He smiled and nodded, "Okay, come over quickly, don't let your Tang Yazi wait for a long time."

"Okay, my aunt turned around and went to my mother's side to play. My mother has been to Qing'an County these days."

"No wonder I didn't see her going to wash her. Did she go to visit relatives?"

"Well, I'm going to my sister-in-law's house to send a Mid-Autumn Festival gift!"

...

Yang Huazhong and Sun went to Qing'an County. It would definitely not be possible if no one took care of the front house and the backyard.

Moreover, Sun's most treasured one is the chickens, ducks and geese she raised in the backyard.

Instead of running around to take care of each other, it would be better to live here directly, so Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rested at Yang Huazhong's house at night.

Halfway through the night, thunder and lightning suddenly broke out outside.

Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned, a little annoyed.

Luo Fengtang got up and twisted the light, poured her a bowl of warm water and brought it to the bed, and helped her sit up.

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of warm water and looked at the lightning flashing outside the window from time to time, "Tang Yizi, I always feel that I don't feel at ease, and I can't tell you why. Anyway, I just feel that something bad is going to happen."

Luo Fengtang gently stroked her back, "It won't be flooded, nor will the house collapse, don't think about it."

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

Since the last time the flooding has left a shadow in her heart.

As long as she catches continuous rain, or suddenly lightning, thunder and storm, she is worried that the water level in the river behind the village will soar, and that the water level in the upstream will rise, and that this area will become a flood discharge area again...

"This autumn rain should not be able to become a climate." Yang Ruoqing said, "I always feel that something is about to happen. I feel so nervous. I don't know if it's because I'm lying on my left before and lying on my left."

"It should be related to the sleeping position. Will you go to sleep in another direction later?" Luo Fengtang asked softly.

"I read some books that say that in this month, the fetus is head-down and feet upward, and I go to the right, and the children have to go to the left. Forget it, I can just press on me."

As she spoke, her face softened little by little and gently stroked her stomach.

Luo Fengtang looked at this scene gently, feeling satisfied.

"Don't worry, my parents-in-law and their parents are taking care of Xiao An and Ye Yi in Qing'an County, so there will be no trouble."

"Yeah," she nodded slightly.

"Does your stomach hurt? Do you feel anything strange?" Luo Fengtang looked at her face carefully and asked carefully.

Yang Ruoqing's eyelashes that had originally hung down trembled slightly and she chuckled at him.

"What? Are you worried about whether I will have premature birth?"

Luo Fengtang looked straight at her, with unconcealed worries in his eyes.

If that is true, it will be a little trouble. It is only nearly eight months old. Premature birth is not a good thing for adults and children...

But if there is really that sign, he will go to Wenpo and the doctor to protect the enemy.

Luo Fengtang's eyes were already on the coat that was placed on the wooden rack at the end of the bed, and a soft and boneless hand gently stroked his face.

"Don't worry, your two children are in front of you. I guess they won't come out if they set off firecrackers now."

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Drink some water, I'll help you to clean the room, and then continue to sleep when you come back."

In the second half of the night, Yang Ruoqing lay flat on his arm, listening to him talking about things in the military camp, the lightning and thunder outside the house gradually blurred, and her world was calm and warm...

However, when she woke up the next day, a bad news came into her ears. This bad news was comparable to the lightning and thunder that last night caught Yang Ruoqing off guard.

If Luo Fengtang hadn't been holding her beside her, she would have really doubted whether she hadn't woken up and wanted to go back to bed and lie down. Maybe she would find that it was a dream when she opened her eyes!

The home of the little old Yangtou in the south end of the village.

It rained all night, the ground was muddy, and the road was difficult to walk, but Yang Ruoqing still insisted on passing.

When they arrived, the main room and the wing room were full of people.

Yang Huaming, Luo Blacksmith, Lao Suntou and others are all there.

"Where is the little grandpa? I want to see the little grandpa!"

Yang Ruoqing pushed the crowd away and entered the room. At first glance, she saw the little old Yang lying flat on the bed, her face calm, holding her hands together and placing her chest, looking exactly like she was asleep.

But the pillow under his head had been taken away and the tent had been removed.

"Little Grandpa!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted, quickly stepped forward to the bed, raised her hand to touch the breathing and pulse of Xiao Lao Yang's head, but Luo Fengtang pinched his wrist.

"I'll do it." He said in a deep voice, and went up to check the pulse and breath of Xiao Lao Yang's head.

Then, he shook his head slightly at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing's tears immediately surged out and she knelt down with a thud.

After a while, Yang Ruoqing was helped to the main hall by Sun and Liu.

Luo Fengtang stayed in the wing room and discussed the funeral of the little old Yangtou with Yang Huaming and the others.

He couldn't feel at ease with Yang Ruoqing, so he took a chance to come out and take a look. Seeing that Sun and the others were all with her, he felt a little relieved and turned around and went back to the room to help.

In the main hall, Yang Ruoqing pressed the grief in her heart and asked Liu and the others about the specific situation.

Judging from the pulse pattern before, my grandfather should have stopped breathing in his sleep and went there.

Pain should not be painful, because pain is left to the living.

Sun and Liu were both very sad, but when asked by Yang Ruoqing, Liu also suppressed the sadness and raised his head to tell her what happened.

"…The first person who discovered that your little grandfather was not good was your grandfather."

"In the morning, your grandfather and Yu Xingkui came over, and no one responded to knock on the door. Your grandfather thought something was wrong and asked Yu Xingkui to knock the door."

"When I came to the wing room, I saw your little grandfather lying on the bed. I thought he was asleep, but I couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he called."

"Your master quickly called us all to come, and invited Uncle Fu and Wangsheng. Before you came, Uncle Fu and the others left, so they checked it carefully and said they just fell asleep..."

Sun also wiped tears from the side, "A few days ago, I came to see my father, and my uncle was talking and laughing, and his face was full of redness. How could he sleep? Can he sleep with someone?"

Liu pressed his voice and said, "It's really scary, so it makes me afraid to sleep..."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Liu, and her voice was rustling, saying, "Yesterday, Tang Yizi and I came to visit my grandfather. He was still weaving baskets in the yard. I really never dreamed that it would be a farewell forever..."

"Your third brother has been sent to find your cousins ​​Yongbai and his cousins. Your little grandfather is so pitiful. There is no one before his death. He can't hear a cry. I'm afraid I'll be a mute in the next life..." Liu said again with a sad face.

Everyone around them was wiping tears, and even Yang Ruoqing had no intention of refuting Liu.

Liu did not deliberately curse Xiao Lao Yangtou, but because this statement is circulating in the Mianniu Mountain area.

It is said that when a person dies, there must be relatives around him crying and saying goodbye to this world in the midst of mourning.

If you can't hear it, you will be mute in your next life. Therefore, Liu was so worried.
Chapter completed!