Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 153 Rainy Night
"Auntie!" Song Yaomei sighed.

Mrs. Ma withdrew her smile, "Auntie knows!"

Seeing the wrinkles on Ma Shi's smiling face, Song Yaomei was full of doubts.

Aren't the village names here superstitious?Everyone is quite afraid of this Burial Soul Lake, but Mrs. Ma doesn't seem to be afraid.

"Do you want to know?"

"En!" Song Yaomei nodded.

Mrs. Ma didn't say anything, but led Yaomei to the middle hall, where several ancestor tablets were placed on the old cabinet in the middle hall.

Song Yaomei is still confused.

"There is the ancestral grave of my Ma family at the bottom of this lake!"

"Ancestral grave?" Song Yaomei suddenly realized that this might be the real secret of Buried Soul Lake.

"Hmm! It's been many years! They are all the tombs of the immortals in Songjia Village many years ago."

Looking at Mrs. Ma, Song Yaomei was even more puzzled.

She held onto the basket tightly, and stepped back a few steps, "Auntie, you all know, why don't other people in Songjia Village know?"

Mrs. Ma laughed again, "Sister Yao, what are you doing? My aunt won't eat you. Our family has been vegetable farmers for generations, and we have been growing this kind of vegetables. Vegetables need water. We saw a year of drought."

"Auntie, why are you telling me this?"

Mrs. Ma took out another pot of chopped vegetables from the house, and while throwing the ducks to eat, he said, "Auntie believes in you, and can make people in Songjia Village live better."

After feeding another pot of broken vegetables, Madam Ma turned his face, "Sister-in-law is a rough person and can't speak, but there must be no problem with this lake."

On the way back, Song Yaomei kept thinking about Mrs. Ma's question. Why did Mrs. Ma keep silent for so long, but now she said this?
Just as I was thinking about arriving home, the sky started to get dark again, and it was probably going to rain again.

Song Yaomei simply planned to wash all the duck eggs, and then marinated fifty duck eggs according to Ma Shi's method, leaving thirty light ones, and boiled the other twenty salty ones.

She planned to give ten of them to the Song family's old house, and keep the rest for herself.

Because of the rain, Mrs. Wang and Caihua didn't come over, so Song Yaomei simply decided to have an early dinner and rest.

After dinner, because of what Yaowang and Ma said today, Song Yaomei kept tossing and turning, and didn't pay attention to Li Sanlang who was beside her, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The rain outside suddenly fell heavily, and bursts of shouts awakened Song Yaomei.

"Saburo, Saburo!"

It was Li Shi's voice.

When she got up, Song Yaomei didn't see Li Sanlang next to her, she gathered her clothes and opened the door.

"Yaomei, Li Dan is sick. Where's Sanlang?"

Song Yaomei didn't care so much, she ran directly to Li Shi's room, and saw Li Dan's little face was burning red.

Da Ya was wringing water out of a cloth and applying it to his forehead.

Da Ya was crying while applying, looking at Yao Mei with tears in her eyes.

"When did you start having a fever?" She touched Li Dan's face and head with her hands.

The child had a terrible fever, and the dressing did not have any effect at all.

"Where is your husband?"

"I don't even know where Saburo is!"

As she said that, Mrs. Li cried, "My grandson, what should I do? What if the person burns out?"

After speaking, Mrs. Li shouted loudly: "Sanlang, where are you, Sanlang?" She searched almost everywhere, but couldn't find it.

Song Yaomei also panicked, seeing the child's fever getting worse and worse, at this time Li Sanlang is still not there, so I don't know where this man is?When will you be back?

It's too late, she thought, there's no time to wait.

"Grandma, my head hurts so much." Li Dan said this over and over again despite his burning.

Song Yaomei poured a bowl of water and helped Li Dan up, "Dan'er, I am mother, you can drink some water, and you won't be sad after drinking it."

Li Dan reluctantly took a few sips, but his lips were still very dry.

After drinking, it seemed to be better, but Song Yaomei knew that unless she was looking for a good boy, the child's fever would definitely not come down.

She carried Li Dan on her back, "Mom, I'm going to Qin's house now, and I'm going to take Li Dan to find De Nan, otherwise the child's fever may not be easy to recede. Don't stop rubbing his head, remember to give it later." He drinks some water."

After speaking, Song Yaomei left the room.

Soon Song Yaomei called Qin Yong and the bullock cart.

"Mother, is Saburo back?"

Li Shi still shed tears and shook her head.

Song Yaomei carried Li Dan on her back, "Mother, I'm going, don't worry if you and Da Ya are at home. If Sanlang comes back, tell him."

Mrs. Li also wanted to go, but she was stopped by Song Yaomei. The rain was so heavy, it would be even worse if another person got sick.

Song Yaomei sat on the bullock cart with Li Dan in her arms. Although Li Dan was wearing a coir raincoat, Song Yaomei still held an umbrella over his head for him.

Song Yaomei sat in the bullock cart, feeling very anxious all the time.

At this time, Li Sanlang was fishing in the lake. Although it was dark and it was raining heavily, it didn't stop his timidity at all. He wanted to surprise his wife.

He was not very good at catching fish, so he had to carefully reach the bottom of the lake and catch with his bare hands without moving.

Although he knows martial arts, he wants to grab the biggest and fattest ones for Song Yaomei, and this will be more sincere.

After waiting for a long time, finally caught three.

Just as Li Sanlang was putting the fish in the bamboo basket and was about to go back, there was a man wearing coir raincoat beside the lake at some point.

Li Sanlang unhurriedly put down his trousers, and then walked back with the basket as if this person did not exist.

"Do you remember who you are?"

A somewhat strong female voice came.

Li Sanlang didn't even stop walking, he still walked back.

"Do you still remember how your parents and your whole family died? The rain that day was also so heavy. Did the rain put out the fire that burned our house, washed away the blood of your parents, and wiped out the blood? Eliminate the hatred in your heart?"

Li Sanlang stopped walking.

"If that's the case, then there's no need for that woman to be alive!"

When the cold female voice came, Li Sanlang dropped the basket in his hand, and the three big fish were plopping on the ground, trying to move back into the water.

It was raining heavily, and the fish moved very quickly, but when they were about to reach the lake, a flash of light split the three big fish in half.

"Since you've come out, don't think about going back."

Li Sanlang turned around, "Auntie, I know, don't worry, I haven't forgotten."

"Xian'er, I know you value feelings. But you have to know that the hatred of extermination is irreconcilable. Since you are the patriarch of my royal family, you must bear this responsibility. You and I have no choice."

Perhaps after listening to Li Sanlang's words, the woman's tone softened a little.

"Is Xiao Nan okay?" Li Sanlang asked.

Seeing that the woman didn't speak for a long time on this rainy night, she sighed after a long time, "Go back and follow the previous plan! Just don't forget your responsibilities."

After finishing speaking, the woman disappeared. At this time, the carriage driven by Qin Yong also passed by from the other side of the lake, but it was raining heavily and the ox cart was running very fast. Hear the sound of bullock carts.

(End of this chapter)