The season was at the tail end of autumn, and it was very hot at noon. Yanming felt it was too hot, so he did not go out after dinner and went back upstairs to take a nap.

Jia Ling secretly gritted her teeth and watched Old Yan go upstairs. It has been more than ten days since the old man played the Mid-Autumn Festival. No matter how she coaxed him, it was of no use. He slept in the old master bedroom and ignored her on weekdays. When he went out, he was in the way.

Even though he said she wanted to divorce him if she wanted to follow him, she was afraid to follow him and didn't know what he did.

Jia Ling was so angry that her heart ached, she was so angry! What kind of medicine did the old man take wrongly, so he was so determined to fight with her?

She was so angry that she really wanted to go upstairs and cut the dead old man into eight pieces and cut him into pieces to relieve the anger in her heart. Just as she was getting angry, her cell phone rang. It must have been a text message. She didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after a while she paused and then

Go get your phone.

The old man did not allow her to interact with Zongze and Danxuan. In the past ten days, Zongze sometimes came to the compound to look for Wang Qianjin but did not come to Yan's house. She also never called her two grandchildren in front of old man Yan. Normally,

Send a message first, and then call us if you need to reserve a time.

She was afraid of missing messages from her grandchildren, so she endured her anger, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and opened the phone screen. Sure enough, it was a message from her grandchildren, and the nanny was not around. She clicked on the message to see what happened.

The message is very short, only four words: Almost successful!

This nonsense sentence left Jia Ling Zhanger Jingang scratching his head. What was Ozawa talking about? What was successful? Successful success...successful!

I recited a few words silently over and over again, and was suddenly shocked. Could this be what Ozawa was talking about?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that that's what happened. Recently, they have only implemented the first step as planned. Now that Ozawa is writing back, it must be that step that is almost successful.

Almost successful means that the first step is going smoothly and the results will come soon.

If that's the case, hahaha -

After figuring out the clues, the more Jia Ling thought about it, the more excited she became. She wished she could laugh three hundred times to show her happiness. If the first step of the plan was successful, the second and third steps would be implemented. As long as the second step was successful, she would be able to do it.

The little broom star is an eyesore, and Old Man Yan can't even let her round him up and flatten him.

Thinking that she was not far away from the successful completion of the plan, the accumulated depression in her heart was swept away, and the sky was clear for a while. It didn't matter, Old Man Yan was throwing his face away, showing off his pride to see who could have the last laugh.

In a good mood, Jia Ling slowly deleted the text messages, happily took the remote control to turn on the TV, and leisurely watched idol dramas.

The He family had a simple meal at noon. After the meal, He Zirui gave the nanny and driver a day off. This was done for the sake of confidentiality. With the connections of the residents in the compound, he would soon know about his ancestor's life-threatening diagnosis.

Waiting for their ancestor to pass away and come to express their condolences, they took this opportunity to thank guests behind closed doors in order to keep the secret that their ancestor could still be saved and to prevent anyone from prying. The nanny and driver were at home. In case the ancestor woke up or got better, they happily let it slip.

, let others know that if the guy who murdered our ancestors tries every possible means to kill him again, they will be unable to guard against it.

Therefore, the best way is to protect it personally without leaking any words, and the ancestors will be safer.

The nanny and the driver thought that the old man was afraid that they would be unlucky if they thought the old man might pass away. They were unwilling to do so and wanted to stay at He's house and help with odd jobs;

Old Mrs. He San explained that they might be very busy for a few days and asked them to go home and rest for a few days. They understood the meaning and thought that the old man and the old lady said that if ancestor He passed away, he would be very tired during the funeral, so they were allowed to go back first.

They would take a rest at home, and there would be someone to take care of the family affairs, so they would take a vacation as instructed.

Although they were worried these days and had received several guests in the morning, He Zirui, his wife and He Zirong were a little overwhelmed. They were afraid that someone would come and knock on the door, so they did not take a lunch break. They sat in the living room and entertained guests at any time, but no one came to take a nap.

