Changping Village. Old Yang suppressed his excitement and looked up and down at the old woman standing in front of him.

The old woman wore green and black patched clothes and trousers, and her gray hair was pulled back with a bamboo hairpin.

Perhaps because she was in such a hurry, a few strands of hair on her temples fell down and stuck to her face with sweat.

She lowered her head, clutching the bundle she had brought with her tightly with both hands, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was so nervous that she could hardly bear it.

"Sister Chang'e, don't panic, it's just like you're at home when you get here!"

Lao Yang took a step forward with his wheelchair. Yu's mother was so frightened that she took two steps back. She raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her eyes were filled with panic.

Old Yang stopped where he was, smiled gently at her, and raised his hand: "Don't be afraid, I just want to help you pick up the baggage so that you can sit down and take a breather."

Yu's mother did not dare to let go of the vigilance in her eyes, and shook her head gently: "I'm not tired. I'll go see Xingkui first."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Yu's mother finally saw Xingkui, looked him up and down, and finally held Yu Xingkui's hand tightly with both hands: "I heard from my wife that you have a stomachache and are dehydrated. How do you feel now?"

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Yu Xingkui couldn't bear to see my mother's anxious look. He avoided his eyes slightly and hesitated: "I'm feeling better now and I've taken medicine. Don't worry, mother."

"You kid, how can I not worry!" Yu's mother burst into tears.

"Your father passed away early, your son is young, and the whole family relies on you to support him. If something happens to you, what will happen to the whole family!"

Yu Xingkui nodded slightly, feeling even more ashamed of his deception.

"Why are you having a stomachache? Can you find the reason?" Yu's mother wiped her tears for a while and asked again.

Yu Xingkui said: "I ate something oily and watery at night, and I didn't cover my stomach when it was hot..."

Mother Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I caught a cold in my stomach. I was thinking wildly all the way. I was afraid it was something wrong with my stomach."

She patted Yu Xingkui's hand gently and comforted him in turn: "As long as there is nothing wrong with the internal organs, we are not afraid. If you take good care of it for a few days, everything will be fine."

"Well, now that mother is here, I won't be afraid anymore." Yu Xingkui's eyes turned slightly red.

"Silly boy!" Yu's mother also laughed and raised her hand to rub Yu Xingkui's head.

Lao Yangtou also pushed the wheelchair in and looked at the mother and child beside the bed with a smile, his eyes full of satisfaction, as if he was looking at his wife and children.

Although, he has never looked at his real wife and children with such satisfaction in his life...

"Sister Chang'e, don't worry. I asked the doctor to prescribe the best medicine for Xingkui. The doctor said he will be fine."

Taking advantage of the opportunity of comfort, Old Yang came closer again.

In front of Yu Xingkui, Yu's mother couldn't show her face to Lao Yangtou, not to mention that her son's errands were in other people's hands, and they would give him medicine and so on.

"Well, thank you very much, Brother Yang. My wife came home earlier and said that you don't want her to pay for the medicine. If that's the case, then the money for the medicine should be deducted from Xingkui's wages. We can't ask the employer to pay for medical treatment."

Mother Yu said.

Old Yangtou's face dropped: "Sister Chang'e, what you said is too outrageous, and it also hurts my heart. Are you, my brother, the kind of person who has short-sighted eyes and cares about a small amount of medicine money?

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Chapter completed!