Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou squatted beside Lao Yangtou respectively. The two brothers lowered their heads and remained silent.

On the bed behind Lao Yangtou, Mrs. Tan was lying there upright with her eyelids open. Tears flowed from the invisible corners of her eyes, staining her gray hair along her cheeks, and finally fell into her body.

Inside the sheets, a large area of ​​sheets was wet.

Her arms were as thin as withered and exposed, with two silver needles stuck in the crooks of her arms.

Obviously, Uncle Fu had already arrived and stabbed Tan to wake up.

Uncle Fu is not in the room now, and Yang Yongqing is not here either, so he and Uncle Fu should have gone to get some medicine.

After Yang Ruoqing looked around, she raised her head and looked at Luo Fengtang beside her. The latter's eyebrows were furrowed and his face was solemn.

Yang Ruoqing sighed in her heart and hurried over all the way just now. She was worried about the old couple and that they would not be able to withstand the blow because they were old. But now that she saw them, she was full of comforting words but she didn't know where to say them.

rise.

The white-haired person gave away the black-haired person, and the one who passed away was the great-grandson that the old couple loved most, a great-grandson who was representative of the old Yang family.

Any words of comfort are pale at this moment. It is better not to say anything and just stand silently!

After a while, Yang Huazhong finally raised his head and asked Yang Yongzhi in a deep voice about the specific situation.

Yang Yongzhi squatted in the corner, holding his head with his hands and sobbing muffled, while Zhao Liuer stood beside him.

Hearing this, he raised his head, his eyes already turning red.

His voice was a little hoarse and he said: "We rushed to the Yihechun Medical Center in the town as quickly as possible. After the doctor looked at Xiu'er's situation, he said that the child was brought late. The condition was too serious and he was dehydrated.

It can be cured.”

"We begged the doctor to treat him no matter what, and we couldn't just give up. The doctor prescribed medicine for Xiu'er, saying that if the medicine could be stored in the child's stomach, there might be a glimmer of hope.

There is no way Tuo will reincarnate."

"We couldn't take the medicine at all. We just drank a few spoonfuls and all of it was spit out in the blink of an eye."

"At the end, the child couldn't open his mouth at all, and he was still having diarrhea. The diarrhea was sticky, like clear soup, and some had one or two pieces of cotton wool floating in it. The doctor said

, that’s the oil in the intestines, the child was injured to the core, and before the doctor finished saying that, the child was gone in less than a bowl of tea, woo woo woo..."

Yang Yongzhi, who witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, couldn't help but buried his head in his knees and cried.

Although he didn't like Li Xiuxin very much, Xiu'er was his nephew after all.

Seeing his nephew die in front of his own eyes, Yang Yongzhi was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

Zhao Liuer also wiped away tears while caressing Yang Yongzhi's back.

Everyone else in the room also fell into deeper sadness.

Even Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but turn her head and raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

Xiu'er...he is innocent.

Such a weak life has only been in this world for a year. Most of the time it has been spent in the house taking medicine and recuperating. It has not had time to grow up, not yet have time to see the outside world, and not yet have time to feel the world.

The warmth and warmth of human relationships, the distinction between good and evil...

Just because he fell in love with a stupid mother, he failed to put the blame on others. Instead, it hurt him and ruined this innocent life.

"Li Xiuxin deserves to die!"

Old Yangtou suddenly gritted his teeth, and his old face was twisted and ferocious, making people scared just to look at him.

"It was that poisonous woman who killed my Xiu'er and the great-grandson of our old Yang family. That poisonous woman, I want her to pay for it with her life, I want her to pay for it with her life!"

Lao Yang yelled at the top of his lungs, raised his head, and the veins on his neck stood up one by one, passing through the bulge in his temples and extending all the way to his forehead.

His appearance not only shocked Yang Ruoqing, but also frightened brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou next to him.

Yang Huazhou said in a deep voice: "Dad, don't be like this. People can't be resurrected after death. Xiu'er is not blessed. He has only cultivated to this lifespan in this life. We can't do anything about it. I hope he can have a good pregnancy in the next life. Dad, you and my mother

Take care of yourself!"

Yang Huazhong also frowned and said: "This child Xiu'er has had a hard life. He was born with a weak body and suffered a lot. Now he is free. He will definitely be reborn in a good family in his next life and be healthy.

of children.”

Old Yang shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I lost my son in old age, buried my chest with loess, and lost my great-grandson. Why should I take care of this body? Oh my God, you took my life and exchanged it for mine."

Fix it!"

The old man beat his chest and stamped his feet, and his sorrow flowed back into a river.

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou took turns to comfort him, but the effect was very little.

Children such as San Yatou, Kang Xiaozi and Fu'er were also standing in the yard, listening with their heads lowered. The elders in the family were crying together. This strangely depressing atmosphere enveloped even the most playful children.

Most of the boys are well-behaved.

Liao Meiying also came to the backyard with her weak body. She said to everyone in panic: "What to do? Li's mother ran out like crazy, saying she was going to the town to find her daughter and grandson. I couldn't stop her.

Come on, we should be almost at the entrance of the village now!"

These words reminded everyone.

Yang Ruoqing finally spoke up: "Master, Dad, Fifth Uncle, let's suppress our sadness at this moment and go to the town quickly! Brother and the others are still at the hospital, I'm a little worried..."

Everyone in the east room was sad, but this sadness must be discounted in front of Yang Yongxian.

Xiu'er is Yang Yongxian's son. The pain of losing a son is comparable to having your flesh chopped off!

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huazhong and the others also regained their rationality.

"Yes, we have to go to the town quickly. Xiu'er is gone. If Yongxian can't bear the blow and something happens again, it will be terrible..." Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yangtou also climbed ashore from the long river of sadness in an instant. He sternly ordered brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and prepare the carriage. I'm going to the town to find Yongxian! Hurry!"

Yang Huazhong stood up and said to Yang Huazhou: "I will take dad to the town, and you stay to take care of mom!"

Yang Huazhou nodded, and then Yang Huazhong rushed out like a gust of wind to prepare the carriage, and Lao Yangtou also quickly followed.

Yang Yongzhi also stood up: "One carriage is not enough, we have to take them back. My carriage is parked at the door..."

He had just taken a step forward when he staggered and fell to one knee.

There was nothing I could do. I ran too fast and was too nervous before, and then I went to the doctor like crazy. Now all the bones in my body are uncoordinated.

Zhao Liuer quickly helped Yang Yongzhi up, his eyes full of worry.
Chapter completed!