are still cousins. He and we are also called cousins, but has he taken care of him? Not at all!"

"But we moved out of Sunjiagou and opened a pig farm to make money. Dajie passed the examination to become a scholar, and Da'an became the first scholar..."

"Everyone in that poor ravine knows these things. Last time Dajie got married and we moved into a new house, all seven aunts and eight aunts came over to congratulate us and build relationships."

"And that cousin, Li Zheng, held our father's hand and called him uncle, so affectionate and unrelated people thought he was not his nephew, but his biological son!" Da Sun said.

Xiaojie and Huang Mao were young after all, so they couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing when they heard these words.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled, but it was a smile full of disdain.

"If you are poor in the busy city and have no one to care about you, if you are rich in the mountains you have distant relatives." She said,

"So this time my uncle goes back alone to prepare for the funeral. We don't have to worry. For those people in Sunjiagou who want to have a relationship with us, this time is a good opportunity to show off. My father doesn't need to go."

she said.

Mrs. Sun nodded and turned to look at the haggard old lady Sun lying on the bed in the room.

He lowered his voice and said with sadness in his tone: "As soon as the old lady here falls down, we will have to send her coffin back to Sunjiagou."

"Such a heavy coffin will definitely require a lot of manpower. When the time comes, Qing'er's father will have to be here to take charge of the overall situation." Da Sun said.

Mrs. Sun nodded with tears in her eyes.

If possible, she would rather never think about this problem. She has become a grandmother, but she still wants her mother to be here forever.

"You damn devil, get out of here..."

On the bed, Mrs. Sun suddenly started to curse, and her voice was extremely fierce.

The people sitting at the door of the house looked around and saw that Mrs. Sun opened her eyes at some point, waving her hands and blowing air.

While fighting back, he scolded: "Go away, go away, I don't want to go with you, I haven't had enough of this good life, go away..."

The old lady waved and kicked her feet, as if she was punching and kicking someone.

"What's going on?" Da Sun asked in surprise, then stood up and rushed into the house.

The others quickly followed into the house and gathered around the bed.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Sun hugged Mrs. Sun and asked.

Mrs. Sun was out of breath, glanced at the people in front of her, and said: "Your aunt came to me again, saying that your grandma had cooked a meal and took me to eat. I couldn't swallow anything like this.

Don’t go with her..."
Chapter completed!