"Oh my God, is this still Fengzhi? How come it looks like this after not seeing each other for a day and two nights?" someone asked in surprise.

Everyone crowded over to see Fengzhi, but the timid ones were so frightened that they immediately backed away from the crowd.

Zhou Sheng stopped where he was, with his head hanging down, holding the two armrests of the wooden cart with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't died yet, but I'm about to die. The doctor asked me to come back and wait..."

"hiss……"

Everyone took a deep breath, and then slowly followed Zhou Sheng's wooden cart towards Zhou Sheng's house.

"Sister, Sister-in-law Fengzhi is dying!"

Xiaohua happened to encounter this scene, she trotted over quickly, Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Ruoqing was having breakfast with Baby Luo. For breakfast this morning, Yang Ruoqing made a special children's meal to please this little guy.

Noodles kneaded with vegetable juice and eggs are placed in a special raccoon mold and fried in a pan. When it comes out of the pan, it becomes a poached egg in the shape of a small raccoon.

Then, grate the cucumber and potato shreds into thin shreds, add the wheat flour together with the green onion shreds, break in an egg, add an appropriate amount of salt, and stir evenly.

Pour it into molds of different shapes and fry in the pan to make vegetable cakes in the shape of little rabbits, fish, and hearts.

At this moment, when Xiao Hua ran in, Baby Luo was holding a little rabbit-shaped vegetable cake in one hand, took a big bite, and was eating it with relish.

The other hand holds a spoon and is rolling out several green noodles to eat.

Xiao Hua suddenly ran in. Luo Baobao opened his eyes wide and looked at one of Xiao Hua's running shoes. He was so shocked that the noodles in the spoon fell off.

She quickly put down the cake and grabbed the noodles on the table, trying to wrap herself around the spoon again, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her in time.

"If the noodles that fell on the table are dirty, let's get them from the bowl. You have to pay more attention this time," she said.

Let Baobao Luo eat by himself, while he turned to Xiaohua and asked: "What did you hear?"

Xiao Huadao: "Not only did I hear it, I also saw it with my own eyes!"

Then, Xiaohua told Yang Ruoqing what happened when she met Zhou Sheng and Fengzhi at the entrance of the village.

Yang Ruoqing was not too surprised, "It came a little faster than I expected."

She said, "You see, we have to be extremely careful when cutting vegetables, using scissors for needlework, or chopping pigweed or something like that!"

Xiaohua's face turned pale with shock, "Yeah, I really didn't expect that even a rake digging into my feet could kill me. It's so scary!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Since the medical center has asked me to come back, it will probably be a matter of today and tomorrow. I might not be able to survive tonight."

"Where is Bingbing? Are you in school?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaohua said: "That should be the case. The child has been staying at his uncle's house these two days and goes to school during the day."

Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Baobao: "You eat at home and draw by yourself after eating. Mom has prepared paper and pens for you."

"Mom, where are you going?" Luo Baobao asked vaguely with something wrapped in his mouth.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched Baobao Luo's head: "Mom went to the school to find Bingbing and asked him to come home and ask him to spend time with her mother."

"Is Aunt Fengzhi going to Lao Ga Po's place?" Luo Baobao asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, and suddenly she asked about the whereabouts of Mrs. Sun when she slept with her these past two nights.

A six-year-old child cannot fully understand the concept of death.

Yang Ruoqing didn't want her to experience sadness prematurely, but she also didn't want her to be too fairy tale-like, so she came up with a compromise...

"Well, yes, your Aunt Fengzhi is going there soon. Once she goes there, she can't come back, so she went to bring Bingbing back and let him say goodbye to her mother." Yang Ruoqing said.

Baby Luo nodded obediently, "Mom, go quickly, Bingbing will definitely cry, he is a slug."

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, left Baby Luo in the care of Tuoba Xian, and turned around to go to school.

After arriving at the school, Yang Ruoqing learned that the second daughter of Xiaoqin's family had also started to have chickenpox in the past two days.

"Xiaoqin took her second daughter back to the village. She said that most of the schools are filled with half-year-old children. Chickenpox is contagious and needs to be isolated."

These were all conveyed by Damo to Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing only belatedly discovered that Xiaoqin had not been seen once in the past two days after returning to the village. It turned out to be this.

Today I can't take care of Xiaoqin anymore. "Brother Damo, go and call Bingbing for me. I'll wait for him here."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing led Bingbing down the mountain.

Bingbing is a few months older than Baby Luo. He seems to be celebrating his seventh birthday next month.

He and Luo Baobao have played together since they were young. Bingbing has always been the king of children in this age group in the village.

The children in the village are afraid of him because he likes to fight and has a strong mother to support him.

But since Baby Luo grew up, Bingbing's status as the child king began to be challenged.

Other children did not dare to fight with Bingbing, but Baby Luo did.

Dabai and Xiaohei would take a detour when encountering Bingbing alone, and would not dare to fight Bingbing unless they were two brothers together.

Luo Baobao's bravery soon replaced Bingbing and became the king of children.

Bingbing was not convinced, so the two of them bickered and fought for three days, and the dispute never ended.

Even the parents of both parties were involved...

Fortunately, now the two little guys have entered the school together and started to be enlightened. Bit by bit, the teacher poured into their chaotic consciousness bit by bit the knowledge of books and rituals...

So in the past six months of school, the two little guys didn't fight much anymore. They only had a little friction and bumps, which were all normal children's play.

Along the way, Yang Ruoqing didn't speak because she didn't know what to say.

Bingbing, on the other hand, looked very happy, walking with long strides in front.

"Aunt Qing'er, my parents came back from town, did they bring me any delicious snacks?" Bingbing turned to ask Yang Ruoqing behind him as he walked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, I really don't know about this."

Bingbing added: "My father told me when he left the day before yesterday that if I behave well, he would buy me delicious food when he comes back."

"Haha, there is something delicious!"

Bingbing was running and jumping happily in front.

Behind, Yang Ruoqing looked at Bingbing's cheerful figure and felt indescribably uncomfortable.

In the eyes and hearts of children, no matter what the famine is, no matter what family is poor or rich, as long as their parents are there, they have nothing to fear.

My parents are responsible for everything. I am just a child. I just want to play, study well, and have enough to eat in school!

Moreover, Bingbing has been staying at Brother Zhou Sheng's house for the past two days.

The relationship between sister-in-law Zhou Sheng and Feng Zhi was very incompatible. You can imagine with your toes how unpopular Chu Bing Bing was if she left her child with someone else.
Chapter completed!