Chapter 200 Death
"Hey, hey, come with me." Aunt Wu responded repeatedly, then turned around and led them into the house.

Then I saw a middle-aged man with two half-grown boys guarding the old lady's side, talking in a low voice, but the middle-aged man's voice was a bit hoarse, obviously suppressing his emotions.

"My son's father, the sister-in-law of the He family next door has prepared a bowl of beef noodles for mother, let mother have a few mouthfuls." Aunt Wu said with her face up.

After hearing this, the man said a few more words before standing up, then sniffed and turned to look at He Rong and said, "Thank you, Mrs. He."

"You're welcome, don't you guys help us when the child's father is gone?" He Rong said hastily.

"Ashamed, ashamed." The man shook his head, then took the noodles and fed the old lady himself.

Although He Miao knew that He Rong's words were watery, she didn't dwell on what happened before. To be honest, as long as there was no one who made trouble for them before, she would be considered a good person with her. As for what will happen in the future, you will know what will happen slowly. What are people like?

Afterwards, he took a brief look at the inside of the house, and found that the furnishings inside were very simple, but very clean and tidy.

Even if the old lady has been paralyzed in bed for so many years, there is no unpleasant smell in the house in the summer, which shows that Aunt Wu is a clean and filial person.

Generally speaking, this kind of person's character is still trustworthy. It seems that the previous intention of soliciting may be carried out after the old lady is gone.

"Delicious, delicious, this is the best noodle I've ever eaten in my life." Grandma Wu nodded repeatedly at this time.

"If it's delicious, why don't you eat more?" Uncle Wu replied with tears in his eyes, seeing Grandma Wu's eagerness to swallow.

It's also because he is incapable of being a son, and he hasn't even let his mother eat a decent meal all these years.

Instead, she got the honor of the neighbor, so that she could have a good meal before she died. It seems that this time the favor is not big enough, and there will be more places where she can help in the future.

When Grandma Wu was halfway through eating, she suddenly stopped and called a few times: "Remember, remember, right, right..."

Speaking of this, I gasped, and at the same time, the noodle soup began to flow out from my mouth and nose.

In the end, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he stretched out his finger to Aunt Wu, but quickly put it down again weakly.

The three father and son guarding the side were startled, and at the same time they shouted in panic: "Mother, (grandma)."

Then Aunt Wu rushed over and cried, "Mother, don't scare us."

But Grandma Wu couldn't go back to them at all, she just forced a smile, and finally twitched her face and turned to one side.

Immediately there were exclamations and crying in the room: "Mother, grandma, open your eyes."

Seeing this, He Rong didn't know what to think of, she felt sad for a moment and wiped away her tears, and then hurriedly pulled He Miao to turn around and leave the room.

Then he took a few deep breaths and said, "Go home, I don't worry about the door being open, I'll stay here to help Aunt Wu change your grandma's shroud."

"That's fine, call me if you need something." He Miao looked into the room, and finally nodded in agreement, turned around and went home.

After returning home, he saw that Qin Wenyao had gotten up and was sitting in the courtyard looking up at the crescent moon that was about to disappear to the west.

"Homesick?" Seeing this, He Miao walked over and asked.

(End of this chapter)

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