A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 13
Before coming, Li Xiang was still feeling lucky for Jia Dongxu.

I even went through the words of comfort in my mind several times before coming.

But in the face of such a tragic scene, the draft I had originally prepared, now felt that it was too pretentious, and I couldn't say a single word.

Putting the lunch box on the bedside cabinet, Li Xiang comforted the mother and son dryly: "Sister-in-law, take the child to eat something, don't starve your body."

Qin Huairu looked up when she heard the voice. Seeing that it was him, she smiled sadly and replied politely, "It's Li Xiang. I'm sorry to trouble you to make a trip."

"Don't say that. Neighbors should help each other." Li Xiang quickly told her to be polite.

What the Li family is doing now is just repaying the original kindness.

During the most difficult time three years ago, Brother Dongxu also secretly helped his family with a handful of stick noodles. At that time, the situation of the Jia family was not much better. The whole family except him had a rural household registration, and all they ate were unplanned grains. , life would be difficult without the help of a great man.

Qin Huairu asked about Xiaodang again.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Xiaodang is being taken care of by my mother and eldest sister at home. He is very obedient without crying or making trouble."

"This makes me feel relieved. She is only three years old. The hospital is in such a mess. I can only trouble your family to worry about it these days. Wait..." She glanced at her mother-in-law and saw Mrs. Jia Zhang was still making a fuss, frowning slightly, changing her original words, and continued: "Go to Shi's house and bow to your mother to thank her."

Li Xiang waved his hands repeatedly, saying that doing this was nothing, and he didn't say anything else. Now anything he said was redundant, so he might as well see what he could do to help.

Ignoring the crying Jia Zhang, she signaled to several aunts, then left the ward directly, joined the neighbors in the courtyard, and listened to their discussion.

Anyway, he is still young and it is not his turn to take the lead in this matter. He just needs to follow the crowd.

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at night.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was finally tired of crying, so she took the stick and slept on the empty bed next to her.

Qin Huairu asked her to take Banggeng home to rest and come back tomorrow, but she refused and insisted on staying with her son in the hospital.

Jia Dongxu, who was on the bed, was breathing less out than in, his face was as pale as gold paper, and his life and death were only a matter of a day or two.

Qin Huairu held the chicken soup in the lunch box and drank it tastelessly, thinking about her next plan.

The chicken in the soup was eaten by the grandfather and grandson, and most of the soup was consumed, leaving only the base for her.

People in the village said that she fell into a lucky nest, found a good family, cleaned her muddy legs and ate the city's food, but she was the only one who knew whether she was living a good life or not.

The husband is a good husband, but the mother-in-law is not a good mother-in-law.

Dongxu is still willing to pretend to be kind when he is at home, but as soon as Dongxu leaves home, his true colors are revealed.

If Dongxu is really gone, how will the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law live their lives in the future? At this time, Qin Huairu has to think about the future of herself and her children.

She glanced at her husband lying on the hospital bed with nostalgia, and the tears that she thought had dried up long ago burst out again.

Qin Huairu loves Jia Dongxu, and they have feelings for each other.

As long as there is a choice, she would like her husband to live a thousand times, even if she becomes a cripple and has to serve him for the rest of her life, she still wants him to live. . . . . . .

In the courtyard, the old man and the old woman were lying on the bed, tossing and turning, obviously suffering from insomnia.

After a long time, the eldest mother sighed deeply, with deep self-blame in her tone: "It's all my fault that I'm so unhappy that I have to worry about planning."

After saying that, he started sobbing and said sadly: "What a good child. Looking at him lying there half dead, not to mention Sister-in-law Jia making a fuss like crazy, my heart is like a knife, although it's not me. He is his biological child, but he also grew up under my eyes."

"It's all fate. We are destined to have no children, and we can't keep the children we raised as nephews."

The aunt is so sad, let alone the elder who regards Jia Dongxu as his successor. He can't accept that all the emotional and material investment he has put in over the years will be wasted overnight.

The uncle turned over and sat up on the bed, lit the lamp, took out the cigarette he usually used as a favor from his pocket, and started smoking sadly.

In addition to being sad, he also felt deeply unwilling. At the same time, he was also considering his wife's previous proposal. For their retirement plan, the couple should adopt one before they are too old.

But Jia Dongxu's accident this time forced him to consider sunk costs. Various thoughts kept flashing through him, whether to restart the stove or light up the old stove. All kinds of calculations were in his mind, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

After finishing smoking a pack of cigarettes, I can only give up temporarily.

He hugged his old wife, who was still sad, and gently stroked her back. He comforted his wife and comforted himself. Don't be in a hurry, you still have time to plan slowly.

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At the Li family, Li Xiang was talking to his mother about what he saw in the hospital.

When Li's mother went to the hospital, Jia Dongxu had already been sent to the operating room. They only heard that half of his body was gone. Everyone thought that what was missing was two legs. It was a mess at the time. They all helped comfort Jia's family. Who arrived later? Didn't even ask in detail.

Before Li wanted to go, he was misled by Li's mother.

"Ah, it's the upper half of the body." After hearing this, Mother Li exclaimed, then remembered that the children were sleeping, she quickly lowered her voice and whispered to her son: "Half of the organs in the stomach are gone. How can this happen?" manage."

"I'm sure I won't survive with such a serious injury. I'm just dragging my last breath for a day or two."

Mother Li thought that Qin Huairu was still pregnant with another child. She was a woman who understood the difficulties faced by women. She had also experienced it herself, so she was worried about her. She sighed softly and said, "How difficult will it be in the future."

Li Xiang also sighed and agreed with his mother's words. No one knows how difficult this life is than their family.

Judging from Jia Zhang's style, the backbone of the Jia family will definitely be Qin Huairu in the future. Only if she stands up, the family will not fall apart. However, only those who have experienced how difficult this process is can understand.

At four o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of every house in the courtyard.

Outside the door was Qin Huairu with a big belly. She was wearing a white flower on her head and holding a stick. The mother and son had red and swollen eyes and were crying with tears.

When he saw the neighbors opening the door, he choked and begged, "Everyone, my Dongxu is gone. Please help me and bring him home."

Even though everyone knew that Jia Dongxu's life could not be saved, they did not expect that he would die so quickly, and they did not even last a day.

(End of this chapter)