Hearing this, Ling Yun's heart tightened, his heart beat faster, and he held his hand tightly with his backhand.
He frowned, stared at Old Uncle Zhou solemnly, and said, "Grandpa Zhou, what happened? Why are you so anxious?"
"Boys from the Ling family, let's go quickly. We talked as we walked along the road." Old man Zhou was walking in a hurry and kept urging, as if he was in a hurry.
"Grandpa Zhou, please wait for me here for a while. I'll ask for leave from the academy first." Upon hearing this, Ling Yun knew that something big had happened. He said this, turned around and ran towards the academy.
Ling Yun was as fast as a rabbit and disappeared in a flash.
"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang." Before he reached the position of the person in charge of the academy, Ling Yun was so anxious that he shouted to him.
"Why did Mr. Ling come here at this hour?" Zhang Wenquan was very abrupt about Ling Yun's arrival. Logically speaking, Ling Yun should be in class at this hour, so why did he come back here to find him?
"Grandpa Zhang, someone is here. They say something happened at home. I'm here to say hello to you." Ling Yun was so anxious that he didn't care about other etiquette. He simply saluted and hurriedly explained his purpose.
"Oh, okay, I'll say hello to your wives later, so you can go without any worries!" Hearing Ling Yun's irritable words, he thought that something urgent must have happened at home and he had to go back, so he agreed without thinking too much.
Got him.
"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang." He felt relieved when Zhang Wenquan agreed.
He bowed his hands and saluted, turned his head and ran towards the door again.
It was as if he had stepped on the wind, and there was wind on his feet. Zhang Wenquan blinked and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
If it weren't for the cool breeze in the air, he would have thought he was dazzled.
"Grandpa Zhou, let's go quickly." Arriving at the gate of the academy again, Tian Lingyun in March was sweating profusely and panting and said in a deep voice to Uncle Zhou.
When Old Uncle Zhou saw it was him, he didn't hesitate to talk nonsense. He was half a century old and walked quickly, and soon he came to the oxcart.
"Yes" Mr. Zhou waved his whip to drive the bullock cart, and hit the cow's buttocks with the whip. The buffalo screamed in pain and bumped onto the road.
Ling Yun's face became more solemn. He had ridden in Old Man Zhou's bullock cart countless times in the past, but he had never seen him willing to whip the buffalo once. He regarded it as a precious buffalo.
Silently Lingyun couldn't hold back the restlessness in her heart and asked in a deep voice, her face looking a little pale, "Grandpa Zhou, could it be that something big has happened to the boy's family?"
When Uncle Zhou heard this, he opened his mouth and closed it again. For a moment, Ling Yun was extremely panicked.
"Grandpa Zhou, just tell me! Tell me sooner or later, I have to know!" Seeing his silence, Ling Yun continued to speak.
"Hey!" Old Uncle Zhou sighed heavily. Ling Yun felt extremely heavy and restless.
"Boy Ling, don't be anxious. Let's talk about it when we get home first!" Old Uncle Zhou pursed his lips, leaving a gash on his chapped lips. In the end, he still didn't tell him the cause and effect.
Ling Yun was helpless, with an extremely heavy heart and uneasiness.
About an hour later, Uncle Zhou drove his ox cart slowly into the entrance of Guangping Village. This time was almost half an hour faster than usual.
As soon as he entered the village entrance, Ling Yun couldn't wait to jump out of the ox cart, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, returning home like an arrow.
"Boss Ling, why are you down here?" Seeing him jumping out of the car, Mr. Zhou hurriedly stopped the cart.
Fortunately, this cart was an ox cart, so it was not very fast, and Ling Yun was not tripped by it. If it were a horse cart, Ling Yun would not be so lucky.
Ling Yun was still frightened and said that he should stop before getting off the car next time, otherwise he was really afraid of accidentally falling to the ground.
"Grandpa Zhou, I'll run back." Ling Yun jumped off the bullock cart and did not stop, but moved forward bravely like an arrow leaving the string.
"Slow down..." Ling Yun ran ahead, and Uncle Zhou's worried words came from afar.
After returning home, Ling Yun hurriedly opened the door and walked in.
Ling Yun was quiet at this time, without the laughter and laughter of the past.
"Brother is back, brother is back, brother mother..." The moment Wu Wa saw Ling Yun, she immediately shouted loudly.
"Where?" Yang suddenly said in the room, her voice a little hoarse.
Yang suddenly walked out of the door. Ling Yun saw that she was not as energetic as before, with a look of exhaustion on her face.
Ling Yun felt heartbroken and ran over to hug her, "Mom, did something happen at home?"
"Son, just come back. Just come back. Go and see your dad." Yang touched Ling Yun's head and sobbed softly.
"Mom, what's wrong with dad? Did something happen?" Ling Yun looked up at his mother with tears on her face.
"It's okay, you go in and take a look first." Yang quickly covered her mouth, trying not to cry.
Ling Yun couldn't help but panic.
When he entered the door, he saw Ling Daren lying quietly on the bed, his face pale and motionless.
Ling Yun seemed to realize something, his breathing became heavier, and he stumbled in.
These two steps alone felt extremely far to Ling Yun, and he shook his head in disbelief, not believing it at all.
He was still a good person when he went to the academy, but now he was lying motionless and quietly on the bed, seeing how accepting he was.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Ling Yun suppressed the sadness in his heart, gently picked up his father's bloodless hand and put it on his face.
The person lying on the bed seemed to be aware of his arrival, and struggled to open his eyes. When he saw it was him, he tried his best to open his mouth, but there were only a few "Ahhh" sounds.
"Dad, the baby is here, the baby is here." Feeling his father's abnormality, Ling choked with sobs.
Then he gently stroked Ling Daren's chest and comforted softly, "Dad, don't move, lie down, it will get better, don't worry."
Ling Daren struggled and opened his mouth. In an instant, tears filled his eyes and slowly overflowed from his eyes.
"Dad, don't cry. Don't worry, your child is here and everything will be fine." Ling Yun tried to hold back tears.
At this time, Mr. Yang was leaning against the door, with tears streaming down his face. Everyone also looked at him quietly with tears in their eyes.
Ling Yun looked over and pretended to be firm, "Don't worry, dad will get better. Everything will be fine."
Ling Yun's words seemed to give them a tranquilizer, and they couldn't help but feel a little more at ease.
Ling Yun didn't know why his father was like this. He was eager to know the cause and effect and looked at everyone.
The whole place was silent...
"Grandpa, daddy, how could he be like this?"
"Grandson, your father..." Ling Dashan opened his mouth, sighed heavily, and hesitated.
"Hey! Your father's life is miserable!" Grandpa looked up to the sky with tears streaming down his face and sighed.
It turned out that his father and the people in the village were chasing and intercepting a wild boar on another mountain not far from the back mountain.
Unexpectedly, it was drizzling that day, and while Ling Dashan was running, he accidentally tripped over a stone and fell.
Ling Daren stumbled over it, and the muddy road under his feet made him slip out. Unexpectedly, there was a steep cliff on the other side.
Just like that, Ling Daren rolled down to the bottom of the mountain. When he stopped, a large falling stone pinned him down.
The villagers noticed something was wrong and saw Ling Daren rolling down the cliff from a distance, and immediately stopped capturing him.
When they came to the foot of the mountain, Ling Daren had already fainted.
Together they pried the stone apart and hurriedly sent it back to the Ling family.
[Author's digression]: The turning point is here, did you guess it? Hehe!!!
