After Zhuiyun and Heilang had eaten their fill, they returned to the den and watched the four sleeping little ones quietly for a while before reluctantly leaving.

Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing checked Hei Lang's wound again and reapplied medicine to it.

The wild wolf has a good physique and good self-healing ability. After this wave of medicine, it will take about ten days to recover steadily and he can run, jump, fight and carry.

But the premise is that no accidents involving fighting or killing can occur in these ten days, otherwise everything will have to be dealt with separately.

After sending Zhuiyun and Heilang away, Yang Ruoqing returned to the house of the four little ones. She took a look at them and made sure that they were sleeping soundly, so she left with peace of mind.

After tidying up the kitchen and getting everything ready, I lay down on the bed. It was almost dawn.

Although she was tired and sleepy after working all night, Yang Ruoqing was very happy.

In the past two days, the hot topic in the village, old and young, has shifted from Muzichuan's marriage to Yang Yongxian's plan to bring back Li Xiuxin and her son.

Moreover, the popularity of the latter topic once exceeded that of Mu Zichuan.

"Logically speaking, Brother Zichuan is a prostitute and a high-ranking official outside. Now that he is getting married, shouldn't everyone pay more attention to this matter? Why are everyone talking about the affairs of the first cousin?

Where is your son?"

When Xiaoduo and Xiaoduo were playing with Feng'er, Xiaoduo couldn't help but talk to Yang Ruoqing about what she heard outside, and she was a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "People like to hear right and wrong and watch conflicts. Zichuan got married to Liu Doukou. In the eyes of everyone, this is a one-to-one marriage. There is nothing to talk about.

.”

"Besides, it's nothing new that everyone has to get married. But the eldest cousin is a concubine,"

"This matter, in the homes of those high-ranking officials, taking concubines is nothing, but in the households of farmers, this is a big novelty, not to mention that they have a baby, which makes people can't help but talk about it.

"

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Xiaoduo understood.

"Hey, it's only been a few days. By the time Li Xiuxin came in, the old house was bustling," Xiaoduo said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, this kind of excitement is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Qing'er? Is Qing'er in the house?"

Wang Cuilian's anxious voice suddenly sounded.

At that time, Feng'er was quietly playing with a small toy in his hand. When he suddenly heard this sound, the little guy's hands shook in fright, his mouth was flat and he almost cried.

Xiaoduo quickly hugged Feng'er and comforted her gently.

Wang Cuilian ran into the house at this time. Seeing Feng'er's appearance, the woman immediately realized that she had scared the child, and Wang Cuilian looked regretful.

"Look at my loud voice. I didn't expect Feng'er to be here. Good boy, don't be afraid. Grandma has such a voice. Don't be afraid..."

Wang Cuilian hurriedly coaxed Feng'er, but she still looked so anxious that her hair was on fire.

Yang Ruoqing said to Xiaoduo: "You can take Feng'er to his mother Xiaohua first."

Xiaoduo nodded and quickly hugged Feng'er, who was still crying, and left.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, what's the matter with you running in such a hurry?"

Aunt Wang Cuilian has always been a steady and steady person, but it is extremely rare that she looks so confused now.

Wang Cuilian's eyes have been following Feng'er who was retreating away. The woman's eyes were full of self-blame. When she heard Yang Ruoqing's question, she came back to her senses.

"Qing'er, it's not good, a servant girl from Lao Mu's house came to you earlier and said that Mrs. Zichuan has passed away!" Wang Cuilian said.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was shocked and her score shot up. Fortunately, Xiaoduo took Feng'er away in time, otherwise the child would have been frightened for the second time.

"When did it happen? How could this happen? I went to visit my godmother yesterday. She was still talking and laughing. She was cutting happy words in the main room and urging others to decorate the wedding room... Well, why did she pass away?

?”

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward and grabbed Wang Cuilian's hand, asking repeatedly, her eyes almost bulging out of her sockets.

Wang Cuilian shook her head: "As soon as I heard this, I was so panicked that I didn't bother to ask so many questions, so I came here to look for you."

"Qing'er, let's go to Lao Mu's house quickly and see what's going on!"

…

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian ran to Lao Mu's house in a hurry. Outside Lao Mu's yard, people from three floors inside and three outside had already gathered to watch the excitement.

Pointing, talking, and everything.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't care less about other people's words and comments. People are like this and can't stop Youyou's mouth.

She rushed into the courtyard of Lao Mu's house like a gust of wind, and found that of the few servants and maids in the house, only two were left standing at the door of the main room, looking helpless, while the others were gone.

"Why are you standing outside? Where is Zichuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked urgently.

One of the servants said: "The old lady has left. My uncle sent the two of them back to Liujia Village to report the funeral. He asked us to stand outside the house. My uncle locked himself in the west room alone and no one was allowed in!"

The maid on the side cried and said: "Sister Qing'er, please go in and take a look quickly. At least I can give you a few words of advice..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and quickly entered the room.

The door to the west room was closed tightly, but it was not bolted, it was just ajar.

The two maids and servants were afraid of Mu Zichuan, so they didn't dare to come in.

As for the people watching the excitement outside, naturally they didn't dare to come in and take a look without the permission of Mu Zichuan, the flower hunter and high official.

Therefore, compared with the bustle of people outside the yard, the room inside was as deserted as another world.

All the festive things that had been prepared for the wedding were instantly covered with a layer of frost due to death, giving people an indescribable feeling of silence and desolation.

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress her emotions, and then stretched out her hand to slowly open the door of the west room.

"go out!"

The door creaked, and Mu Zichuan's cold and low voice came from the west room.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and continued to push the door open.

"I don't want to see anyone now, get out!"

He turned his head and roared towards the door, his eyes were scarlet and his hair was a little disheveled, like a trapped animal.

Seeing that the person who came in was Yang Ruoqing, he didn't yell anymore, just turned around and continued to lie beside the bed, holding his mother's hand with both hands, and buried his head...

Yang Ruoqing entered the house and gently closed the door.

She walked slowly to Zichuan Niang's bed and looked at the lifeless woman lying upright on the bed. Yang Ruoqing couldn't believe it. Yesterday, she was talking and laughing, telling her that she had eaten two big meals.

A bowl of rice, full of strength, thinking that happy events can really bring joy, and the illness can be cured. Did the godmother really just leave like this without even saying hello?

At this juncture, leaving?

Inside the bed, inside the needlework pineapple, there is a thick stack of happy words that she cut by herself!

She just left like that?

Why is she willing to leave?
Chapter completed!