"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? ”

Luo Fengtang came to Yang Ruoqing, held her shoulders, and leaned over to ask.

Yang Ruoqing raised a pair of teary eyes and looked at him: "My second mother, I'm leaving......"

"Huh?"

Luo Fengtang was obviously surprised.

"Wasn't you still able to talk just now?" He said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "That's a return to the light......"

Luo Fengtang understood, and on the side, Cao Bamei also covered her mouth, tears welling up.

After a while, the three of them returned to the left wing again, and Yang really lost his breath.

"Second mother!"

Yang Ruoqing choked up, buried her head and sorted out the Yang family with a body bag.

Since she crossed over to this world, the impression that the woman Yang gave her was that she was not close or close, and she was very disgusted.

This woman is bitter and mean, lazy and bad.

Although they are the second mothers of their relatives, they have no good feelings and memories between each other except for hurting each other.

It stands to reason that Yang is dead, and she should be very happy.

But at this moment, Yang Ruoqing didn't feel happy at all.

Why?

No matter how bitter Yang is, after all, it is just those trivial things of the country women's Taoist family.

He is not a great evildoer.

Nor did he kill people and set fires.

Now, she is dead, the deceased is honored, and all those bad impressions and memories have disappeared.

"Your second mother is so pitiful, she was still thinking about your cousin Lan'er before she died."

Cao Bamei sobbed while helping Yang Ruoqing collect the funeral for the Yang family.

"If I knew she was coming back, I should have pretended to be your cousin to make her happy and let her go with peace of mind......," she added.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"If you come, you come, if you don't come, you don't come, you can't pretend." Yang Ruoqing said.

In the world, there is no mother who will admit her mistake by bringing up her daughter.

"Originally, I thought that my second mother was the most blessed of my mother's five concubines."

"At that time, the old Yang family was not separated, and the daughters-in-law were all working in the fields like the masters, but my second mother followed my second uncle to be a wife in the town."

"Greased and powdered, wearing the clothes and skirts that are popular among the women in the town, and returning to the village with Sister Lan'er, who looks like flowers and butterflies, is the envy of a bunch of people."

"But now?"

"She is the first one in the concubine."

"The girl who is in distress in her hand and doesn't even see her last look. Ay! ”

Both sighed.

Luo Fengtang came in from outside.

"Qing'er, have you done it? The officers and soldiers had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard. He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay." ”

Luo Fengtang came to the bed and said to the body of the Yang family that had been tied: "Second mother, don't panic, your niece and son-in-law will send you on the road." ”

Then, he bowed to Yang's corpse on the bed, leaned over to carry it, and walked out of the room quickly.

Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei followed quickly and also came to the courtyard.

Two more heavily armed, officers and soldiers outside with their eyes exposed, pushing a wooden cart.

On the wooden cart, two corpses have already been placed.

Then Yang was put up, and the officers and soldiers pushed it up and left.

"Where are they going to get the body?"

Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"I don't know."

Either they were sent to the back mountain and buried together, or they were ...... It's burned, right?

The patient is in the last dying throes, and the few who survived and were not infected were all in danger and lived every hour in fear.

Who has the energy and the mood to pay attention to the whereabouts of the dead?

At this time, human life is not valuable, just like the chicken and dog that has chicken plague dog plague, and it is disposed of casually.

Yang died, and the atmosphere in the small courtyard became even more depressing.

Cao Bamei stayed by Yang Yongjin's side inch by inch, closely watching every bit of his changes.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, was busy preparing prescriptions.

Ever since the plague came, she began to study the remedy.

Considering all aspects, she has researched no less than ten prescriptions so far.

These ten kinds of medicines, she has been boiling them in turns, and they are used to give Uncle Jin Fu, Yang, and Yang Yongjin to drink.

She'd never touched any of this before, and this was the first time she'd been fumbling around.

It's just a pity that the medicine that works hasn't been found yet, and Uncle Jin Fu and the second mother have left one after another.

Now, there is only the second cousin left.

Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand and came to the small stove.

The medicine on the stove is almost done, and it should be sent to the second cousin to drink.

Luo Fengtang walked in, "Qing'er, I'll help you serve medicine." ”

Yang Ruoqing said 'um'.

Carefully pour the rich, bitter liquid into a small bowl on the side.

I hope this medicine can work.

……

At night, Cao Bamei insisted on staying in Yang Yongjin's house to guard.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing had no choice, and the two had to go back to the miscellaneous house.

Yang Ruoqing poured three bowls of the boiled decoction for prevention.

gave Luo Fengtang a bowl, she drank a bowl, and she sent the remaining bowl to Cao Bamei.

Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, Sensei has prepared it for me, I don't need to drink." ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "What are you talking about?" ”

Cao Bamei glanced at Yang Yongjin, who was already skinny in front of her: "If your second brother goes, I don't want to live anymore." ”

Yang Ruoqing frowned: "Don't say stupid things, give me the medicine to drink, quick!" ”

Cao Bamei couldn't help it, so she had to take it and drink it.

After drinking, she grabbed Yang Yongjin's hand again and looked at her beloved in front of her intently.

Yang Ruoqing retreated silently.

Such a plague is extremely contagious.

The eighth sister guards the second brother like this, sooner or later, she has to pass it on, drink this preventive medicine, to be honest, she herself doesn't know if it can be prevented.

Perhaps, it was just for psychological comfort.

If it can really be prevented, Uncle Jin Fu and the second mother will not be infected and will not die.

When the day was about to dawn, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were awakened by Cao Bamei's cry.

"Eighth sister, what's wrong?"

Yang Ruoqing turned over and sat up, and asked Cao Bamei, who rushed into the miscellaneous room.

Cao Bamei wiped her tears and cried breathlessly.

"Qing'er, your second brother, your second brother has returned to the light, go and take a look......"

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

She got up and rushed out of the house, running towards the hall.

In the wing room on the right, Yang Yongjin really opened his eyes as Cao Bamei said.

When a few of them ran in, Yang Yongjin was turning his neck with difficulty, as if looking at the room he was in.

"Second brother!"

Yang Ruoqing called and came to Yang Yongjin.

Yang Yongjin's gaze retracted, looking at the three familiar and anxious faces in front of him.

Yang Yongjin squeezed out a weak smile: "Qing'er, Tang Yanzi, Eighth Sister, you are all here......"

"Second brother, you speak first, drink the medicine, and then talk."

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said.

Behind him, Luo Fengtang sent a bowl of medicine.

Yang Yongjin shook his head.

"I don't want to drink it for the time being, Eighth Sister, you come and help me sit up, I've been lying down for a long time and my back hurts to death!" Yang Yongjin said.