In the afternoon, people in the courtyard who had not visited the He family before noon came to show their concern one after another. Some people were also considerate of the host, fearing that the host would be overwhelmed by the number of family visits, and it would be hard to entertain guests, so they invited three or five families to come together to visit the ancestors of the He family.

The residents also guessed that the ancestors of the He family probably only had a few days to live. Even if they did not see the patient in person, they at least walked around the patient's home in person and expressed their feelings. They did not stay for a while.

Just leave and let the family spend more time with the elderly.

Guests came one after another, and by nearly sunset, almost all the people in the courtyard were here. The ones who didn't come were because the owner was traveling or visiting relatives. Representatives of all the residents at home came to the He family to visit the ancestors of the He family.

After seeing off the last group of guests, He Zirong, He Zirui, and Chai Xi felt their hands and feet were stiff, and they were leaning on the sofa without wanting to move. When entertaining guests at home, they have to constantly get up to greet guests, see guests off, and go back and forth over and over again, which is worse than working in the fields.

Hard.

The younger ones were still fine. After taking a rest, they were revived with full blood, especially He Mingtao, who was boiling the medicine. When the medicine was cool, he put the medicine residue under the eaves to dry, and diligently helped the second grandfather to beat his back and the third grandfather.

He squeezed his shoulders and jumped up and down like a monkey.

He Panpan was pregnant with the baby and got tired easily. Fortunately, she had a good foundation and could eat well. He Mingjing thoughtfully helped the third grandma to pound the loose bones in her back.

Luo Xiulan ran around with the elders to entertain the guests, and then started cooking after the guests left, leaving no time at all.

Yan Xing was the only one who didn't feel tired. The amount of work was a piece of cake for him. He visited his great-grandma every now and then to greet and see off guests. He didn't even frown for a long time.

The elders were exhausted, but Young Master Yan and He Xiaoba were full of energy. They waited for the medicine to cool down to a moderate temperature before carrying it to the room.

In a courtyard-style house, the upper room is usually for the elderly and the head of the family, so He San let his old mother live on the east side of the upper room, while he and his old wife lived on the west side.

Yan Xing and He Mingtao took the medicine and gently opened the door to the upper room. Since the courtyard-style building has a corridor, the upper room usually has only one room and cannot be divided into two, so relatively speaking

The room is wider.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The house has been renovated and a bathroom has been added indoors. For the elderly to live in, the indoor furniture is old but has an ancient charm. The bed is also an old wooden board.

The workmanship of the bed is relatively simple. There are only carved boards at the head and foot of the bed and the back. In fact, there is no distinction between the head and foot of the bed. Both ends can be used as the head or foot of the bed. The side facing outward is on the bed.

There is no carved board blocking the area near the head of the bed. There are only columns at the edge of the end of the bed, reaching the top, which looks a bit like a modern canopy bed.

The sun is strong during the day, and the indoor temperature in the fourth hospital is relatively low. The old man is frail and sick, so he is covered with a quilt and only his head above the chin is exposed.

The two of them entered the room and turned on the light. He Mingtao first ran to the bedside to pull up the gauze curtain, mixed cold boiled water with a hot water bottle, wiped the grandma's face, then took off his shoes, climbed up from the end of the bed, went around to the inside of the grandma, and took the

The towel was tied under Grandma's chin to prevent the medicine from spilling onto the quilt after a while.

Yan Xing took out the hose and funnel from the disinfection cabinet, carefully fed it into Grandma's throat, connected the small funnel, and asked the eighth cousin to hold it steady. He brought the medicine and fed it spoonful by spoonful.

Boil a medicine three times. The first time is about one and a half bowls, the second time is one bowl, and the third time is half a bowl. Mix it again to make a total of three bowls. It can satisfy a person even if fed in one go.

After feeding a large bowl of medicine, the two brothers carefully took out the hose, wiped away the drops of medicine dripping from the corners of the ancestor's mouth, wiped the face and palms of the ancestor's hands, cleaned the hose and funnel, and dried the water.

Put it in a disinfection cabinet to disinfect it once, then cool it and seal it.

