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Chapter 74 Fu Bao Is Sick
evening.

Jia family.

The yard was dark, and there was the sound of cooking from the kitchen, and the sound of weeping and weeping from time to time.

Because Uncle Jia was bedridden all year round, he couldn't move except his mouth, he was no different from a living dead.

A lot of money has been spent over the years.

The son had to go out to work, but the daughter-in-law saw that the house was a bottomless pit, so she just left the child and ran back to her mother's house and never came back.

Aunt Jia has to sell vegetables to earn money and has to take care of her three-year-old granddaughter, as well as take care of the immobile old uncle Jia, but she can't bear it.

They are ten years older than the Fu wife and the others of the same age.

Sometimes I even wish I could split myself into several pieces.

At this moment, she is boiling the eggs in the stove, and warming up the food brought from Fu's house, preparing to eat.

Before she left, Mrs. Fu told Jiang Xinghua to give it to her behind someone else's back, and gave her more bird eggs than others, and gave her twenty coins. The old sister knew that her life was hard.

Aunt Jia wiped her tears while cooking, "Fu's family can spell out a girl, old man, you can enjoy Fu Bao's happiness and get well soon."

Otherwise, when will this day end?

She can't stand it anymore!
The happiness of the son was also ruined, and the granddaughter did not have a complete family.

But Aunt Jia couldn't bear to let her give up a living person like this.

"How can you call me!"

Aunt Jia was beating her heart and crying with a headache, when suddenly a figure came staggeringly from behind.

Crying so hard that he ignored the sound behind him.

Suddenly someone patted on the shoulder, "My wife, don't cry. I'm getting better now."

Aunt Jia let out an "ah" and was startled.

"Damn it is!"

Immediately, he picked up the firewood under the stove and prepared to swing it out. The old Uncle Jia behind him had been bedridden all year round, his limbs were weak, and he moved too far back so that he fell to the ground.

"My wife, it's me!"

A familiar voice echoed in her ears, Aunt Jia stared wide-eyed, with an expression of disbelief, "Old guy! It's really you!"

She rubbed her eyes, she was a real person.

So shocked that she couldn't believe what she saw and heard: "I'm blind!"

"It's me." Uncle Jia thought about it with his hands on the ground, but he really didn't have the strength to sit down again.

Regardless of whether she was shocked or pleasantly surprised, Aunt Jia ran over to help him up without saying a word.

Touched his face, put his ear against his chest, his heart was beating, and his body was warm.

It's her old guy. That's right.

Although he was sick all the year round, Aunt Jia took good care of him. He had to feed a bowl of porridge for three meals a day. Old Uncle Jia looked pale and thinner, but not as thin as a skeleton.

"My wife, these years have caused you to suffer." The voice was weak.

Then it was such a sentence that directly broke Aunt Jia's defense.

Aunt Jia burst into tears immediately, and cried loudly in the arms of old Uncle Jia. It is conceivable that she has been sad all these years.

She often suffers from her daughter-in-law's white eyes and cynicism, but fortunately, her son is filial and her granddaughter is sensible, so she thinks she can survive it.

"My wife! Just wake up, just wake up."

Nothing would make her happier than him waking up.

She finally made it through.

Afraid of catching cold on the ground, Aunt Jia knelt down and subconsciously wanted to carry Old Uncle Jia on her back, but the seemingly simple movements were made after countless days and nights of practice.

Uncle Jia waved his hand, "I can go by myself, don't tire you."

Aunt Jia helped old Uncle Jia up and watched him walk step by step. Although his movements were blunt and weak, he might be walking on the ground.

Help people into the house, take all the lights in the house and light them up.

Aunt Jia stayed in the room and watched, afraid it was just a dream.

"Old guy, do you think I'm dreaming?"

She also pinched her own arm, which was painful.

I still didn't believe it, so I pinched it again.

No, it still doesn't feel right.

I pinched my thigh.

Still doesn't feel unreal.

He pinched his stomach again.

Old Uncle Jia felt distressed when he saw it, "My wife, don't pinch me anymore. I feel distressed just looking at it."

Afraid that she would pinch her like this again, Old Jia could only divert her attention: "My wife, I'm hungry and want to eat."

As soon as Aunt Jia heard that he wanted to eat, she immediately arranged for him, and ran out without forgetting to look at it again, "Old guy, you can't lie down anymore. Otherwise, I will die."

She couldn't take any more blows.

"Will not."

Aunt Jia ran to the kitchen quickly and brought out the food. She ran so fast that she almost fell over.

Seeing that he was still sitting there, she finally felt relieved.

Aunt Jia scooped up a big bowl for him, but Old Uncle Jia almost spilled it when he tried to pick it up.

"I'll just feed you, you must have no energy when you wake up."

Aunt Jia fed him bite by bite, peeled the eggs for him to dip in soy sauce, and let him eat a few pieces of meat.

As if he wanted to eat back all the food he had been hungry for all these years, old Uncle Jia ate three full bowls.

"I can't eat any more, you just ate too much, don't wait until it's hard to digest."

"Old man, how did you get better all of a sudden?"

No sign of that.

After seeing countless doctors, they all said that they didn't know what was wrong with him, and it was useless to ask someone to cook.

I have tried everything.

"I don't know, but suddenly a golden light came over in the afternoon, and I felt the blood in my whole body suddenly unblocked, and slowly in the evening, I got a little bit of strength."

He has been lying down all this time, but he knows what his family said. Before that, his body was as heavy as iron, and he couldn't move.

But in the afternoon, a golden light suddenly surrounded him, and he found that one finger could move, followed by ten fingers, which became more and more relaxed.

"afternoon?"

Thinking of something, Aunt Jia's eyes widened.

"It must be thanks to Fubao's blessing that you will get better."

It must be so.

"This Fubao is really amazing. Tomorrow I will help you to come to the door and thank you personally. It was Fubao who saved your life."

Aunt Jia was very grateful.

Fortunately, her dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor.

Otherwise, the old guy will not have a miracle.

"Who is Fu Bao?"

"It's your good brother Fu's second daughter."

"He and his family finally gave birth to a daughter!"

Old Uncle Jia looked surprised.

"More than that, you don't know..."

And Fujia.

Jiang Xinghua came in with warm goat milk as always, wanting to feed Fubao.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law! I'm drinking milk."

For some reason, Fu Xing'er felt dizzy, as if all her strength had been pumped.

Eyelids have never been heavier!

So sleepy, so sleepy!

She heard Jiang Xinghua's cry, and she also smelled the fragrance of goat's milk. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were extremely heavy.

Then she fell into darkness.

"Father, mother! Come and take a look, my little girl just woke up and wanted to drink milk, why did she suddenly fall asleep?" Jiang Xinghua felt that something was wrong, so she quickly called Fu's second child and Mrs. Fu over who were eating.

I usually drink milk at this time.

(End of this chapter)