"Qing'er, why do I feel so cold and want to cry when I see this scene?" Yang Huamei slowed down and turned to ask Yang Ruoqing, who was walking beside her.

Yang Ruoqing held a quilt in her arms, glanced around, and said to Yang Huamei: "Me too, it's probably a mental issue!"

Yang Huamei sighed, "Hey, I really feel sorry for Yongxian. He lives here alone and the students have left. If the students are all in class, the bustle will be diluted a bit..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, people are social animals, no matter how lonely they are, they still long for sunshine and warmth in their hearts.

"Let's not talk about it for now. Let's go to his room." Yang Ruoqing said.

The two people soon arrived at the door of Yang Yongxian's house in the backyard. The doors and windows were closed, and there was no sound inside.

Yang Ruoqing tried to push the door, but it was locked from the inside.

"Why is it still locked?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huamei said: "Could it be that you couldn't think about it for a moment and did something stupid?"

Thinking of this, Yang Huamei became anxious, quickly put down the baggage in her hand, rolled it over and knocked on the door hard.

"Yongxian, open the door, I am your aunt!"

There was no reply from the room, and Yang Huamei became even more anxious, "Qing'er, what should I do?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "You get out of the way, I'll do it!"

She took a few steps back, then suddenly used her strength to kick the door open.

Yang Huamei was dumbfounded. This kind of thing that only men can do, Qing'er can do it so neatly, it's amazing!

There was no time to praise these things now. The two of them hurried into the house, and their dark faces were smelled by the pungent smell of alcohol.

"Oh my god, how many kilograms of wine did you drink?" Yang Huamei covered her nose and frowned.

Yang Ruoqing came to the bedside. Yang Yongxian was lying on the bed without taking off his clothes and shoes, holding a wine jar in his hand.

There were several empty wine jars on the table and on the floor.

Some of the wine jars were broken, and the wine and water were mixed with the broken pieces, creating a mess.

Yang Ruoqing stepped on the mess and came to the bedside, gently pushed Yang Yongxian, "Big brother? Big brother?"

There was no movement at all.

"Oh my God, how much wine have you drunk? How come you are so drunk? You can't wake up even if you scream, like a dead pig!" Yang Huamei also came to the bedside and said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, "Brother can't drink. In the past, he couldn't drink more than two taels at family gatherings."

"Drinking so much all of a sudden, I'm worried he might have alcohol poisoning."

"What is alcoholism?" Yang Huamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "There's no time to explain now, aunt. I'll go to the kitchen to boil some hot water. You go to the village and call Tang Yazi. Tell him about the situation. He will naturally know what to do."

Yang Huamei looked nervously at Yang Yongxian, who couldn't wake up no matter how much she screamed, and her face was extremely flushed. "Is it so serious? Nothing serious will happen, right?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "It won't be a big deal, as long as it is handled in time, aunt, please go quickly!"

Yang Huamei ran out like a gust of wind.

Yang Ruoqing did not go to boil the water immediately, but first helped Yang Yongxian up a little, and put a quilt under his head to raise his head completely.

Drunk people are most afraid that their vomit will block their trachea and cause death.

So I raised him up to make it safer.

Then she went to the stove over there to boil hot water.

When she was boiling hot water, Luo Fengtang and Yang Huamei had already arrived.

"Qing'er, I brought you some sobering medicine, and some other treatment medicines from Uncle Fu. They're all here." Luo Fengtang handed over a medicine box.

Yang Ruoqing took it, opened it, took a look, and nodded, "Very good, I'll help eldest brother sober up first."

The three of them worked together, and Yang Yongxian finally woke up.

Although the drunkenness has not completely dissipated, at least I can recognize people and I am conscious in my mind.

"Brother, why are you so drunk? Even if it's a serious matter, you can't make fun of your own body!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Yongxian who looked pale and bloodless after waking up, and couldn't help scolding him.

Yang Yongxian's face was full of shame and he said: "I don't want to waste my body, hair and skin on my parents like this. It's really because I am too depressed that I want to imitate them in drinking to relieve their worries!"

"Then after drinking so much wine, have you been relieved of your worries?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Yongxian smiled bitterly, "I raise a glass to relieve my sorrow, and I will become even more sorrowful!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's right. Using alcohol to numb yourself in order to temporarily forget your worries is the most stupid behavior."

Yang Huamei also quickly said: "Qing'er is right, this is indeed the stupidest thing."

"Besides, you are still getting drunk for a woman like Li Xiuxin. Even if you are so drunk, she may not come over to see you and feel sorry for you."

"Even if you were drunk to death in this school, she wouldn't know it. Tell me, why are you doing this? It's not worth it!"

Yang Yongxian was even more ashamed.

"It's true that I was confused, hey!" He sighed.

Now that I have sobered up a bit, my stomach feels very uncomfortable and burning.

Luo Fengtang stepped forward and said to Yang Yongxian: "Brother, Qing'er taught me a kind of backgammon, black and white. You can win when the five pieces are formed."

"When you get out of school after school, if you have time, how about I come to this school to kill with you for half an hour?"

Yang Yongxian glanced at Luo Fengtang and understood his good intentions.

Yang Yongxian smiled gratefully and said, "Okay, I will be free after school every day from now on!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then the sun will shine another day, let's go hiking together."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, I know a place where you can overlook the eight villages in ten miles. The scenery is beautiful."

Yang Yongxian was also attracted by what they said, and there was some yearning in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go hiking together another day," he said.

The three of them stayed here, Luo Fengtang chatted with Yang Yongxian, Yang Huamei cleaned up the house, and Yang Ruoqing went to cook millet porridge to warm Yang Yongxian's stomach.

"Brother, you should have a good rest and stop thinking so wildly. We will come see you tomorrow," Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Yongxian nodded, "Qing'er, it's dark, be careful when you go down the mountain."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, Tang Yazi is here."

Yang Yongxian glanced at Yang Huamei again and said to Yang Ruoqing: "My aunt is timid. Let her go to the middle. When you get to the village, remember to send her to the door of your house."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and took Yang Huamei's arm, saying: "Brother, don't worry, I will help our aunt go and I will hand her over to Uncle Shuanzi."

Yang Huamei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hey, I'm just one generation higher than you, and I'm not even as old as Yongxian. Look, you all treat me like an old woman?"

He said this in his mouth, but he was very moved in his heart.

Yang Ruoqing giggled, and everyone said goodbye to Yang Yongxian and went back to the village together.

Yang Ruoqing walked in front with Yang Huamei on her arm, and Luo Fengtang walked behind.

When Luo Fengtang and Yang Huamei went up the mountain, it was not dark yet, so they did not bring lanterns.
Chapter completed!