While Yang Huazhong's family was quietly making arrangements for Xiao Duo's marriage, Old Yang Tou came over in a hurry.

"Lao San, is Lao San in the house?" Someone was still outside the yard, and an anxious voice came in.

It was night, and during dinner, Yang Huazhong quickly put down his chopsticks and ran out of the house.

"Dad, I'm here, what's wrong?" he asked.

In the night, Old Yang stumbled to Yang Huazhong and said, "Hurry, hurry, hurry up, prepare the carriage and take Xiu'er to the hospital in the town!"

Xiuer?

Yang Huazhong was startled. Isn't that the son of Yongxian and Li Xiuxin?

"Dad, what's wrong with Xiu'er?" he asked.

Old Yang shouted anxiously: "The child has been ill for several days, with vomiting and diarrhea. Just now he suddenly had asthma and couldn't breathe!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Huazhong was shocked. Sun and Xiaoduo followed behind him and their expressions changed.

They couldn't help but remember that last month, there was a family in the village whose baby was not well taken care of during confinement. He had a convulsion and seemed to have breathed his last for a day and a night...

"There is no need to delay this. Father Qing'er, hurry up and hitch the carriage!" Mrs. Sun urged.

Yang Huazhong just came to his senses and ran to the backyard to hitch the carriage.

Here, Mrs. Sun said to Lao Yangtou: "Dad, please go inside first and sit down. Dad Qing'er will quickly hitch the carriage."

Lao Yangtou waved his hand: "If you still want to sit down, I have to wait on the roadside at the door. Yongxian and Meiying are holding the child in the back."

The old man put down these words and ran out of the yard in a hurry, standing on the roadside and looking towards the direction of the village.

Sun, Xiaohua and the others also followed out and waited with Lao Yang.

Mrs. Sun glanced at Xiao Hua: "Hua'er, go back, Feng'er is still eating."

Xiao Hua said: "It's okay, Duo'er is here. I'll accompany you and my mother to wait for my elder brother and sister-in-law to come over."

Mrs. Sun stopped urging Xiaohua, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law accompanied Lao Yang to wait and wait...

Soon, several figures ran over from the entrance of the village. The leader was Yang Yongxian, holding a small quilt in his arms, with a child wrapped in the quilt.

Liao Meiying followed closely behind, carrying a bundle in her arms, followed by Li Xiuxin, also holding a bundle in her hand.

"It's them, they're coming, where's the third child? Where's the carriage?"

Lao Yangtou waved to Yang Yongxian and the others, while turning his head and shouting towards the yard behind him.

"I'm coming!"

Yang Huazhong's voice came from the yard, and the people immediately drove the carriage out of the yard. There was a wind lantern hanging on the carriage.

As the carriage moved forward, it swayed, making people feel more and more anxious. Every minute and every second was racing against time.

"Yongxian, hurry up, get in the car!" Old Yang shouted loudly.

Yang Yongxian said: "Let Mei Ying sit in the carriage with the child in her arms, while my third uncle and I sit outside!"

Immediately, he handed the child to Liao Meiying behind him, but was blocked by Li Xiuxin.

"Xiu'er is my son. It's my mother's responsibility to hold him when he goes to the doctor. Why should I let her hold him?" Li Xiuxin said very dissatisfied.

Yang Yongxian said: "How long has it been and you are still arguing about these things?"

Li Xiu thought: "I have milk. If Xiu'er cries on the way, I can comfort him!"

Yang Yongxian still refused to let go, looking at Li Xiuxin with extreme dissatisfaction in his eyes and brows.

Liao Meiying spoke up: "Yongxian, Sister Xiuxin is right, just let her hold her, Xiu'er is like this and we can't afford to delay her!"

On the side, Mrs. Sun also said: "Mei Ying is right, no matter who hugs you, it will be the same, whether it is Xiu'er's mother..."

"I am Xiu'er's mother, Xiu'er came out of my belly!" Li Xiuxin interrupted Sun's words directly and said unhappily.

Mrs. Sun was stunned.

Xiaohua frowned: "Li Xiuxin, how do you look like a mother? If it had been anyone else, you would have already been holding your child in the car at this moment, and you still have the mind to gossip on the ground?"

Old Yangtou also said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and get in the car. You are still making noise at this time. You really don't know the importance of it. If anything happens to Xiu'er, I'll see how you explain it to our Old Yang family!"

When Li Xiuxin heard this, her arrogance suddenly weakened a bit.

Liao Meiying took Xiu'er and stuffed it into Li Xiuxin's arms, then pushed her into the car: "Don't say anything, get in the car quickly."

Soon, Li Xiuxin and Liao Meiying took Xiu'er into the carriage, and Yang Yongxian and Yang Huazhong also sat in front.

A carriage carrying four adults couldn't bear a fifth person, so even if Old Yang was worried, he couldn't go with him.

I had no choice but to follow the carriage's instructions over and over again, "Be sure to ask the doctor to use the best medicine. If anything happens, send someone home to report it in time. Your mother and I are still waiting for news..."

Yang Yongxian said: "Master, don't worry too much, go back quickly! I don't have time to talk about anything else right now, I'm going to the town first!"

The carriage drove away in the night, and Old Yangtou stood on the roadside, wrapped in the thick night, with the cold wind blowing, and the old man sighed, worried.

"Dad, do you want to come to my house to sit for a while and drink hot tea or go back to the old house?" Mrs. Sun asked cautiously from the side.

Old Yang shook his head.

The son is not at home, but the wife and granddaughter-in-law are at home. It is not convenient for an old man to sit there late at night.

"I'm going back. I'll ask Lao Si and Zhi Xiaozi to go to town to see what's going on tomorrow day. You guys should go back too!" Lao Yangtou said to Sun and Xiaohua.

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Dad, I'll get a lantern to light your journey."

Lao Yang waved his hand, "No need, come back, you guys!"

Lao Yangtou turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped.

"Mother Qing'er, please help Yongxian send a message to Qing'er later," the old man said.

"What are you talking about, dad?" asked Sun.

Old Yangtou said: "Yongxian said that he has to accompany Xiu'er to see a doctor tomorrow. He will probably not be able to come back in time to teach the students. He left in a hurry earlier and had no time to tell Qing'er."

"You can tell Qing'er tomorrow morning so that Qing'er can make arrangements. It's not good to delay students' classes. Parents have paid their tuition fees, so we can't let others gossip!"

Mrs. Sun nodded quickly: "I understand. I'll tell Qing'er tomorrow morning. Don't worry, Dad!"

They didn't even wait until the next morning, because when Lao Yangtou left and not long after Sun and Xiaohua returned to the house, Yang Ruoqing came over by herself.

"Mom, when I was washing my feet earlier, I vaguely heard some movement outside. I was worried and came here to have a look."

When Yang Ruoqing came in, the dishes and chopsticks for dinner had not yet been cleared away in the main room.

Sun and Xiaohua were sitting at the table, Xiaoduo and Feng'er were playing beside them, and the three mothers looked worried.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, the three people's eyes lit up, especially Sun's, as if they had found a backbone.

"Qing'er, you came just in time. I was just telling Hua'er whether I would like to go over there overnight and tell you about this. You just came over," said Sun.

So urgent?
Chapter completed!