We arrived at Sun's house soon. Xiaojie said that because of the special circumstances at that time, she didn't dare to move Cui'er's mother.

Several people worked together to lift her out from under the table and put her on the rocking chair next to her. Then they went to call Uncle Fu.

After Yang Ruoqing entered the room, she immediately saw Cui'er mother lying on her back on a rocking chair, covered with a blanket.

Cui'er lay beside her mother's legs and cried pitifully. Da Sun and Huang Mao both stood behind Cui'er. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were at a loss what to do.

As for the others, Old Suntou and Old Suntou were all anxious. From time to time they would look at the door of the house. When they heard footsteps, they thought it was Uncle Fu coming.

When they saw it was Yang Ruoqing and Sun, the old men's faces were full of disappointment.

"What's going on? Are you still awake?" asked Sun anxiously, coming to the rocking chair.

Cui'er had already burst into tears and couldn't speak at all.

Da Sun said to Mrs. Sun there: "When Huang Mao came here, he was like this. Now he can't wake up no matter how hard he pinches him. It's like he's asleep. What should we do?"

Mrs. Sun was worried and joined the bewildered camp.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes swept across the room, and then landed on the broken pieces of the tea bowl under the table.

Huang Mao said that he was awakened by the sound of a tea bowl being thrown to the floor, so Cui'er must have been drinking tea at that time.

I fell ill while drinking tea...

At this moment, Uncle Fu, surrounded by Cui'er's father and Xiaojie's father, entered the house in a hurry. The people beside the rocking chairs quickly got out of the way so that Uncle Fu could treat Cui'er's mother.

"Tweety, Uncle Fu is here, your mother will be fine," Sun and the others comforted Tweety and helped her to wait at the door of the house.

Although Sun was a little dissatisfied with what Cui'er did to Da'an yesterday, but now seeing Cui'er's mother like this, Sun couldn't help but hate Cui'er.

On the contrary, it's all heartache.

Yang Ruoqing asked Cui'er: "When I came to pick up Xiao Shunzi earlier, you and your mother were together. Why did your mother do this?"

Cui'er raised her eyes that were red from crying and shook her head, "Sister Qing'er, after you took Xiao Shunzi away, I went back to my own house. I also heard Sister Huangmao's shout and came over later.

Only then did I know something happened to my mother..."

"I really don't know why my mother is like this. She is usually in good health, but she has never been like this..."

Cui'er cried and said, her whole body shaking, her eyes full of worry and panic.

His voice was gravelly, and there was no hint of any lies in his voice.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, maybe Cui'er was telling the truth.

Or, Oscar owes her a statuette.

Anyway, Yang Ruoqing couldn't tell anything from Cui'er's face this time, but she had no interest in comforting her softly like Da Sun and others.

So Yang Ruoqing looked aimlessly pacing around the room, then came to the table.

Looking at the fragments of the bowl at his feet and the remaining tea on the table, he imagined and simulated the scene in his mind when Cui Er Niang slipped under the table...

Her eyes fell on the teapot on the table. Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and stretched out her hand towards the teapot...

Just when her fingers were about to touch the teapot, a soft white hand suddenly grabbed the teapot first.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and saw Cui'er arriving at the table without knowing it, holding the teapot tightly in her arms.

"Sister Qing'er, go sit over there for a while while I clean up this place. I couldn't care less about cleaning up the place like my mother did before..." Cui'er said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Cui'er, then turned and glanced at Cui'er's mother who was still receiving Fu Bo's diagnosis in the rocking chair and was still not awake.

A trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes.

"It's already here. Let's just make it a little messy. No one will care about it. I'll wait until your mother wakes up and then clean it up."

Yang Ruoqing said to Cui'er and stretched out her hand: "I'm a little thirsty and want to moisten my throat..."

"The tea is cold, I'm going to pour it for you again, Sister Qing'er!"

Cui'er said, without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express her position, she picked up the teapot and turned around and ran towards the door of the house.

It was clear that her feet could avoid tripping on the table legs, but she accidentally bumped into the table legs. Then with an exaggerated exclamation, the teapot in her hand flew out...

Looking at the teapot that flew out, Cui'er's eyes clearly flashed with excitement. Even at the cost of falling, there was still a faint excitement in her eyes.

Things went against expectations and the teapot fell to the ground unexpectedly.

The teapot was picked up by a hand so fast that she couldn't see clearly.

"This is a purple clay teapot. It would be a pity if it broke."

Yang Ruoqing touched the teapot in her hand, then looked at Cui'er who fell at her feet, and said with a half-smile.

Cui'er fell so hard that there were little stars in front of her eyes, and her ears were buzzing.

She raised her head and saw that the teapot in Yang Ruoqing's hand was steady. Cui'er became anxious and panicked, and subconsciously rushed forward to regain the teapot.

The teapot fell into Yang Ruoqing's hands, and Yang Ruoqing was unhappy. Can Cui'er snatch it away?

She took a few steps back and looked at Tweety with strange eyes, "What's wrong? Why is it so difficult for me to drink tea to moisten my throat?"

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were also surprised by Cui'er's strange behavior.

Xiaoduo and Xiaojie looked at each other, and they both came forward and pulled Cui'er up.

Cui'er was struggling and wanted to grab the teapot in Yang Ruoqing's hand. Xiaojie and Xiaoduo worked hard together, pulling Cui'er and not letting go.

The eldest Sun and Sun looked at each other, and even the two old men were a little confused when they saw this scene.

Before she had time to ask, Cui'er, who was sitting on the rocking chair, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood with a 'poof' sound.

Black blood sprayed on Uncle Fu's face, Cui Er sat up from the rocking chair, and Xiao Di opened her eyes.

"Wake up, wake up, finally wake up!" Cui'er's father shouted happily.

Seeing the black blood on Uncle Fu's face, Cui'er's father quickly raised his sleeve to help Uncle Fu wipe it.

Uncle Fu waved his hand, raised his hand to wipe the black blood on his face, pressed Cui'er's eyelids and wrist again to check, and nodded: "I'll prescribe the medicine first, Qing'er, you

Come with me to get the medicine."

After being called upon by Uncle Fu to pick up the medicine, Yang Ruoqing followed directly without asking any questions.

In the room, my mother had come back from the hell, but Cui'er didn't seem to want to see her mother. Instead, her eyes were still staring at the teapot that Yang Ruoqing took away.

The expressions on her face were brilliant, and finally turned gray. When she was dragged to the rocking chair by Xiaojie and Xiaoduo, Cui'er didn't come back to her senses.

Cui'er's mother opened her eyes and saw Cui'er's appearance. The woman thought that her daughter was worried about her.
Chapter completed!