Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 25 Your mother is dying (for collection)
He still patted Su Yuanyuan's shoulder with his hand, looked up at the window that was gradually getting brighter, and endured the drowsiness.

It was already Chen Shi when Su Yuanyuan woke up. Normally, she would wake up on time when the time came. This time, she looked at the white sky outside and pouted her mouth in annoyance.

She had a dream all night last night, and Su Yuanyuan couldn't remember exactly what she dreamed of. She only remembered that Jiang Wenzheng's legs improved and she stood up, and she forgot everything else.

She just wanted to get up, but she realized that something was pressing on her body. When she looked sideways, she saw a hand with slender fingers resting on her shoulder, moving casually.

Su Yuanyuan is still in a daze, constantly thinking about what happened last night?
The owner of the hand also woke up at this moment, slowly withdrew his numb hand, and asked Su Yuanyuan, who was blinking with big eyes and full of question marks, in a hoarse and tired voice.

"woke up?"

He put the back of his hand on Su Yuanyuan's forehead, and the cold forehead relieved the breath in his heart.

It finally stopped burning.

Su Yuanyuan guessed something in her heart, and she dared not look at Jiang Wenzheng.

She had a fever yesterday, and Jiang Wenzheng took care of her all night?
Su Yuanyuan's gaze was attracted by the towel soaked in cold water, which further confirmed her guess.

Su Yuanyuan didn't expect this man to have such a careful side, and to take care of others.

Where can I find a good man who is good-looking, well-educated, and can take care of others!

Jiang Wenzheng ignored Su Yuanyuan's continuous dementia, turned the wheelchair and went to the kitchen.

In fact, Jiang Wenzheng seldom came to the kitchen, because he didn't need it in the past, and he didn't think it was necessary later.

Although his own yard is not big, this small kitchen of about five square meters is very strange to him.

He looked around, searching for the ingredients he needed.

He wanted to make a lean meat porridge for Su Yuanyuan. He had just been ill and had no taste in his mouth, so he just made a delicious lean meat porridge to enhance the taste.

Mr. Jiang Wenzheng caught fire, washed the rice and put it in a pot to boil.

He cut some meat and turned it into shredded meat, washed it with water to remove the dirt, put it in rice porridge and cooked it together.

There were still some vegetables left by Su Yuanyuan last time. He chopped them into diamond-shaped pieces and put them in the pot when the ground water was about to boil.

Although it was his first time cooking, Jiang Wenzheng tasted it was okay.

Su Yuanyuan took a sip, met the man's gaze, and nodded, approving his cooking skills.

Thinking of the previous sentence, good men are all praised, and Su Yuanyuan also learned to praise Jiang Wenzheng.

"You are amazing, you can cook so deliciously for the first time!"

Although these words are false and pretentious, they are very useful to Jiang Wenzheng.

His eyes lit up, and he looked at Su Yuanyuan eagerly.

"I'll make it for you often in the future, okay?"

Su Yuanyuan didn't know what to do, and nodded in a strange way.

The man smiled softly, and rubbed Su Yuanyuan's little hairy head with his big hands.

Su Yuanyuan even forgot to chew the porridge, and swallowed it directly into her stomach.

Su Yuanyuan's illness came and went quickly, and she recovered completely within two days.

As soon as she recovered from her illness, Su Yuanyuan started to do the accumulated work.

She tidied up the dirty clothes that the three of them had worn in the past two days, put them in the wooden tub and planned to go to the river to wash them, but before they stepped out the door, she heard someone calling her urgently.

"Su Yuanyuan! Su Yuanyuan! Your mother is dying!"

The person who came was Erzhu from the west of the village, and he also helped the little old lady a lot during the first day of living with her old mother.

Su Yuanyuan didn't understand what he said, so she clasped his arms tightly with both hands and asked him sharply.

"What did you just say! Who can't do it anymore?"

"Your mother! Mrs. Su! Come with me!"

Su Yuanyuan panicked for a moment, and she became a little at a loss when she looked at Jiang Wenzheng.

Jiang Wenzheng patted her hand comfortingly, and told her, "Just go, I'm slow, and I'll be there soon!"

Hearing this, Su Yuanyuan seemed to have taken a reassurance, her heart was at ease immediately, she threw down the wooden basin and ran out with Erzhu.

Along the way, Su Yuanyuan wondered why the old lady who was still fine a few days ago suddenly fell ill?
Confused, Su Yuanyuan ran into Granny Su's small yard, and as soon as she entered, she met Qiufeng and two other village women. The three of them chattered, and they were actually putting on a shroud for Granny Su!
Su Yuanyuan was so angry that her eyes almost wanted to eat people.

"Let me go!"

She rushed forward and pulled the women away, and supported Mrs. Su.

Although the old lady's breath was weak and almost imperceptible, Su Yuanyuan could still feel her body temperature.

What a beast!This person is still alive, so he is in a hurry to put on his shroud!
Qiufeng felt guilty, and didn't dare to look into Su Yuanyuan's eyes, so she had to lower her head and pinch her own fingers.

"what happened?"

Su Yuanyuan asked everyone present, why is the little old lady who was alive and well before suddenly dying of anger?
Everyone lowered their heads, and Su Yuanyuan understood that most of the people here were Su Laoba's cronies, and they all turned towards Qiufeng!
Er Zhu stood up and explained to Su Yuanyuan what had happened.

"Yesterday I saw Mrs. Su playing with peppers in the yard. I didn't see her getting up to sweep the yard this morning. I went into the room and saw that she was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. Im going to call you."

Foaming at the mouth?

Listening to his description, Su Yuanyuan's first thought was poisoning.

But the little old lady gets along very well with her neighbors, and who would harm her if she has no grievances?
Figure money?

Her small yard can't be broken anymore, and she is an old man, how can she have any money?
Seeking revenge is even more impossible, if you want to kill her, kill her early, why wait until she is seventy and eighty, half buried in the loess to kill her?

Su Yuanyuan finally turned her attention to Qiufeng who was standing aside and tried to reduce her sense of existence, and she thought of something in a flash.

Qiufeng also didn't dare to look at Su Yuanyuan, her eyes were erratic, and she kept looking at the peach cakes on the table.

She moved her steps carefully, and unknowingly stuffed the peach cake into her pocket. After it was done, no one noticed her when she looked around, and now there was no proof!

Su Yuanyuan asked Er Zhu to bring a lot of water, and Su Yuanyuan pried open the old lady's mouth with a spoon and poured a lot of water into it.

Then he ran to the sewing basket and found three needles, two of which were pierced at the Hand Qianjin Point and the Hand Hardware Point on Granny Su's shoulder.

The last needle was stuck in her flesh.

After a while, the old lady vomited, and all the dirty things in her stomach came out.

The sour smell permeated the whole hut, and everyone covered their noses in disgust, only Su Yuanyuan was only concerned about Granny Su's physical condition.

Granny Su was awake for only half a second before she passed out again. Su Yuanyuan stretched out her hand to check her breath, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The old lady's breathing was steady, and she was no longer as breathless as before, as if she was going to heaven at any time.

　good noon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)