A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 12 The Collapse of the Jia Family

Zheng Cuiping poured out a portion of the freshly cooked chicken soup first, and she put most of the small amount of chicken in the lunch box.

When this single portion was ready, she added water to the casserole again and started the second round of stewing.

After packing the two lunch boxes containing steamed buns and chicken soup and stuffing them into her eldest son, Mother Li told him, "Here, I've wrapped them in old clothes. Be careful not to spill them on the road."

Li Xiang nodded in agreement, picked up another steamed bun from the pot and took a bite before saying, "You guys eat first, don't wait for me. The uncles haven't come back yet. The situation may not be optimistic. I'll stay at the hospital for a while." Let’s see if there’s anywhere I can lend a hand, and I won’t know when I’ll be able to come back.”

"Okay, I understand, I'll leave your meal alone."

Mother Li sent him to the door of the backyard. She looked at her son's tall back and strode outside. She was very happy in her heart. He was a good boy. He was sensible and sensible, and he was a compassionate and righteous person. When she waited for the winter solstice to worship, she She needs to talk to her men about how great their children are now.

Back home, the few people left behind were also preparing to have dinner.

After returning the chicken soup to the second pot, Mother Li scooped it up, put two more pieces of chicken into the oily soup, and brought it to the old lady.

The eldest sister and the youngest brother stared at their mother's hands with anticipation, wanting to know where the next bowl would go.

The second bowl of hot chicken soup was placed in front of Xiaodang. Mother Li looked at the little one twirling his fingers and said gently: "Drink slowly, be careful not to burn it."

Although Xiaodang is only three years old, he also knows that food that makes his uncles and aunts salivate must be delicious food.

She smiled sweetly at Mother Li and shouted with a smile: "Thank you, Grandma Li."

The sound of "grandma" made Mother Li's heart almost melt.

Before the soup was distributed here, the old lady couldn't wait any longer. She scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, blew on it twice, and couldn't wait to drink it.

As soon as the soup entered her mouth, the old lady smacked it a few times and felt something was wrong. She took another sip before she showed a clear expression and said to Mother Li, "This chicken soup is bland."

Mother Li thought simply. When the old lady said that the soup was too weak, she quickly said, "Oh, did I forget to add salt?"

Then she took a sip of the soup in the bowl in her hand, and after finishing the sip she muttered to herself in confusion: "It's not bland."

Mother Li glanced at the old lady, and then she remembered something. She thought the old lady was a heavy-mouthed person, so she quickly asked the old lady, "Do you want some more salt in that bowl?"

Seeing that Mother Li didn't understand what she meant, the old lady could only helplessly shake her head and wave her hands to show no use.

The eldest sister rolled her eyes vaguely at the side. This old lady didn't think there was too much salt, but she obviously thought there was too much water.

Some of the food is good, but sitting at someone else's table and implying that the food is not good is really annoying.

Little Brother Li doesn't care if it's salty or bland. It's extremely difficult for him to endure the delicious food now.

At this moment, he was twisting his body unbearably, changing his posture from left to right, and saw a new bowl being placed in front of his sister, but he still didn't have his share.

He yelled at Mother Li: "Mom, it's my turn to have this bowl."

"Why are you so anxious? You can still miss something." Mother Li glared at him, scooped the remaining pieces of chicken into the last bowl, put it in front of him, and cursed, "Eat, eat, eat, you will know." Eat, you are the only one in the family who was reincarnated as a starving ghost."

Little Brother Li smiled shamelessly and didn't get angry when his mother scolded him. He got the benefits and was scolded a few times, but he didn't lose a piece of meat.

. . . . . .Li Xiang came to the hospital. After asking the front desk, he learned that Jia Dongxu had just come out of the operating room and had been sent to the ward.

While he was still at the stairs, he heard Jia Zhang's wails like a wail.

With this cry, could it be that Brother Dongxu has already left without being rescued?

He trotted quickly and came to the corridor. At the door of the ward stood several uncles and neighbors in the courtyard, discussing something with frowns.

Seeing Li Xiang coming over, several people stopped talking.

The first man greeted in a hoarse voice: "Li Xiang is here."

If something happened to the apprentice he trained as his heir, something happened under his nose, so you can imagine his guilt.

The escape route he had spent so many years planning was suddenly cut off, which was a fatal blow to him.

Li Xiang looked at the man in front of him who had suddenly aged a lot, and felt sad for him.

"My mother asked me to come over and deliver food to Aunt Jia's family, and see if there is anyone I can help with."

After hearing what he said, the uncle nodded happily, then pointed to the room and let him in.

At this time, the second uncle suddenly said: "Either Li Xiang is a college student, and his consciousness is high."

Why does this sound so awkward, and is it appropriate to say this at this time? Everyone complained in their hearts, and the awkward atmosphere spread among them.

The third uncle was still tactful in dealing with people. He broke the silence first, pointed at the lunch box in Li Xiang's hand and said, "Come in quickly, don't let the food get cold."

At this time, Jia Zhang's crying sound came from the house again: "Dongxu, you are leaving, and mom doesn't want to live anymore, ugh~~~~~~~"

The third uncle's mouth twitched and he added: "I just want to persuade Aunt Jia to stop crying. Dongxu fell down before she could recover from crying like this."

Li Xiang could only nod in agreement, and walked into the ward bravely.

In the ward, several aunts were leading the neighbors to persuade Jia Zhang. However, this old woman, who usually looked cruel and unreasonable outside, appeared to have lost her mind the moment she learned that her son had an accident.

When she was young, she gave away the breadwinner of her family. She endured no matter how hard or tired she was for her son, because she knew her son would have a reliable support when he grew up.

Now you tell her that the son she raised until she started a family may be gone, and the belief that has supported her for so many years will be exposed at any time. How can she accept this fact quietly, and how can she not go crazy with her personality.

The more others persuaded her, the more energetic she became. What Jia Zhang didn't want to hear the most at the moment was those words that seemed to be comforting but told her to make plans early. Only if they started to quarrel and make a fuss, she wouldn't have to think about what to do in the future.

Qin Huairu was sitting by the hospital bed with her head lowered and her arms around her. She held her husband's still intact hand tightly and seemed indifferent to her mother-in-law's cries.

Even Banggeng, who had always been naughty and mischievous, had lost all his energy. Tears were hanging precariously on his chin, his eyes were red and swollen, and he huddled motionless in his mother's arms.

Li Xiang came to the bed and glanced at Jia Dongxu on the bed. When he saw his figure lying there, he took a breath and felt a chill in his heart.

How could a person survive when half of his body was gone?

(End of this chapter)