After putting things in order, the brother was about to leave first when he heard a faint exhalation sound. The sound was the sound of first holding one's breath and then exhaling heavily through the nose.

The two of them were startled at first, and then heard a heavier exhale. The two brothers jumped up and rushed to the bed. Yan Xing was a soldier, and his speed was incredible. He jumped up in just two steps, very fast.

He opened the curtain again and shouted in surprise: "Brother, my grandma is about to wake up!"

The ancestor, covered with a quilt, slept quietly from morning to afternoon, as if in a deep sleep, breathing very shallow and slow. Now, her breathing rhythm is faster, and she is about to wake up from sleep.

twitching eyelids and pursed lips.

He Mingtao rushed to his little cousin, stretched his neck, and saw his great-grandma's wrinkled old face wrinkled up and moved her mouth slightly. At that time, he jumped up with joy, ran to the door, and faced outside.

Howling: "Second Grandpa, Third Grandpa, Third Grandma, Grandma is about to wake up!"

He howled, then rushed back to his little cousin, guarding his great-grandma excitedly.

He Xiaoba's unspoken voice shook the roof and could be heard throughout the whole courtyard. He Zirong, He Zirui and others who were resting in the west hall heard the previous words and thought something had happened. They jumped up in shock. When they heard

After saying this, everyone was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the upper room.

He Panpan and He Mingjing were young and ran fast. They jumped out of the west living room. Remembering their grandparents, they quickly turned back to help their grandma.

Luo Xiulan was picking vegetables in the kitchen. When she heard the shouting, she threw away the vegetables and rushed out of the kitchen to the upper room without even taking off her apron.

Brothers He Zirui and He Zirong ran as fast as if they were ten years younger. They rushed into the landlord's room at the head of the clan. Even though they were exhausted and out of breath, they didn't bother to sweat and rest, and ran non-stop to their ancestors.

In front of the bed, I stared excitedly at my old mother's face, watching her slightly open her mouth to breathe.

Old Mrs. He San and He Panpan arrived a little behind and crowded to the bed, eagerly waiting for their ancestor to wake up.

The young and old of the He family were nervous and excited. They slowly adjusted their breathing and waited eagerly for their ancestor to open his eyes. They waited and waited. Amidst the eager anticipation of the group of people, the old man lived up to his expectations and the signs of awakening became more and more obvious.

, and tried to turn over, but failed, and then let out a "ha" breath, and the eyes that had been trembling for dozens of times finally opened a crack.

He Zirui and others held their breath in excitement.

The old man's eyes first open a crack, and after a moment of silence, he closes his eyelids, then opens a crack, and then closes them again, repeating this for three to five rounds. The eyelids are pulled upward, and the eyes open wider and wider. He has probably just woken up from a slumber.

When I came, my consciousness was not yet fully awake, my eyes were muddy, confused and unfocused.

"mother."

"mom."

"Great grandma/great grandma-"

A group of people guarding the bed called carefully. They were afraid that the sound would be too loud and would scare the ancestors. They called out softly and slowly, one after another.

The old man opened his eyes, slowly and slowly turned his neck, and looked to one side. His eyes were still a little vacant. After looking for a while, he regained consciousness and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Zirong, when did you come here?"

?”

Her throat was a little dry and her voice was dry. She spoke slowly but clearly.

"Mother/grandma/grandma!"

"Mom, you're awake."

"Mom, how are you feeling?"

"Grandma, let us help you sit down."

"Mom, isn't it hot?"

The nervous young and old of the He family moved forward excitedly. They supported her, took the quilt, moved the chair, helped the ancestor up, and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on the old mother's forehead, He Zirong wanted to run to turn on the fan, but Yan Xing hurriedly stopped him: "Second uncle, you can't turn on the fan. Little Loli told me that my grandma's fever and sweating after taking medicine were caused by the medicine.

As a result of the effect, you cannot blow the wind or turn on the air conditioner. You must let the medicine exert its full power and expel all the cold, hot, cold and evil winds, so that the body can heal quickly."

"Oh, that's it. Fortunately you said it, otherwise it would have been bad if I didn't know." He Zirong rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
To be continued...