Chapter 145 Illness
Well, he and Qinxiu shouldn't have been so shameless for so many years.

At the old lady's call, Yu Fei left late and came back, still chewing the unfinished fruit candies she had just redeemed.

Yu Feiwan raised his eyebrows, didn't Lin Qingshan feel embarrassed?
Lin Qingshan hesitated for a moment, and under the urging of the old lady, he mustered up the courage to repeat the words again.

Facing Yu Feiwan, Lin Qingshan felt very guilty and short of breath.

He still clearly remembered last winter, when he and Qin Xiu clamored that Yu Feiwan must be sent away.

One mouthful is like a wild child, and every other person is like a lone star.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingshan blushed.

Fortunately, his face was red and swollen, so it couldn't be seen.

When you are not a human being, you feel confident in whatever you do.

Now when I think about being a human being, it seems that I can no longer hold my head up.

Yu Feiwan's eyebrows suddenly bunched up, and his eyes looked focused and thoughtful.

She did not immediately give her guess, but looked at the old lady, "Does grandma also think it is the reason that is so mysterious and mysterious?"

The old lady lowered her head, shook her head and said, "I think she is sick."

"But is there such a strange disease in the world?"

"She is usually lively and healthy."

Yu Feiwan crunched the fruit candy in his mouth and swallowed it quickly, "Grandma, uncle, I think auntie must be sick."

"I've heard of similar situations in the city."

“Health is not just physical, but also mental and spiritual.”

"For example, some people feel depressed and can't help but want to cry. They have no interest in anything, and even feel that life is boring. If they are not careful, they will seek death."

"This is a disease. The daily symptoms include trembling hands, tinnitus, convulsions, insomnia, auditory hallucinations, and daze. Many people don't take it seriously, or they finally realize it and ask for help from their family members. The family members think it is a nonsense. , but in fact this situation is very serious.”

"Without treatment, it will become more serious."

"My aunt's condition may not be this kind, but it should also be a mental illness. I don't know much about this. The specific diagnosis depends on the doctor's diagnosis."

"Of course, it's also possible that the eldest aunt likes to abuse her cousin."

The more he listened, the uglier Lin Qingshan's face became.

Before coming, he just guessed that Haihong would have problems if Qinxiu pressed him.

Now, his eldest niece's words have confirmed that Hai Hong is ill.

For a moment, Lin Qingshan didn't know whether to take care of his wife or the child first.

"This, is this true?"

Yu Feiwan nodded, "There is indeed such a saying in the city, and it should gradually become more widely known."

Lin Qingshan staggered, leaning against the wall slumped, his lips trembling, "Where is Hai Hong? Is Hai Hong okay?"

Lin Qingshan looked at Yu Feiwan with burning eyes, with deep anticipation in his eyes, as if he was grasping the last straw.

"Good, not too good."

"To untie the bell, one needs to tie it."

"Uncle, you should have noticed that when someone touches my cousin, he can't stop trembling slightly and his forehead is covered with cold sweat. He is afraid of other people's contact. He subconsciously feels that the hand extended by others is a stick swung at him. Rattan.”

"Also, he is silent and quiet. If no one takes the initiative to talk to him, he can go all day without saying a word. This is partly due to his precociousness and calmness, but there are other reasons as well."

Lin Haihong's pain must be known to his father who pretended to be deaf and allowed the abuse to happen day after day.

Of course, if she hadn't seen signs of change in Lin Qingshan, she wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Anyway, the young man Lin Haihong has gradually come out of the haze.

Even though there may be some regrets in his heart for the rest of his life, he still has enough strength to support Lin Haihong's survival. "Otherwise, why would grandma have to take my cousin over?"

"You and your eldest aunt can ignore his life and death without feeling sorry for him, but grandma can't just die without saving him."

Yu Feiwan's every word made Lin Qingshan's heart ache, but he couldn't feel any anger or blame.

Lin Qingshan raised his eyes and looked at the old lady, who nodded silently.

"Mom, what should I do with my son?"

Lin Qingshan felt that the sky was falling and he had no hope in this life.

Originally, he was still dreaming of a happy and harmonious life as a family.

It took him a long time to understand that God was just a blow to the head.

"Mom, have I committed too many sins over the years, and God is punishing me like this?"

Yu Feiwan curled his lips without leaving any trace. This is all his own fault. Why don't you blame God?

No wonder there are fewer cloudless sunny days. It turns out that God is taking more of the blame.

Don't think that God can't speak, so he is unscrupulous.

Wang Qinxiu's illness was not just for a day or two, but for hundreds or thousands of days and nights. Anyone who can breathe should have noticed something strange.

Only the one who pretends to be dead and sleeping cannot be woken up.

The old lady sighed, with mixed emotions.

If this thing happened to someone else, she might feel angry and find herself in trouble.

But this happened at home.

"What do you think we should do?"

"You have lived for more than half your life, and you are not a teenager. At your age, some of you even have grandchildren. If something happens, what should I do?"

"Can't you be the master of your own little family?"

Lin Qingshan was confused and hesitated, "Mom, I don't know how to tell Qin Xiu about this."

"Qinxiu may not be able to accept it, and it might cause an uproar again."

"What if her illness doesn't get better?"

"I just made an agreement with Qinxiu. I will go out to work to earn money to support the family, and she will take care of Haihong at home. But like this, how can I rest assured."

"Mom, why don't you take Haihong away."

"I will find a way to send some money to you and Haihong every month. I will keep Qinxiu at home and do odd jobs to see if I can persuade her to go to the city to see a doctor."

"What if, what if it gets better gradually?"

The old lady's brows furrowed tightly. "Wang Qinxiu stares at Haihong like a ball in his eye. Don't think I don't know that you two will come to peek at Haihong every once in a while. Can you help me with this matter?" Wang Qinxiu makes the decision?"

"Who doesn't want to live a quiet life? If Wang Qinxiu thought that I had robbed her child, and would come to her house from time to time, cry, make trouble, and hang herself, how could she live like this?"

"There is no problem in keeping Haihong by your side, but the premise is that you can do a good job in Wang Qinxiu's ideological work, and you let her come over to guarantee me."

"Whether you intend to deceive or persuade, it all depends on your own ability."

Lin Qingshan pursed his lips tightly, his rough face full of helplessness.

But now, no one else can be blamed.

"Mom, I'll try my best."

"Don't let Haihong know about Qin Xiu's situation first, I'm afraid that child is too soft-hearted."

(End of this chapter)

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