He Yuyu sent the deaf old lady back to the backyard, where Yuhua's mother was looking at Fei Biao.
Now Si Zhu is squatting in the detention center, and a house is vacant in the courtyard.
The deaf old lady occupied Si Zhu's house, so Liu Yuhua took her mother over and lived with him in the deaf old lady's house.
Usually when Liu Yuhua went to work, Yuhua's mother and the deaf old lady would watch He Feibiao together.
"Yuyu, why did you go to the street office to assist in the investigation?" Seeing He Yuyu coming back slightly angry, Yuhua's mother asked curiously.
"It's okay, Auntie, I'm going to work."
Yuhua's mother wanted to ask, but the deaf old lady pulled her and told her not to mind her own business.
Now the deaf old lady has completely understood that if she wants to have a good time in the hospital, she has to pretend to be confused and ignore everything.
He Yuyu came to Yi Zhonghai's door.
I saw Aunt Yi sitting in the room with a sad face, and I felt a little sorry.
I originally wanted to give Yi Zhonghai a hard blow, but now it is too difficult to think about Aunt Yi during this time.
Although Yi Zhonghai has evil intentions, Aunt Yi has never done so.
"Yu Yu, are you here to see your uncle?" Aunt Yi felt a little worried when she saw He Yu Yu coming over angrily.
He Yuyu thought for a while, sighed, and said to Yi Zhonghai who was lying on the hospital bed: "Director Zhao from the street office just held a meeting with the people in the hospital. What you reported is not true, and no one believes it. Director Zhao
Said that if you want to arrest my dad, you have to go to the investigation meeting in person to give evidence."
Aunt Yi was stunned and said: "Yu Yu, what did you say?"
He Yuyu said calmly: "Aunt Yi, I don't know whether that letter was sent by you or someone else. Anyway, the matter is over. I'm not angry. I just want to say it, and his efforts may be in vain."
After saying this, He Yuyu turned around and left, leaving Aunt Yi at a loss.
"Lao Yi, wake up, what did Yu Yu say just now?"
Yi Zhonghai slowly opened his eyes and wanted to shake his head, but he had no strength left.
What He Yuyu said just now was simply a reminder, making his whole body numb and his head dizzy.
He thought Director Zhao was in a meeting and directly showed the anonymous report letter to the people in the hospital.
I thought the sub-district office directly made it clear that I had anonymously reported He Daqing.
If this is the case, doesn’t it mean that the street office is already wishing for his own death? How can he still have the dignity to live?
"You...you...don't ask...I'll take a nap..."
Aunt Yi couldn't figure out why, so she had to cover him with a quilt and close the door.
I was going to go to the backyard to ask the deaf old lady. After all, the deaf old lady had just followed me to the street to do it.
When I asked her in the backyard, the deaf old lady didn't mention anything about the investigation by the street office.
Instead, Aunt Yi was left to chat.
"His first aunt, Zhong Hai is asleep. Don't come in and disturb him. Just sit by the stove and talk. I see you have lost weight these days."
Yuhua's mother also said: "Yes, sister-in-law, you see the weather has suddenly changed. Sit by the stove to keep warm."
Aunt Yi wanted to go back and look at Yi Zhonghai, but when she thought about it, Yi Zhonghai was already asleep. Let him sleep for a while, and don't bother him by opening and closing the door.
The deaf old lady, Yuhua Mama and Aunt Yi looked at He Feibiao and chatted while warming themselves by the fire.
After a while, Aunt Fu Er and Aunt Qi also came.
Everyone enlightened Aunt Yi that she was a good person. People in the hospital knew about it and did not regard her as Yi Zhonghai.
Aunt No. 1 was very moved by this, and we kept chatting until noon without realizing it.
Pitter-patter sleet and snow drifted from the sky, and the wind was as cold as a knife, which hurt people's faces.
When I got home, I saw that Yi Zhonghai was still sleeping soundly.
Aunt Yi made lunch first, and when she brought it to the bed, Yi Zhonghai opened her eyes slightly.
"I'm not hungry, you can eat and I'll sleep some more."
