"Yes." Cheng Huanchong agreed: "Invite him to come immediately."
Xue Yang explained: "My eldest brother gave our mother some medicine, and it was probably a soothing medicine. My mother has been drowsy and asleep since taking it."
Lin Qingzhi guessed: "Auntie was not only frightened, but also excessively sad."
Cheng Huanchong frowned and said in a low voice: "Not to mention mom, when Brother Tietou and I saw it... we were also extremely uncomfortable, and our hearts couldn't bear it."
Lin Qingzhi squeezed his shoulder as a silent comfort.
"The most important thing right now is to help Duoduo survive this difficult moment. Auntie, she is a strong mother. For Brother Duoduo, she will get better."
"Brother Tietou is accompanying him." Cheng Huanchong explained: "I went back to where they lived earlier and planned to pack some clothes for the child."
Xue Yang gave a puzzled expression and asked: "Don't you have to buy the kind made with paper... the kind that is burned?"
Cheng Huanchong shook his head blankly: "I don't know...it was Brother Duoduo's decision. He said that the child was too cold in the water, so he had to prepare more clothes for him."
Xue Yang scratched his head and muttered: "I don't understand either...but that doesn't seem to be the case."
Lin Qingzhi glanced at Cheng Huanchong and explained: "You can't blame Lao San for this. He has never been exposed to such things. According to the old tradition, there is no funeral for a child who dies at an early age."
"That's right." Xue Yang hesitated: "We don't understand this... Brother Duoduo is the father, he makes the decision. He can do whatever he wants."
Lin Qing subconsciously looked at the door and whispered: "Let's discuss it carefully when Auntie wakes up."
"I don't think so." Xue Yang curled his lips: "The Tong family seems to be quite complicated. They must do whatever they want. If they can keep pace with Brother Duoduo, then we can do it. If not, if there is a need to make a fuss, we will go there.
Help Brother Duoduo."
Cheng Huanchong glanced at him and said: "Everyone's mood is complicated enough, so don't add to the confusion."
Xue Yang couldn't help but ask: "Did Brother Duoduo say anything?"
Cheng Huanchong shook his head: "He didn't say anything. He rarely spoke and remained motionless. His mood was extremely bad. Brother Tietou and I have discussed it and let the child be buried early tomorrow morning. He nodded lightly, and then said nothing
Didn’t say anything.”
"Alas..." Xue Yang sighed sadly.
The three of them returned to the living room and sat down, discussing how to arrange time to spend with Zheng Duoduo next.
"Xinzhi can't be free 24 hours a day, so it's better to call Duoduo back to live in Xinyuan. It's always lively here. For a sad person, loneliness will only make him more sad, and it will be impossible to get rid of grief as soon as possible.
.”
"Okay." Xue Yang nodded: "Anyway, he still lives in the original room, and his clothes and everything are still in it."
Cheng Huanchong suggested: "Maybe take a few days off... and stay with Brother Tietou for a few days."
"No." Lin Qingzhi stopped: "Duoduo is not in the mood to go on vacation or change his life at the moment. He is a person who loves his work very much. If he can go back to work earlier, it may divert his attention, and he will feel better.
"
“Yes, yes.”
Cheng Huanchong had no choice but to give up.
At this time, Xue Yang's cell phone rang.
It turned out that Cheng Huanran called back and asked where Xue Yang was and how her mother was doing.
Xue Yang quickly hung up.
"My eldest brother said that since he can't leave now, he should ask the family doctor to come over. He is worried that our mother may still have a cold and may develop a fever later."
Cheng Huanchong immediately took out his mobile phone to contact.
Half an hour later, the family doctor came, examined Xue Ling, asked carefully what was going on, and then started to prescribe medicine.
"My wife's physical condition has always been good. She was probably just overly sad, not serious."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Xue Yang took the medicine order and hurriedly bought the medicine.
Cheng Huanchong sent the family doctor out.
Lin Qingzhi sat on the sofa and looked out the window silently.
Cheng Huanchong turned around and went back to the house, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and poured a glass himself.
"By the way, is your mother's condition getting better? I'll go over and see her tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"No need." Lin Qingzhi's eyes flashed slightly and he said, "It's just a minor problem, there's no need to bother everyone."
Cheng Huanchong shrugged: "I just went over there and touched my toes. Is Auntie suffering from old age? She has a headache?"
"It's a little heart-wrenching." Lin Qingzhi explained: "Once she encounters a problem that cannot be solved, she will easily suffer from insomnia and fall ill. There are many things in the world that cannot be solved. The only thing that needs to be adjusted is her mentality.
.”
Cheng Huanchong was a little in disbelief: "...Isn't it? Auntie looks indifferent and calm, not at all like the kind of person you said!"
"My mother is also an ordinary person." Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly: "She is not a saint, so she naturally has all kinds of sorrows and worries of ordinary people."
Cheng Huanchong nodded: "That's right. Just like my mother, her mentality is very good among her peers. But she can't bear it, and there will always be all kinds of unexpected sorrows and worries in life."
"As long as there are people, these are indispensable." Lin Qingzhi said calmly: "The only way is to adjust your mentality and face it bit by bit."
Cheng Huanchong put down his cup and rested his chin on his arm.
"What about you? Do you have any worries or worries now?"
Lin Qingzhi's eyes were filled with doting and he asked, "What do you think?"
"Of course." Cheng Huanchong curled his lips: "You are also an ordinary person, and you are inevitably vulgar."
Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly and replied: "Definitely, more or less. If you put it in your heart, it will be sad. If you don't let it go, maybe it won't be the case."
"Have you let him go?" Cheng Huanchong looked at him sideways.
Lin Qingzhi looked at his shining eyes and couldn't help but feel secretly moved.
He chuckled and reached out to stroke his head.
“Only the people or things you care about should be trusted.”
Cheng Huanchong glared at him and hummed: "Please change the subject! Are you hiding something from me? Is your mother really okay?"
"It's nothing serious." Lin Qingzhi said truthfully: "She just has some insomnia and depression. It's not a serious illness. She can just take care of herself. There are too many things here. Auntie fell ill again. You should take care of the family.
.I just...I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a bad feeling lately.”
"Don't." Cheng Huanchong smiled bitterly as if he was tired: "It's bad enough now!"
Lin Qingzhi pursed his lips and said, "Maybe it's because I've been too leisurely lately. I'm used to being busy, but suddenly I've been idle for too long, and I feel panicked."
Cheng Huanchong patted his chest and laughed: "Why are you panicking? Mr. Qing, you will also be anxious about not working and having no money to spend? Huh?"
Lin Qingzhi looked at him fondly and replied: "If you don't really care, you won't panic. Maybe you are just bored and feel easily confused."