"Yes." Cheng Huanchong agreed: "Please ask him to come right away."
Xue Yang explained: "Brother has given our mother medicine, which is probably the medicine to calm the mind. After taking it, my mother has been sleeping in a drowsy and deep sleep."
Lin Qingzhi guessed: "The aunt is not only frightened, but more sorrowful."
Cheng Huanchong frowned and whispered: "Not to mention mom, Brother Tietou and I were so uncomfortable when we saw it... that our heart couldn't stand it."
Lin Qingzhi pinched his shoulders, which was silently soothed.
"The most important thing at the moment is to help Duoduo survive this difficult time. Auntie is a strong mother. For Duoduo, she will get better."
"Brother Tietou is with him." Cheng Huanchong explained: "I went back to their place earlier and planned to pack some clothes for the child."
Xue Yang gave an inexplicable expression and asked: "Don't you... have to buy the kind of paper-made... burnt one?"
Cheng Huanchong shook his head confused: "I don't know... it was Duoduoge who decided. 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 it seems that's not what happened."
Lin Qingzhi glanced at Cheng Huanchong and explained: "The third brother cannot blame this for this matter. He has never been exposed to such things. According to the old tradition, a child who died prematurely cannot hold a funeral."
"That's right." Xue Yang stammered: "We don't understand these things... Duoduoge is his father, so he will make the decision. Do whatever he wants."
Lin Qingzhi subconsciously looked at the door and whispered: "When my aunt wakes up, let's discuss it carefully."
"I don't think it's necessary." Xue Yang curled his lips: "The Tong family seems to be quite complicated. They must do whatever they want. If they can match Duoduoge's pace, they can be consistent. If they can't, they need to make noise and make trouble, so we will go
Help Duodogo.”
Cheng Huanchong glanced at him and said, "The moods are complicated enough, so let's not cause any trouble."
Xue Yang couldn't help asking: "Do you have anything to say?"
Cheng Huanchong shook his head: "I didn't say anything. He rarely spoke, he remained motionless, and was extremely emotional. Brother Tietou and I discussed it and let the child be buried tomorrow morning. He nodded gently, and then everything was gone.
Didn't say it."
"Oh..." Xue Yang sighed with pain.
The three of them returned to the living room and sat down, discussing how to arrange time to accompany Zheng Duoduo next.
"Xinzhi cannot be free for 24 hours a day, so he should call Duoduo back to live in Xinyuan. This place has always been lively. For sad people, loneliness will only make him sad, and it is even more impossible to escape from grief as soon as possible.
.”
"Okay." Xue Yang nodded: "Anyway, he still lives in his original room, and his clothes are still inside."
Cheng Huanchong suggested: "Maybe take a few days off... to stay at Brother Tietou for a few days."
"No." Lin Qingzhi stopped: "Duoduo is not in the mood to go on vacation or live in a different environment. He is a person who loves work very much. If he could go back to work earlier, he might be more distracted.
”
"Yes, yes, yes." Xue Yang couldn't help but agree: "Duoduoge loves work very much, so don't ask for a long leave and let him do what he likes earlier."
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 Xue Yang where he was and how his mother was now.
Xue Yang quickly hung up.
"Brother said that he couldn't leave now, so he would ask the family doctor to come here. He was worried that our mother might have suffered from cold and might have a fever later."
Cheng Huanchong immediately took out his cell phone to contact him.
Half an hour later, the family doctor came, checked Xue Ling, and asked carefully what was going on before prescribing the medicine.
"Mrs. Her physical fitness has always been good, and she is probably just oversad, 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, has your mother been sicker? I'll go over and see her tomorrow or the next day."
"No." Lin Qingzhi's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "It's just a small problem, so there is no need to mobilize the troops."
Cheng Huanchong shrugged: "I just went there and moved my feet. Is my aunt an old problem? A headache?"
"A little bit of heart disease." Lin Qingzhi explained: "Once she encounters problems that cannot be solved, she will easily suffer from insomnia and cannot sleep, and then she will fall ill. There are many things that cannot be solved in the world, and the only thing that needs to be adjusted is her mentality.
.”
Cheng Huanchong was a little disbelief: "...No, right? Auntie looked indifferent and quiet, not like the kind of person you said!"
"My mother is also an ordinary person." Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly: "If you are not a saint, you will naturally have all kinds of sorrows and troubles of ordinary people."
Cheng Huanchong nodded: "That's right. It's like my mother. Her mentality is excellent among her peers. But she can't stand all kinds of unexpected sorrows and worries in life come one after another."
"As long as there are people, these are indispensable." Lin Qingzhi said calmly: "The only way to adjust your mentality and face it bit by bit."
Cheng Huanchong put down his cup and leaned his chin against his arm.
"Where are you? Do you have any worries and worries now?"
Lin Qingzhi's eyes were doting and asked, "What do you think?"
"Of course there is." Cheng Huanchong curled his lips: "You are also an ordinary person, and you are also unavoidable."
Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly and replied: "It must be, more or less. If you keep it in your heart, it will be sad. If you don't let it go, it may not be."
"Have you let it go?" Cheng Huanchong looked at him with a side face.
Lin Qingzhi looked at his shining eyes and his mind couldn't help but move.
He chuckled and reached out to stroke his head.
"Only those who care about people or things you need to be at ease."
Cheng Huanchong glared at him and hummed softly: "Stop talking about the topic! Is there something to hide from me? Your mother is really okay?"
"No big deal." Lin Qingzhi said the truth: "She just had some insomnia and depression. It's not a serious illness, just take care of her slowly. There are too many things here, and the aunt is sick again. You should take care of the family and it's important to pay attention to it.
.I just... for some reason, I always have a bad premonition recently."
"Don't." Cheng Huan Chong smiled bitterly as if he was tired: "It's not good enough now!"
Lin Qingzhi pursed his lips and said, "Maybe I'm too leisurely recently. I've been used to being busy, but suddenly I've been idle for too long, and I feel at a loss."
Cheng Huanchong patted his chest and mocked: "What are you panic? Young Master Qing, you will be anxious, don't have money to spend? Hum?"
Lin Qingzhi looked down on him and replied: "If you don't really care, you won't panic. Maybe you're just bored and feel prone to confusion."