"Sister-in-law, third brother, why are you all here? What's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Yongzhi and Li Xiuxin looked at each other, and then Li Xiuxin said, "Qing'er, did you have a nightmare just now? We called you several times, but you couldn't wake up and scared us all."

Yang Yongzhi also said: "Sister Qing'er, are you okay? I saw you breaking out in a cold sweat earlier."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched her forehead, and it was really wet.

Was it really a nightmare?

However, the dream was so vivid. I saw my soul leaving my body with my own eyes, and saw the child in the strange study with my own eyes.

Chen'er...

It's really Chen'er, it really is.

"Well, it was a dream, but it wasn't a nightmare. It was a good dream!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Sweet dream?" Yang Yongzhi and Li Xiuxin both looked at each other in surprise. What can a good dream look like?

Obviously, she seemed to have seen a lot of things in her dream that she couldn't believe, but since Yang Ruoqing didn't want to talk about it, they naturally didn't ask any more questions.

"Qing'er, would you like some tea?"

Li Xiuxin handed over the tea bowl.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I'm not thirsty. Is Brother okay?"

She turned her head and glanced at Yang Yongxian, who was still lying there in good condition.

"Your eldest brother has been sleeping the whole time, nothing happened." Li Xiu thought to himself.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay then, I'll sleep for a while and call me when something happens."

After lying down again, Yang Ruoqing turned over, turning her back to them and facing the wall.

In my mind, I was still recalling the bizarre dream from before.

Although it was just a dream, she had a strong feeling.

That little boy is Chen'er, her son.

This is a feeling of heart-to-heart connection between mother and child, and no reason is needed.

In the past two years, I have often dreamed of Chen'er.

But every time I dream about it, it's all about those fragments from the past, when Chen'er was a three-month-old baby, and some miserable scenes of feeding him, changing diapers, and teasing him.

But tonight, what she dreamed about was Chen'er now, who was almost two years old.

It's so strange, so wonderful, no one would dare to believe it.

Is this a hint from God to her?

Let her not give up. The child is always there, living a good life, and has a lot of potential.

At such a young age, he can pick up a pen and write, which is amazing.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing was both proud and distressed.

In my mind, I carefully recalled Chen'er's facial features in the dream several times, remembering it deeply in my mind, and engraved it on my memory.

When you return to the village, you must draw a picture of the child. Then, when you go to look for it later, just follow the picture.

After dawn, Yang Yongxian woke up again.

It happened that the old doctor also came over, so he changed Yang Yongxian's medicine, checked again, and gave some instructions.

"Today my eldest daughter-in-law's family came over for lunch. I won't come over in the morning. I'll come over again in the afternoon after I see off my parents-in-law."

When Yang Ruoqing sent the old doctor to the door of the ward, the old doctor said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "The situation is stable and we can handle it ourselves. If there is anything we can't handle, we will still go to your house to bother you."

The old doctor said: "Human life is the most important thing. If anything unusual happens, just go to my house and call me!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, her face full of gratitude.

As soon as the old doctor was sent away and the morning millet porridge was cooked, Luo Fengtang, Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin came over together.

"Qing'er, was your elder brother okay last night? Have you woken up?" Yang Huazhong asked Yang Ruoqing as soon as he entered the yard.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and told Yang Yongxian's situation. Yang Huazhong said: "Just wake up. I'll go in and see him."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yong went into the ward to see Yang Yongxian, while Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing as usual.

"These are the fried dumplings made by my aunt. You can heat them up later and eat them," he said.

"After staying outside for a whole night, my face has become smaller." He added.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted her face: "Where can I find it? This photo looks so fleshy."

Luo Fengtang curled his lips, "The two children at home are very well-behaved. My mother, aunt, and mother-in-law are all helping to take care of the children."

"My two aunts, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo, are also playing with their children, so don't worry." He added.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "By the way, I had a dream last night. This dream was ridiculous. I'm afraid you won't believe it, but I really took it seriously."

Luo Fengtang showed a serious look on his face and said: "As long as you say it, I believe it, just say it."

Yang Ruoqing glanced around, then simply pulled him into the kitchen, where her soul came out of her body last night and told her everything about Chen'er.

"Really, Tang Yazi, it's so lifelike. That little boy's facial features are so similar to yours and the baby's," she said.

"I really have a feeling that the little boy who appeared in my dream is really Chen'er, our son." She said again.

Luo Fengtang's face was no longer calm.

"This dream is indeed absurd," he said.

"But, I believe you." He said again.

"Really?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise, "I was worried that you would think I was talking nonsense."

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "How could it be? From the moment I met you until now, every word you say is not nonsense."

"But I'm just dreaming..." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Luo Fengtang said: "Even if it's just a dream, I believe there is a mystery in your dream."

"There are many wonders in this world. Didn't you inexplicably recover from your madness for so many years after falling into the water?"

"Everyone in the village said that the Bodhisattva touched your head while you were sleeping and you were fine."

"So, there are too many mysterious things."

"Just because we haven't encountered them, it doesn't mean they don't exist. So, I believe the dreams you mentioned."

"Our son is still alive and well!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I remember Chen'er's facial features very deeply. If you come over tomorrow, remember to bring me a pair of pen and paper. I will draw Chen'er."

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Okay!"

"By the way, my mother-in-law asked me several times, when can you go home?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqin was startled for a moment and said: "The day after tomorrow, it will be morning the day after tomorrow."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, I'll go in and see my brother too."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, you go ahead, I'll go to the kitchen and make porridge."

When the porridge was cooked and Yang Ruoqing brought the red date rice soup to the next door ward, Yang Yongxian was still talking to Yang Huazhong in a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!