Aunt Yi said sadly: "Lao Yi, why don't you drink the medicine and go to sleep later?"
Yi Zhonghai said: "Don't make me drink the bitter medicine soup anymore. I know what's going on with me. Where is Fengxia? Can you come back today?"
"It will be ten o'clock at night at the earliest, so you should take a nap first and call me when you are hungry. I won't go out in the afternoon."
Yi Zhonghai closed his eyes and stopped talking, and fell asleep in an instant.
In the afternoon, it was frighteningly cold.
The northwest wind kept sounding like a whistle in the courtyard. To Yi Zhonghai, this was a sound that reminded him of his life.
Due to the cloudy weather, it was already dark when I got off work after five o'clock.
After Qin Huairu returned to the hospital, she did not go to Yi Zhonghai's house first, so she would not really care about Yi Zhonghai's condition.
Instead, I started cooking with my mother-in-law and called Aunt Yi over.
On the surface, he didn't want to leave Aunt Yi behind and asked her to come and eat with her at home. But in fact, he didn't want to go to Donghu to serve Yi Zhonghai.
It was too cold in the courtyard. No one went out to visit at night, and everyone stayed at home after dinner.
Lin Zhen dismantled the old bicycle at home, planning to go to the repair shop tomorrow to buy a front wheel and quickly transform it into a pedal tricycle.
Seeing his enthusiasm for demolition, Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but curiously asked: "Don't you care about Yi Zhonghai behind you? He's been in trouble these days. You see, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply today, and there was still sleet at noon. It keeps going down.
The northwest wind is blowing, making it cold and dry. A good old man and old lady can't bear it, let alone a seriously ill old man."
Lin Zhen shook his head helplessly and said: "Since he was angry and had a stroke in the detention center last time, his anger has ended. What can I do if I don't care? I rode my bicycle to the train station to pick up Fengxia at nine o'clock. He
It's over now, what I should care about is Aunt Yi and Fengxia."
At nine o'clock, Lin Zhen went to the middle courtyard before going out.
Aunt One was sobbing in the room. Qin Huairu was sitting next to her and admonishing her, "Okay, Aunt One, please stop crying. It will be uncomfortable for Uncle One to hear you."
The second aunt and Mrs. Jia Zhang were also advising: "Okay, first aunt, you have to take care of your own health."
Lin Zhen frowned and asked hurriedly: "Aunt Yi, what's wrong?"
"Lao Yi didn't take his medicine at noon and afternoon. Now his hands and feet are so cold that he can't even heat them on the stove."
Lin Zhen hurriedly entered the room and saw that Yi Zhonghai's energy and energy had been completely exhausted, and he was hanging with only one breath left.
There is no way to save him.
Lin Zhen said: "Uncle Yi, I will pick up Fengxia at the train station and try to be back within an hour and a half. Do you have anything you want me to bring to Fengxia?"
Lin Zhen's words couldn't be more obvious, meaning that it would be difficult for him to hold on for another hour and a half.
If you have anything to say to You Fengxia, I can convey it to you.
Yi Zhonghai opened his eyes and looked weakly at the people in the room.
Weiwei said: "Tell her... I have always... regarded her as my daughter. She has been away these days. Thanks, thanks to Huai Ru, for taking care of me and letting her... don't care about Banggeng, Dongxu, Dong
Xu is her brother...I am gone, Huairu is her...her sister-in-law..."
Qin Huairu hurriedly said: "Uncle Yi, please stop saying a few words and you can see Fengxia after a break."
Yi Zhonghai ignored it and continued: "Huai Ru... From now on, when I am no longer here, Fengxia and his wife will leave it to you to take care of them... If Fengxia gets married in the future, wait until she gets older...
Let him bring his wife... into this house, and no one can snatch her away from you."
Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat, thinking to herself, Uncle Yi, are you trying to trick me?
You have already made your will quietly, and you are still saying this in front of Lin Zhen. Are you retaliating against me?
Even if I forced you to sign a will, I have really been serving you like a urinal these past few days.
You can't kill the donkey. If you want to return to the west, just push me on the stage to fight with Lin Zhen.