Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 390 Infinite Scenery
"what--"

As soon as Wang Zhujun's family followed Dong Qingfeng into the gate of Yao's house, they heard Wang Zhujun's hoarse shouts.

Wang's face was pale and his eyes were dull. When he heard his daughter's screams, his legs softened when he stepped into the threshold and he sat down on the ground.

She sat down on the ground, and by coincidence, she sat directly on top of Wang Zhujun's blood dripping on the ground.

Seeing the bright red blood dripping all the way, Wang felt dizzy.

"Mom, get up! Let's get up!"

Hearing his sister's miserable voice, Wang Laifu burst into tears instantly.

He touched his tears, and immediately picked up Mrs. Wang who was lying on the ground.

Mrs. Wang, who was sitting limp on the ground, was like a puddle of mud, unable to get up at all.

"Mom, get up, let's get up, let's go see how my sister is doing!"

Li Guihua also hurriedly helped, helping Mrs. Wang together.

"Poor my daughter! I just lost a man a while ago, and now I have no child! What will my daughter do now?"

Mrs. Wang, supported by her son and daughter-in-law, stumbled into the house, crying.

Wang Jinsong, who was standing at the door with Dong Qingfeng, secretly touched his own tears, looked at the door of Yao's house, and felt very uncomfortable.

At first, when he looked at this gate, he always felt that it was infinitely beautiful, but now there is only regret in his heart, and now he doesn't know whether it was right or wrong for his family to insist on marrying Mr. Zhu into Yao's family.

"Ugh--"

After sighing heavily, Wang Jinsong put his hands behind his back and followed Mrs. Wang into the house.

Wang Zhujun was lying on the bed, his whole body was drenched as if he had been pulled out of the water, his eyebrows were twitched, his eyes were almost protruding from their sockets, his hands were tightly clutching the sweat-soaked sheets, The veins on the arms popped up.

Meng Kejun lay on top of her and stretched out his hand to press her, his wet hair was tightly pressed against his face, his eyes and the hand pressing on his stomach, she didn't even dare to neglect her breathing.

He clearly felt that under his hands, something hard was slowly sliding down in Wang Zhujun's stomach.

"what--"

Wang Zhujun also felt it. After taking a deep breath, she went all out again and directly gave birth to the breathless child in her stomach.

The baby was born on the white cloth that had been laid out in advance. He didn't dare to think about it or look at it. Meng Kejun hurriedly wrapped it with the white cloth, carried it directly to the door of the room, and handed it to Yao Qingxiang who was standing at the door, "Go and deal with it. Don't look at it, and don't tell Mr. Zhu whether the child is a boy or a girl, so as not to make her even more sad afterwards."

After nodding to Meng Kejun, Yao Qingxiang immediately took the child away.

"Let me in, let me in and see my poor girl."

Seeing the child in Yao Qingxiang's arms, Mrs. Wang cried even harder, and immediately pushed Wang Laifu and Li Guihua to squeeze into the room.

"Ke-kun...Ke-kun..."

Wang Zhujun, who was extremely weak, opened his mouth slightly.

"Daughter! My poor daughter!"

Seeing the blood all over the room, and seeing Wang Zhujun lying on the bed with a pale and bloodless face, who was struggling to speak, Wang immediately burst into tears.

She rushed to Wang Zhujun's bed, reached out and grabbed her hand, "Girl, mother is here, mother is here, you will be fine, you will be fine."

However, as if Wang Zhujun didn't hear her words, the little hand held by her still pointed at Meng Kejun, "Ke Jun...Ke Jun..."

The slightly opened mouth was still weakly calling Meng Kejun's name.

"Sister Zhujun, I'm here, I'm here!" Meng Kejun hurried to Wang Zhujun's side.

Wang Zhujun looked at the ceiling with blank eyes, with his mouth slightly open, only his tongue was moving slightly, making a small sound.

"My child... let me see the child..."

"Miss Zhu Jun, take a good rest, the child is asleep! Let's not disturb his sleep!"

Meng Kejun grabbed Wang Zhujun's hand and tried to comfort her.

"Let me take a look... just let me take a look..."

Already exhausted and weak to the extreme, his eyelids were about to close, but Wang Zhujun still held on, wanting to take one last look at the child.

"Sister Zhu, the child is asleep, so you should have a good night's sleep too. Let's look for him in our dreams, and meet him in our dreams."

"Dream...dream..."

After Wang Zhujun murmured twice following Meng Kejun's words, his heavy eyelids slowly closed.

"Mr. Bamboo! Mr. Bamboo!"

Wang Shi, who originally wanted to say a few words of heartfelt words to Wang Zhujun at this time, saw that Wang Zhujun closed her eyes heavily, and immediately took her hand and began to cry.

As soon as Mrs. Wang cried, Wang Zhujun who had just closed his eyes immediately frowned.

Seeing this, Meng Kejun immediately pulled up Mrs. Wang who was lying on Wang Zhujun's bed.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang! Now is not the time for us to cry, Miss Zhu needs to rest well."

"But……"

Wang Shi didn't want to get up, she was really afraid that Wang Zhujun would have another accident.

"Okay, it's inconvenient for you to be here all the time. There are still many things that need to be done by Mrs. Bai, and old doctor Bai has to come to check the pulse and prescribe medicine. Didn't you just add trouble to them by crying all the time?"

Hearing what Meng Kejun said, Mrs. Wang was really afraid that she would cause trouble here, so she immediately got up and walked to the door of the room with Meng Kejun.

Mrs. Wen, who was guarding the door, called her in. Before closing the door, Meng Kejun and Dong Qingfeng, who was outside the door, looked at each other. His body and hands were still stained with Wang Zhujun's blood.

After gesturing to him, Dong Qingfeng immediately looked at himself knowingly, and he immediately gestured with his hand to indicate that he should go back and change his clothes first.

After Mrs. Wen finished the rest of the work, scrubbed Wang Zhujun's body, and cleaned up the room, Meng Kejun invited the old doctor Bai who had been standing outside the door all the time.

After taking Wang Zhujun's pulse, the old doctor Bai nodded in satisfaction. Wang Zhujun's life really slipped through the fingers of King Yan.

While sitting at the table and prescribing the medicine, Old Doctor Bai couldn't help but look up at Meng Kejun who was drenched in front of him. Now that he saw this girl, he liked it more and more, and regretted it more and more in his heart.

Such a good girl, if I hadn't stopped her from being with Yuchen back then, wouldn't she have become my daughter-in-law now?

But now that the matter has been settled, it is useless to regret it.

Shaking his head helplessly, old doctor Bai could only continue to lower his head and continue to prescribe medicine.

Although the room was tidy and tidy, there was still a faint smell of blood in the air. Meng Kejun immediately waved to the little maid next to him.

"You two, go to the yard and bring some pots of chrysanthemums in, and smell them carefully, the more fragrant the better."

"okay!"

The two little maids who took the order rushed out of the room immediately.

(End of this chapter)