Chapter 63 He Is No Longer His Mother's Favorite Eldest Son Part Three
Chapter 63 He is no longer his mother’s favorite eldest son (third update)
Zhao Jianting nodded: "Okay."
Wang Guihua wanted to say something else, but Zhao Jianting shook his head at him.
Zhao Jing closed the door as soon as she sent them out.
On the way back, Zhao Huaiguo had a doubt in his mind, how did Zhao Jingyi know about this matter, and it seemed that he knew it very early, so it was not surprising at all.
Judging from the way she looked and what she said just now, the reason why she was so angry today was because he contacted the people above.
Could it be that my great aunt recovered her memory? Did she tell Zhao Jingyi about this?
Seeing Zhao Huaiguo's worried face, Wang Guihua thought he was thinking of something else and hit him hard on the arm.
"Hiss..." Just as he was thinking about this, he was suddenly slapped on the arm, which happened to hit the wound. Zhao Huaiguo felt pain subconsciously and couldn't help but take a breath.
Turning around and seeing his mother looking at him fiercely, Zhao Huaiguo said helplessly: "Mom, why are you hitting me?"
Wang Guihua stared at him fiercely and said, "What are you holding back? Why did I give birth to such a thing like you?"
Zhao Huaiguo was helpless. This was the thirty-fourth time he heard his mother say, 'Why did I give birth to such a thing as you?'
"Mom, I really don't, can't you not miss your son so much?"
Wang Guihua snorted and said, "I don't believe it. Let me tell you, if you let me know what bad things you are holding back, I will ask your father to break your legs. What a terrible thing."
He cursed and walked forward quickly, leaving Zhao Huaiguo alone, already beginning to have some self-doubt.
He is no longer his mother's favorite eldest son.
Early the next morning.
Someone knocked on the door again, and they were very anxious.
Zhao Jing sat up in a daze, rubbed her eyes, climbed down from the kang, took the coat on the bed and put it on, put on her shoes and went to open the door.
When she opened the door, she saw Zhao Xiaoya's eyes were red.
Zhao Jing quickly asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Hearing Zhao Jingyi's voice, Zhao Xiaoya couldn't hold back anymore, and her tears poured out like water that had been simmering for a long time.
"Grandma, grandpa is sick. Xiaoya wants to take grandpa to the hospital. Can you help Xiaoya?"
Zhao Jing's heart suddenly skipped a beat when she heard this one by one. While locking the door, she comforted Zhao Xiaoya and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look. You go to the captain and ask him to ask your military brother to harness the ox cart. We'll take you there."
Grandpa goes to the hospital."
Zhao Xiaoya wiped her tears and nodded vigorously after hearing this, and ran to the captain's house.
Zhao Jing locked the door and walked to the end of the village, feeling a little heavy in her heart.
Passing by A Qing's house, A Qing's wife was picking vegetables in her private plot.
Seeing Zhao Jing ask, "Auntie, where are you going this early in the morning?"
Zhao Jing stopped, looked at her and asked, "Is A Qing at home?"
Ah Qing's wife nodded, a little confused: "What's wrong with my great-aunt at home? What do you want from Ah Qing?"
Zhao Jing nodded and briefly explained the situation. She said to her: "Call him out and follow me to your uncle's house at the end of the village. He is sick. Xiaoya is very anxious."
Ah Qing's wife quickly responded: "I'll call him right away."
Zhao Jing nodded: "Then I'll go over first and won't wait for him."
After saying that, he left.
When we drove to Zhao Xiaoya's house, we found that the old man's breath was very weak.
Zhao Jing quickly took out a small cup of medicinal spring water from the space and fed it to the old man bit by bit.
After taking the medicinal spring water, the old man's breath and complexion became better.
Hearing footsteps outside, Zhao Jing quickly put away the cup.
The old man lying on the kang coughed and slowly woke up.
Not surprised to see Zhao Jingyi, he weakly shouted: "Gu."
Zhao Jing's nose suddenly felt a little sore. Seeing him like this, she knew that the medicinal spring water could not save him.
"Hey, are you feeling better?"
Zhao Changlong smiled weakly and comforted: "It's much better, don't worry."
A Qing walked in and saw his uncle and Zhao Jingyi who were too sick to get up.
Concernedly asked: "Auntie, how is your uncle?"
Zhao Jing looked at him and said, "It's not very good. Come and carry him to the hospital."
Zhao Changlong struggled to move his skinny hands: "No need to go to the hospital, my time is up."
When Zhao Jing heard what he said, her eyes became hot, and she said unhappily: "You are talking nonsense, go to the hospital and we will cure the disease. You don't have to worry about the medical expenses. With me, Xiaoya hasn't grown up yet, can you bear it?"
, you haven’t seen her get married and have children.”
Ah Qing also felt bad. The old man's eyes were red: "That's right, uncle, you can't bear to leave Xiaoya alone."
Zhao Changlong grabbed Zhao Jingyi's hand and suddenly coughed violently. After a while, he stopped. His eyes were a little broken and he said that the cough just now took away a lot of his energy.
"I know that my body is just hanging on for a breath now. I don't trust this child, Xiaoya, to anyone. Sister, can you help me take care of that child?"
As soon as Zhao Jing saw him like this, the sorrow of separation and death came to her heart, and tears fell from her eyes: "Let's go to the hospital and take good care of him."
Zhao Changlong grabbed Zhao Jingyi's hand and asked: "Gu, can it be done?"
Before Zhao Jingyi could speak, Zhao Xiaoya and Zhao Jianting came in from outside.
Zhao Xiaoya ran in and came to the edge of the kang. A series of tears fell from her eyes: "Grandpa, the captain's uncle is here and is here to take you to the hospital."
The only thing Zhao Changlong couldn't let go of was his granddaughter Zhao Xiaoya. Hearing her voice, his cloudy eyes filled with tears: "Xiaoya, grandpa doesn't have much time. You must be obedient in the future and listen to your aunt."
If you want to breastfeed, don’t be naughty.”
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head and her voice became hoarse from crying: "Grandpa, Xiaoya only wants grandpa. Let's go to the hospital to see a doctor. The doctor will definitely cure grandpa."
When Zhao Jing saw that his face had turned blue and the warmth in his hands was gone, she closed her eyes sadly, letting tears fall from her eyes, and spoke with difficulty.
"I promise you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Changlong let go of Zhao Jingyi's hand, slowly closed his eyes, and slept forever with a peaceful look on his face.
The two elders, Ah Qing and Zhao Jianting, also shed tears.
Zhao Jianting wiped his tears and went out to ask the villagers to arrange Zhao Changlong's funeral arrangements.
The most uncomfortable thing was Zhao Xiaoya, who was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe. She kept holding her grandfather's hand and shouting one after another.
Zhao Jingyi was also very sad. She stayed with Zhao Xiaoya silently and did not comfort her, because no one understood the grief and grief after the death of a loved one better than her.
No matter how much comfort or words, it will be a kind of harm to her who has lost her loved one.
Silent companionship is the best comfort.
Zhao Jing put the quilt on Zhao Changlong and covered his head.
He held Zhao Xiaoya in his arms and patted her back gently to comfort her.
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