"I want to go back to the village."

Leaving these words behind, she turned and walked downstairs.

"You can't leave. Who will take care of Hongmei if you leave?" Dabai asked after chasing after her.

Yang Huamei didn't even look back.

Hongmei also said: "Mom, I don't need you to serve me. What you serve is your eldest grandson. Don't you even want your eldest grandson?"

Dabai also quickly said: "Yes, don't you want your eldest grandson?"

This time, Yang Huamei stopped in the middle of the stairs. She turned her head and gave a sarcastic smile to the couple at the top of the stairs: "I don't even want my son, let alone my grandson? Who cares about who cares about me? I'm leaving!"

She turned around and left resolutely.

Behind him, Dabai kicked a small round stool next to him down the stairs, "You bastard old bitch, you have no shame..."

Yang Huamei ran down the stairs in one breath, rushed out of the shop, and plunged into the snow and wind...

The cold wind blew into her face with snowflakes. She was not wearing a hat, scarf or gloves. The wind blew against her face as if thousands of ice knives were cutting her flesh.

Snowflakes fell on her neck, making her teeth tremble with the coldness.

She hunched her shoulders, folded her arms, and trudged in the knee-deep snow in the direction of Changping Village. Tears finally welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision...

What Lao Wang's family asked Wang Shuanzi's eldest cousin and Shuanzi's eldest brother-in-law to go to Baimeizhai in Qingshui Town to deliver to Dabai the documents to dissolve the family.

As a result, I met Yang Huamei halfway.

Lao Wang's family.

Yang Huazhong and others all rushed over. Women such as Sun, Bao Suyun, and Yang Ruoqing were sitting around Yang Huamei's bed. Behind the women, men were sitting or standing.

The voices of people in the room were all silenced by Mrs. Tan's cries.

"My son, you have a hard life. I almost lost my life when I went to town. I know that God damned me. He has done all kinds of bad things. He is going to be struck by thunder and lightning!"

If before today, I heard Tan curse Dabai in such vicious words, not to mention Wang Hongquan would have squeezed in from behind the crowd and covered Tan's mouth, Yang Huamei would not have been the first one to agree.

But at this moment, Wang Hongquan's mouth was just twitching, but it couldn't be said that it was because he was distressed or something else, while Yang Huamei was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling of the tent, looking like she was in a state of confusion.

As for Wang Shuanzi and other members of Lao Wang's family, they all clenched their fists and looked angry.

Wang Shuanzi's cousin said with red eyes: "When we saw my siblings in the ice and snow earlier, we were shocked. Our hair was disheveled and one of our shoes was missing. We thought it was some crazy woman from some family who ran out!"

Brother-in-law Shuanzi couldn't help but sigh: "When we picked her up, she had a black mouth. We thought that if we didn't send her back to the village immediately, she might freeze to death on the road. No, the clerk

They haven’t been sent out yet!”

He returned the document to Wang Shuanzi.

Wang Shuanzi held the thin document tightly with his fingers, his bones were pale, and his teeth clashed together as he bit out a sentence: "When the snow stops, I will go to town in person and throw this document in that beast's face!"

"Shuanzi, you must not go. Dabai doesn't recognize his relatives now, and your body can't withstand his punch." Shuanzi's cousin said quickly.

The old man next to him, Wang Hongquan, opened his mouth. He wanted to say a few words for Dabai out of habit. He wanted to say that no matter how much of a bastard Dabai was, he couldn't really be cruel to his parents.

At this moment, Yang Huamei on the bed suddenly started coughing.

He spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound, and vomited it on Tan's 80% new pair of gray cotton shoes.

Mrs. Tan burst out slapping her legs and crying.

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others gathered around in a panic. Those holding handkerchiefs held handkerchiefs, those stroking their backs, and those pouring sugar water poured in. They made a mess in front of the bed.

"Dad, come here and help my grandma over, she's in the way."

Yang Ruoqing directly raised her voice and gave instructions, then rolled up her sleeves and came to the bedside.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me take a look."

Sun and the others quickly stepped aside to leave enough space for Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing felt Yang Huamei's pulse and looked at her tongue coating and eyelids, "My aunt is so angry. Mom, go get a tea bowl. Fifth Aunt, go get a cup of hot tea."

"Two more people will help help my aunt sit up."

Everyone immediately acted according to Yang Ruoqing's instructions.

Everyone was curious about what Yang Ruoqing would do next, so their heads moved forward one by one, and all eyes focused on Yang Ruoqing's hands.

In her hand, there was a rolled cowhide bag. When she shook the cowhide bag open, there was a dense row of silver needles inside.

They are of different lengths and thicknesses, and a cold light flashes across them like cow hair, making people shudder.

When Yang Huazhong saw the pair of silver needles, his breathing quickened secretly.

I remember when he broke his leg and was almost paralyzed, Qing'er used this set of silver needles to cure him.

"Don't panic, everyone, and don't push forward. Don't interfere with Qing'er's treatment of Mei'er's injuries."

Yang Huazhong loudly ordered that everyone in the room were relatives of both families, and everyone gathered here out of concern for Yang Huamei. Even if Mrs. Liu came here with the purpose of watching the fun, now she saw Yang Huamei like this

Mrs. Liu couldn't bear the tragic situation, so she quietly turned her head and wiped away her tears of sympathy.

Once Yang Ruoqing plans to do something, especially when it is a delicate job involving life safety, she will put herself in a realm where there is nothing outside her body, and all the surrounding sounds will gradually fade away.

There were only her and Yang Huamei in the space. Even if the people next to her were needed to help later, those people would have become NPCs.

She grabbed Yang Huamei's left hand, smeared some soju on her middle finger with a cotton ball, then twisted a silver needle and slowly inserted it into Yang Huamei's finger.

Yang Huamei had been staring blankly at the tent since she came back from the phone and said a few words. Even if Tan cried and cursed Dabai, she didn't react at all, as if her soul was no longer with her.

At this moment, when Yang Ruoqing pricked her middle finger, Yang Huamei's body shook violently.

Yang Ruoqing kneaded her middle finger while observing Yang Huamei's reaction.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, when red blood seeped out from between her fingers, Yang Ruoqing ordered the person next to her: "Give my aunt a sip of hot tea."

Someone nearby responded and quickly fed Yang Huamei two mouthfuls.

"very good."

Yang Ruoqing said something, then rubbed Yang Huamei's fingers.

There was a lot of blood dripping on the ground. The people around were shocked to see it, but no one said anything because everyone knew that Yang Ruoqing was treating Yang Huamei.

It wasn't until Yang Ruoqing finished squeezing this hand and grabbed Yang Huamei's other hand to do the same thing that Tan finally couldn't help but make a sound.

"Fat girl, why do you still need to drain your aunt's blood? Your aunt's life will be killed if you let out too much of the blood of a bloody person! Are you okay? Don't do anything random..."
Chapter completed!