Yuan Mingzhu went to the magistrate and met Meiniang.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard that the milk was sick, so I came to have a look. How about the milk?"

"You don't know what's wrong this time. You always fall asleep all day. When you wake up, your brain is not very clear. But your third uncle said that the situation is much better now than some time ago. "

"How can you suddenly get so sick?"

Meiniang shook her head.

Yuan Mingzhu thought about it and told Jiangcheng to ask the doctor to come to Jiren hall.

"No need." Yuan Qingcai came over: "Niang, it's an old problem. Over the years, she won't let me tell you. Every once in a while, she will get sick. After that time, she will be OK. Over the past year, I have invited many people to see my mother, and they all said that there is no way. "

Yuan Mingzhu was stunned when she heard this.

It sounds like Alzheimer's to her.

But as far as she knows, when Alzheimer's gets sick, most of them keep walking when they get sick, and they're not always in a coma like her?

"Anyway, please come and have a look."

Hearing this, Yuan Qingcai looked a little unhappy: "Mingzhu, do you not believe what the third uncle said? Is it difficult for me to do that, or do I deliberately harm my mother? "

"Uncle, that's not what I mean. I just - forget it, the third uncle will not harm the milk. " Yuan Mingzhu no longer insisted: "I went into the house to see the milk."

Yuan Mingzhu said, pulling the small vegetable bag and walking towards the house.

"Sister-in-law, was my tone too heavy?" Yuan Qingcai's eyes showed a trace of apology: "I didn't mean to say those words. It's just that I've experienced too many disappointments for more than a year. I --"

"Don't worry, pearl won't care."

"Well." Yuan Qingcai nodded: "my sister-in-law helps to take care of Mingzhu. I have something else to do, so I won't stay any more."

Yuan Qingcai's words fell and he turned to leave.

Meiniang looked at the figure he left and gave a light smile. She felt that her tension during this period of time was ridiculous.

He should have put things down.

Meiniang didn't think about it any more, and she went into the house.

After seeing Jiang, Yuan Mingzhu talked with Meiniang.

"Hasn't Dabao come back yet?"

"I came back yesterday. I planned to accompany me to see you today, but I received an urgent letter this morning. I was afraid that something might happen to Xiaobao, so I rushed to see you."

Meiniang sighed: "he is not easy either."

"Mother, don't worry about that. Although uncle Wei is not here now, we are still with you. In the future, you will be waiting for happiness. "

"You Mei Niang smiles.

They talked for a while, and the servant girl came to pass the message: "madam, the old lady is awake."

Yuan Mingzhu frowned slightly at the address of the servant girl. With a smile, she thought more.

Two people into the house, Yuan Qingcai has come, they walk past, see him a face disappointed to stand beside the bed.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and saw them, "I thought my mother would be OK when she woke up this time. Who would have expected that my mother would sleep again before I had a word with her."

Yuan Mingzhu looked at the bed, and Jiang fell asleep again.

"Don't worry, uncle. The milkman has her own way. She is always healthy."

"I hope so." Yuan Qingcai sighed: "a few days ago, she always told me that she always thought back on the days when my father was still there. I was only afraid of --"

Yuan Qingcai couldn't speak any more. His eyes seemed to twinkle. He sighed and turned to leave

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