Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 198

Darkness, boundless darkness, a weak little lamp, a simple plank made of wood, and a skinny old man lying there.

He was dressed in a clean and tidy old man's attire. If it weren't for a resurrection lamp under his feet and ghost coins burning in the brazier, it would be hard to tell that this was a mourning hall.

Low weeping lingered throughout the mourning hall.

A little girl in filial piety stared blankly at the old man lying on the bed.

An old lady next to her hunched over and handed over a glass of water.

"Girl, your grandfather has already left. No matter how much you guard him, he won't come back to life. If you don't eat or drink like this, what will my old lady do if you break your body?"

The woman's immature face was expressionless, and there were still crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes, "Grandma, grandpa is gone, what shall we do in the future?"

The old lady sighed, tears dripped from her red, swollen and cloudy eyes, but she wiped them with her sleeve, and sat on the low stool beside the bed.

"People will always be born, old, sick and die. When they reach their age, they will go where they should go. I have already asked someone to call your parents. They will come in a few hours. You will live with them in the future. They will Take good care of you."

The little girl stepped forward and wiped away the old lady's wet tears with her hands, and said in a very mature tone: "Grandma, don't worry, we will be fine, and we will not disappoint Grandpa. Grandpa said that I will grow up well." Daddy, if you want to be happy, I will definitely show him happiness. We will all be happy."

After speaking, the old lady hugged the little girl tightly.

At this moment, when the wind blew, the yellow paper on the grandfather's face was blown up by the wind, revealing a kind face, smiling with closed eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a young, middle-aged man and woman came over. Seeing the shabby appearance of the house, they were first surprised and then disgusted.

She seemed to dislike the strong smell in the room, and tightly covered her nose with her hands.

Then she suddenly fell into a coma. Before she fell into a coma, she looked at the man who called her father and said, I'm sorry.

Song Yaomei jumped up from the bed immediately with a squeak, covered her throbbing heart, looked at Li Sanlang who was still asleep on the bed, and finally regained her composure.

She had just dreamed about her previous life, and she thought she would travel back to the real world again.

To tell the truth, there is still her grandma who worries about her.

But apart from this, there is nothing more worth remembering.

Whether it's blaming her for being selfish, or whatever.

She really still likes her current life, there are so many people who love her, and so many people she cares about.

Wiping the sweat off her face, Song Yaomei got out of bed, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it.

Look at the sky, the sun is rising high again.

If she guessed right, she slept for at least another day.

Thinking about the fact that Mrs. Li was still two children at home, Song Yaomei frowned.

When he left, he only said that he was going to the county. If he hasn't gone back for such a long time, Mrs. Li must be worried to death.

Taking another look at Li Sanlang lying on the bed, Song Yaomei came out, and as expected, there were two strong and round women standing outside the door.

They all had big knives in their hands.

Song Yaomei snorted coldly, Jinniang really thinks highly of herself, and even deserves such a high-end bodyguard for her.

"You prepare a table for me to eat, and then tell Jinniang and your big elder that I'm awake and want to see them." Song Yaomei pointed to one of the women and said.

The woman looked at Song Yaomei, exchanged glances with the woman standing opposite, and left in a hurry.

Song Yaomei turned around and entered the house.

It's just that I didn't feel it just now, it's really not good to be hungry now.

Looking at the teapot in front of her, Song Yaomei had no choice but to pour herself another glass of water.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, Song Yaomei looked back, but there was no food, but another woman with a round waist and a fat body came.

"Damn, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape. Her stomach is croaking with hunger. If she wants to escape, she must eat more."

After drinking another glass of water, I heard movement on the bed.

Song Yaomei hurried to the bedside.

First, he tested the temperature on his head with the back of his hand, then grabbed his hand, "Master, wake up!"

She was really afraid of the side effects of the poison Jinniang or the Great Elder gave his husband.

The man on the bed frowned first, then moved his eyelids.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Lady!" Seeing Song Yaomei shaking a hand in front of his eyes, Li Sanlang raised his hand and grabbed her hand.

"Sir, do you know who Niu Dazhuang is?"

Li Sanlang's eyes hurt a little from the sunlight that burst in from outside.

Although she felt that what Song Yaomei said was very strange, she opened her somewhat dry lips and said, "It's the shopkeeper of the weapons shop."

"Who does he like?"

Li Sanlang's eyes had only slightly adapted to the sunlight outside, and when he saw that the woman in front of him was indeed his wife, his eyebrows were even more wrinkled.

"I like Second Aunt!"

At this time, Song Yaomei was relieved.

Seeing Song Yaomei baring her teeth and claws happily, Li Sanlang rubbed his forehead.

He was tricked by Jinniang.

He only remembered that Jinniang, who was also his aunt, said that he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Song Yaomei, but he refused desperately, and he forgot all about the next thing.

Seeing the lively and lovely woman in front of him, intact, Li Sanlang immediately jumped up and grabbed Song Yaomei's hand.

Looking at her carefully, "Lady, have you been hurt?"

Song Yaomei scratched Li Sanlang's nose, "Silly Mr., my wife is fine. But Mr. Xiang is physically fine, and he is fine mentally. It's really great!"

Seeing Li Sanlang touching the back of his head, Song Yaomei smiled.

But ran to the door to look.

My own stomach is croaking with hunger, and my husband's belly must be rumbling too, why don't you come?
She is an important guest after all!

This protective measure is the highest level, but this service treatment is the worst.

She wants to give a bad review!
Looking back, seeing that Li Sanlang was still puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, Song Yaomei ran over and pulled him to sit down.

"Sir, do you remember anything?"

Li Sanlang naturally said everything he could say on the surface, "I saw the lady fall down suddenly, and then I ran over, and suddenly a palm wind came, and I fell down too."

Song Yaomei nervously stepped forward to untie Li Sanlang's clothes, "Sir, do you have any wounds on your body?"

Li Sanlang held her hand and shook his head, "I just feel dizzy, maybe I hit the ground."

Song Yaomei stood up to check Li Sanlang's head.

He looked over his head carefully, and touched the place that might have been bumped and swollen, "Is that so?"

Li Sanlang shook his head, held both of Song Yaomei's hands, and put them on his chest, "As long as the lady is fine, it's fine, the husband is rough-skinned and thick-skinned!"

Song Yaomei rolled her eyes, "I can only fall for the ones with rough skin and thick flesh, not others."

(End of this chapter)