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Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Your mother is dying (please collect it)

Author: Lan Jiajia

Chapter 25 Your mother is dying (Please collect)

He still patted Su Yuanyuan's shoulder with his hand, looked up at the gradually brightening window, and suppressed his sleepiness.

It was already midnight when Su Yuanyuan woke up. Normally she would wake up on time as soon as Mao hour came. This time she looked at the white sky outside and pouted in annoyance.

She had a dream all night last night, and Su Yuanyuan couldn't remember exactly what she dreamed about. She only remembered that Jiang Wenzheng's legs got better and he stood up. She forgot the rest.

She was just about to get up, but she realized that something was pressing down on her body. She looked sideways and saw a hand, with slender fingers resting on her shoulder, moving casually.

Su Yuanyuan is still confused now, constantly thinking about what happened last night?

The owner of the hand also woke up at this moment, slowly pulled back the numb hand, and asked Su Yuanyuan in a hoarse and tired voice, blinking her big eyes with question marks on her face.

"woke up?"

He put the back of his hand on Su Yuanyuan's forehead, and the coolness of his forehead made him feel relieved.

Finally it stopped burning.

Su Yuanyuan guessed something in her heart, and her eyes were a little afraid to look at Jiang Wenzheng.

She had a fever yesterday, and Jiang Wenzheng took care of her all night?

Su Yuanyuan's eyes were attracted by the towel soaked in cold water on the side, which further confirmed her guess.

Su Yuanyuan didn't expect that this man had such a careful side and could actually take care of others.

Where can I find a good-looking, well-educated, and caring man?

Jiang Wenzheng ignored Su Yuanyuan's continued look of dementia and turned his wheelchair to the kitchen.

In fact, Jiang Wenzheng rarely came to the kitchen, because he didn't need it in the past, but later he felt it was unnecessary.

Although his yard is not big, this small kitchen of about five square meters is very unfamiliar to him.

He looked around, searching for the ingredients he needed.

He was thinking of making lean meat porridge for Su Yuanyuan. She had just been sick and had no taste in her mouth, so it was a good time to make delicious lean meat porridge to enhance the flavor.

Mr. Jiang Wenzheng lit the fire, washed the rice and put it into the pot to cook.

He cut some meat and cut it into shreds, washed away the dirt with water and put it into rice porridge to cook together.

Su Yuanyuan still had some vegetables left from the last time he planted them. He chopped them into small diamond-shaped pieces and put them in the pot when the water was about to boil.

Although it was his first time to cook, Jiang Wenzheng tasted OK.

Su Yuanyuan took a bite, met the man's eyes, and nodded, acknowledging his cooking skills.

Recalling the previous sentence that good men are praised, Su Yuanyuan also learned to praise Jiang Wenzheng.

"You're so awesome. It's your first time cooking so delicious!"

Although this statement is false and contrived, it works very well for Jiang Wenzheng.

His eyes lit up with light, and he looked at Su Yuanyuan eagerly.

"Can I cook it for you often from now on?"

Su Yuanyuan didn't know why, but she nodded accidentally.

The man smiled softly and rubbed Su Yuanyuan's furry little head with his big hands.

Su Yuanyuan forgot to chew the porridge and swallowed it directly into her stomach. It was over and she was killed by touching her head!

Su Yuanyuan's illness came and went quickly, and she was completely cured within two days.

As soon as she recovered from her illness, Su Yuanyuan began to do the work that had been accumulated before.

She packed up the dirty clothes worn by the three of them in the past two days, put them in a wooden basin, and planned to go to the river to wash them. Unexpectedly, before she could step out the door, she heard someone calling her urgently.

"Su Yuanyuan! Su Yuanyuan! Your mother is dying!"

The person who came here was Erzhu from the west of the village. He also helped the little old lady a lot during the first days he lived with her.

Su Yuanyuan didn't understand what he said, so she clamped his arms tightly with both hands and asked him sternly.

"What did you just say! Who can't do it?"

"Your mother! Mrs. Su! Come with me quickly!"

Su Yuanyuan panicked, and when she met Jiang Wenzheng's gaze, she became a little at a loss.

Jiang Wenzheng patted her hand comfortingly and told her, "Just go quickly, I'm slow on my feet, I'll be there soon!"

After hearing this, Su Yuanyuan felt as if she had taken a reassurance, and her heart suddenly felt at ease. She threw down the wooden basin and ran out after Erzhu.

Along the way, Su Yuanyuan was wondering why the old lady whose legs and feet were so good a few days ago suddenly fell ill.

With doubts, Su Yuanyuan ran into Mrs. Su's small yard. As soon as she entered the door, she was confronted by Qiufeng and two other village women. The three of them were tugging at each other, and they were actually dressing Mrs. Su in a shroud!

Su Yuanyuan was so angry that her eyes almost wanted to eat people.

"Let me go!"

She rushed forward, pulled the women away, and supported Mrs. Su.

Although the old lady's breath was weak and almost undetectable, Su Yuanyuan could still feel the body temperature on her body.

What a beast! This man is in a hurry to put on his shroud while he is still alive!

Qiufeng felt guilty and did not dare to look into Su Yuanyuan's eyes, so she lowered her head and pinched her fingers.

"What's going on?"

Su Yuanyuan asked everyone present, how come the little old lady who was so lively before was suddenly on the verge of death?

Everyone lowered their heads, and Su Yuanyuan finally understood that most of the people here were Su Laoba's cronies, and they were all facing Qiu Feng!

Erzhu stood up and explained to Su Yuanyuan what happened.

"Yesterday, I saw Mrs. Su playing with chili peppers in the yard. This morning I didn't see her getting up to sweep the yard. When I entered the house, I saw her lying on the ground foaming at the mouth. After a while, she was going to die. I couldn't do it.

I’ll call you soon.”

Foaming at the mouth?

When Su Yuanyuan heard his description, the first thing that came to her mind was poisoning.

But the little old lady got along well with her neighbors, and who would harm her if she had no grievances?

Looking for money?

Her little yard is in dilapidated condition, and she is an old man, so how can she have any wealth?

Seeking revenge is even more impossible. If you want to kill her, you should kill her long ago. Why wait until she is 70 or 80 years old and half buried in the loess before killing her?

Su Yuanyuan finally turned her attention to Qiu Feng, who was standing aside and trying to reduce her presence, and suddenly she thought of something.

Qiu Feng didn't dare to look at Su Yuanyuan, her eyes were wandering, and she kept looking at the peach cakes on the table.

She moved her steps carefully and unknowingly stuffed the portion of peach cake into her pocket. After that, no one noticed her when she looked around. Now there was no proof!

Su Yuanyuan asked Er Zhu to bring a lot of water. Su Yuanyuan used a spoon to pry open the old lady's mouth and poured a lot of water in.

Then she ran to the sewing basket and found three needles. Two of them were inserted into the Hand Qianjin acupoint and the Hand Wujin acupoint on Mrs. Su's shoulder.

The last needle was inserted into her philtrum.

After a while, the old lady started vomiting and vomited out all the dirty things in her stomach.

The sour smell permeated the entire hut, and everyone covered their noses in disgust. Only Su Yuanyuan was only concerned about Mrs. Su's physical condition.

Mrs. Su woke up for only half a moment before passing out again. Su Yuanyuan stretched out her hand to detect her breath and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old lady's breath was steady, no longer as breathless as before, as if she was going to die at any time.

Good afternoon~

(End of chapter)


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