Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"Xiao Pei."

Pei Jinchen looked at the middle-aged man who came out to dry the herbs and nodded slightly: "Second Uncle Qiao."

Uncle Qiao: "The medicine you want has been prepared."

At this time, Aunt Qiao came out with a bag of medicine in her hand.

"Xiao Pei, your medicine."

"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao, thank you very much."

Pei Jinchen took it and thanked him.

"Your mother has had a hard time these years. She contracted this disease and is half dead. Fortunately, you are here. She is in much better spirits these days. But... alas, her body is already depleted and can't be recovered." Aunt Qiao said, shaking her head.

She calmed herself down and continued, "Second Aunt is not meddling in other people's business. Second Aunt knows that you, Xiao Pei, have a knot in your heart that you can't get over..."

Uncle Qiao patted his wife, cleared his throat, and signaled Aunt Qiao with a frantic look to stop talking.

"Old man, is your throat uncomfortable?" Aunt Qiao looked at Uncle Qiao, the worry in her eyes was visible to the naked eye.

Uncle Qiao: “…”

"Can't you just hope for my own good?" Uncle Qiao said helplessly.

"Why shouldn't I be looking forward to your recovery? Old man, let's talk it out."

As Aunt Qiao spoke, she put her hands on her hips and approached Uncle Qiao.

Uncle Qiao looked at his wife like this, touched his nose, and smiled awkwardly:

"Wife, please give me some face. Xiao Pei is still here."

As he spoke, Uncle Qiao took Aunt Qiao's hand and smiled at Pei Jinchen embarrassedly.

Pei Jinchen nodded and smiled.

Aunt Qiao: "I know, I know what's going on. I'll deal with you later!"

Aunt Qiao hit Uncle Qiao lightly, then turned to look at Pei Jinchen with a smile on her face:

"Xiao Pei, you will encounter many obstacles in your life, just overcome them. Auntie hopes you won't have any regrets."

Pei Jinchen knew what Second Aunt Qiao was talking about.

He did feel resentful in the past few years, but he blamed himself more, the self who escaped, the young and ignorant self who could only watch his mother sink into the quagmire.

But now... he just wanted to send her off properly and spend the last moments with her.

Pei Jinchen nodded gently and responded: "Well, thank you, Second Aunt."

After saying that, Pei Jinchen said goodbye to Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao and went back with the medicine bag.

Pei Jinchen knew that Second Uncle Qiao and Second Aunt Qiao had a very good relationship. Second Uncle Qiao was a doctor, a resident physician at Baicaotang, the largest pharmacy in Jingzhou.

Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao are childhood sweethearts. They are in love with each other and are a perfect match made in heaven. They are the type who are willing to fight and be beaten at the same time. They have been supporting each other for more than 30 years.

Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao were kind-hearted and took good care of Pei Jinchen and his mother.

Chen Shiyue has been living alone these years. Although other neighbors would gossip about her, Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao did not gossip about her behind her back. Instead, they were extremely sympathetic and compassionate to Chen Shiyue, helping and persuading her from time to time.

Pei Jinchen learned all of this and kept it in mind, reporting it back bit by bit.

This autumn, Chen Shiyue did not wait after all, she died in this scorching summer.

When she went there, her face was rosy and she looked full of life. She looked much better than the skinny look she had more than two months ago.

That day, Chen Shiyue wore the crimson embroidered cheongsam for the first time, put on some delicate makeup, and walked in the yard for a long time.

He was just pushing a wheelchair.

There are many flowers and plants planted in front of the courtyard, and they are well maintained. Compared with the previous desolation and decay, it has more vitality.

But people will eventually die, it's just a matter of time. She didn't feel fear, just regret.

He had not seen his son get married and have children, nor had he seen his son find someone to spend his life with... That afternoon, when the sun was about to set, Chen Shiyue, who had been full of energy, suddenly became listless and slowly returned to the bed. He looked much more haggard, as if all his strength had been drained away.

But it is much better than it was more than two months ago.

Pei Jinchen seemed to have sensed something, so he sat down on the bed and chatted with Chen Shiyue.

Chen Shiyue looked at the daisies on the bedside. The flowers had withered, leaving only the thick and symmetrical stems and lush green leaves.

After looking for a while, Chen Shiyue turned her eyes to Pei Jinchen with difficulty: "Jue'er."

Pei Jinchen responded: "Yeah."

Chen Shiyue's eyes were complicated. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything. Instead, she asked Pei Jinchen to pour her a glass of water.

Pei Jinchen poured a glass of water and handed it to Chen Shiyue.

Chen Shiyue took it, smiled and drank the water bit by bit, then put it down and glanced at the pot of daisies casually: "The daisy is gone, but the person is still here. Jue'er, you took good care of this pot of flowers."