Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 96: No Heartbeat

"Well, your snacks are so delicious, I have never seen them before!"

"This is usually brought by Xiao Dong's. I can't finish it by myself. There are so many leftovers. You often come here and help me share a little, otherwise it will be a pity that it will be broken for a long time."

"How can such a delicious thing be spoiled! We will often come here to help you eat later!"

"That's all right!"

"Uh-huh!"

And the children were eating and eating, and their attention was gradually drawn to the paper confiscated on the table. "Well, did you write these words? They are so beautiful!"

"It wasn't me who wrote it, it was brother Ashu. He would have a lot more!"

"Wow! That's great!"

"Brother Ashe ... can you teach us to write?"

"Sheng Sheng teaches." Chat dead.

Liu Yusheng laughed loudly, "Brother Ashu doesn't like to talk. I'm his apprentice. I want to learn from you and teach you."

"Both Elder Brother and Xiu write, how about Xiao Dong's?"

Qian Wanjin smiled, "This is to say, in addition to literacy, I will also look at the ledger, how about it, should you also learn from me?"

"Yes, yes!"

"No problem, I will teach you when I have time!"

Now Xinghua Village has a good life and has silver money in his hands. Every family sends their children of appropriate age to private school for study, leaving a group of 4-5 6-year-old radish heads to catch chicken and dogs all day. With them, they became kings of children, and Qian Wanjin was interested in it.

The two elderly men in the hall were lying in bed with their eyes closed, one sitting at the door holding the soles of the shoes, listening to the excitement in the yard, and sometimes smiling.

Where there are children, it is always full of childishness and joy.

"My sister, we are going to catch loach in the fields tomorrow, will you go with us? It is spring sowing, and those loach can be fattened for a winter!"

"Okay, you guys call me tomorrow. I'll go with Brother Ashiu!"

"I also go. There are not many things in the restaurant recently. I live in the village for a few days before leaving."

The children cheered for joy. It turned out that the uncle was very close, and Brother Ashu, it was not so scary to see that face. Even the wealthy little owner was very friendly to them. There was nothing that the adults said. Shelf.

In the cheers, there was a shout from outside the courtyard of the Liu family, sharp and stern, getting closer.

Liu Yusheng frowned, stood up and ran out.

The children met and hula la keep up.

Without the noise, the crying became clear.

When I arrived at the door, I saw a woman running crazy in front of a little clay figure, and a group of people were chasing after her.

The little hand of the little clay figurine swayed weakly as the adult ran, as if it had no breath of life.

Seeing Liu Yusheng and others standing at the gate of the courtyard, the woman's red eyes narrowed and she darted to the ground and madly said, "Xiao Dongjia, Xiao Dongjia, you have a carriage, take me to the town to find a doctor, begging You, save my emboli, please! "

"Osmanthus! The emboli is dead!" If the man who chased down was dead, his voice would be desperate. "Come back with me, let's bury the embroidery well, don't embarrass the owner ..."

The woman shook the man and pulled away, screaming at him sharply, "No death! The emboli is not dead! Just go to the doctor in town, the doctor can save and save! He is not dead!"

Liu Yusheng has recognized the person.

It is the Osmanthus osmanthus couple, the little clay figurine in her arms. They are children who are old and born four years ago.

A very cute little boy.

Now she closed her eyes silently, her chest was completely undulating, and she had no breath.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Liu and the second siesta Liu Daliu heard the news, and they were shocked to see the scene in front of them.

"What's going on, osmanthus, the embarrassment stunned this?" Asked Mrs. Liu with a trembling voice.

A villager who chased after the sweet-scented osmanthus said, "Today we plowed the fields, osmanthus brought the child on. When people were busy, they didn't pay attention. When the child drowned in the ditch, I didn't know. I was almost out of breath when I found it, now ... "

The latter words can't go on. Halfway along the road for help, the child was completely out of breath.

Mrs. Liu and others suddenly turned pale and couldn't say anything.

They felt the pain of losing their children. When they disappeared, the family almost went crazy.

"Rhubarb, turn the car head and take Osmanthus to the town medical center." Qian Wanjin instructed with a frown.

Knowing that the child was not saved, but he couldn't open his mouth and refused to break the last hope of a mother.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Liu Jiayuan, and Rhubarb was ordered to immediately pull the reins in preparation for a U-turn.

"Thank you Xiaodong, don't need to go." Finally, the Osmanthus man spoke, slowly squatting down, and pressed the hand of Osmanthus to the little boy's chest. The man's facial muscles trembled violently, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his throat. Astringent, "Sweet-scented osmanthus, don't toss anymore, our suppository ... is gone."

There is no heartbeat under the palm of your hand.

Osmanthus osmanthus kneeling slumped, suddenly quiet, no more tearing heart, no more sound.

Quiet enough to make you cry.

The crowd was silent for a while.

"Mother, put the emboli flat." At this moment, a little child sounded, different from the sound of people around with strong emotions, calm and firm, inexplicably a soothing force.

People found out that they didn't know when Liu Yusheng came to the osmanthus, one hand was stuck on the neck of the embroidery, and the other hand penetrated into the clothes of the embroidery, not knowing what to do.

Osmanthus osmanthus looked at Liu Yusheng, and it seemed that he couldn't react, or the man seemed to be stunned, quickly took the child out and squared it on the ground, staring at Liu Yusheng, "Hey ...?"

The sound choked as if blocked, and a tiny light jumped out of the eyes.

"Grandma, help me bring the small wooden box under the Tango cabinet."

"Dad, help me get basin water."

Without saying more nonsense, Liu Yusheng asked, and at the same time he untied the dirt and mud on his body, his face was dull and his mouth was tight.

Mrs. Liu and Dafei Liu went back to the house quickly and brought her what she wanted, and put it beside her without asking a word in the middle.

No hesitation, no stopping, no questioning.

The space is extremely quiet.

Everyone was holding their breaths subconsciously, and did not dare to disturb the girl with a little noise, only her eyes tightly fixed her every move, and her heartbeat was violent.

The emboli was out of breath, but Liu Yusheng had just probed with his hand, and his heart was still warm.

It doesn't take long to really break the breath.

People haven't died yet, she wants to bet!

Take a set of silver needles out of the small wooden box and quickly pierce into several important points on the little boy's body, block the heart and keep the vitality that is about to dissipate.

The small wooden box is a simple small medicine box that she usually keeps at home, which contains many emergency medicines and medical gadgets. The silver needle was later built into the box for emergency needs.

It comes in handy at this time.

(End of this chapter)