The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

The Tang family's old house has been empty all the time. Lu Chaoyun comes to clean it from time to time. She is also looking forward to her daughter and her family coming back, so she has been taking good care of them.

Jiang Muxia lived in Suanzao County for more than a month and returned to the capital before the weather turned completely cold.

When Xu Da, Jiang Hongxin, Fu Zi and others saw her off this time, for some reason, Fu Zi cried uncontrollably, as if it was the last time they would see each other in this life.

Jiang Muxia helped him wipe away his tears, and said to his wife beside him with a smile: "Look at your husband, he loves to cry just like when he was a child. What's the matter, do you still want me to coax you with candy?"

Everyone burst into laughter, but Fuzi remained calm and said, "I just can't bear to leave my sister."

"All good things must come to an end. Go back and we'll see you again if we're lucky."

In the early winter of the tenth year of Tianzheng, Jiang Muxia, who was already 50 years old, fell ill without any warning and became increasingly weaker day by day.

Tang Zhongbai, who had been promoted to the Minister of Justice, put aside his official duties and stayed by his wife's bedside day and night.

She didn't wake up for two days, so Tang Zhongbai sent someone to Maoye Zhuangzi to invite Chu Ruo over.

After Chu Ruo took her pulse, his face became heavy and he kept shaking his head.

Tang Zhongbai asked anxiously, "Uncle, what's wrong with her body?"

Chu Ruo pondered for a moment before saying, "Her organs are failing and she doesn't have much time left. Let's arrange her funeral as soon as possible."

"Impossible." Tang Zhongbai was stunned on the spot, pulling Chu Ruo to ask him to check her pulse again, "Please check her pulse again, I don't believe she suddenly became like this."

Zhang Yi stepped forward and pulled apart the two people who were shaking so hard that they couldn't walk. After hearing what Chu Ruo said, he concluded that she was poisoned and wanted to take her pulse.

"Let me do it."

Zhang Yi, with gray hair, frowned when he put his finger on Jiang Muxia's pulse.

There was no sign of poisoning, just normal physical failure due to age.

But she was only fifty years old, and her health was not as good as his, a seventy-year-old man? How could it be? Zhang Yi was puzzled.

When Tang Zhongbai saw his expression, the glimmer of hope he had held on to suddenly fell to the bottom.

Qinghong was crying, and Tang Zhongbai slowly walked to the bedside and took her hand.

"You all should go out. Don't let outsiders disturb us these days. I want to accompany him for the last time."

He sent everyone away. Tang Zhongbai stood quietly by the bed, holding her bony hand. Staring at her pale and bloodless hand, he couldn't help but shed tears.

She married him at the age of 17 and gave birth to their first child at the age of 18. Now she is 50 years old. They have been together for 33 years. He thought they could still be together for another 33 years. Why did she suddenly fall down?

He regretted it. Half a year ago, she told him that she was too tired and exhausted.

It was probably at that time that her body began to change. I just thought she was tired from doing housework, so I simply advised her to take a rest if she was tired.

His spotted hands gently stroked her face, "I'm sorry, I ignored you. What should I do if you leave?"

At this time, Jiang Muxia woke up from her dream, "Is it dark? Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Tang Zhongbai was shocked. It was daytime, and the sun was shining brightly outside. Could it be that she couldn't see? He waved his hand in front of her eyes. She looked confused and reached out to touch him randomly.

Tang Zhongbai suppressed his emotions and held her hand tightly. "I'm here, I'm here, wait a minute, I'll light the lamp right away."

Jiang Muxia said with a smile: "You are getting more and more confused as you get older. Why don't you light a lamp when it gets dark?"

"Order, order now."

Tang Zhongbai's hands were shaking, and he didn't light the fire for a long time, but Jiang Muxia couldn't wait any longer.

"Oh, I'm really old. I can't even light a lamp after spending half a day. You take your time. I'll sleep for a while." As she said that, she closed her eyes and fell into sleep again.

Tang Zhongbai covered his mouth and his shoulders shook violently.

When the children heard about their mother's illness, they all rushed back.

Tang Enyue saw her mother, who had become so thin in just a few days, kneeling in front of the bed and crying breathlessly. The eldest son, who was always calm, helped his father, who looked haggard and whose hair had turned white overnight, out of the house and asked him for instructions.

"Father, I'm afraid that Mother...can't make it. I'm going to leave now."

Tang Zhongbai, who had cried until his tears ran dry, sighed, "Prepare an extra pair."

"Father……"

Tang Zhongbai waved his hand and walked towards the house.

A few days ago, I wrote a letter to my relatives in Suanzao County, and Xu Da rushed there with Jiang Muxia's brothers, sisters, and nephews. Now they are all waiting in the front yard of the mansion, waiting to see her for the last time.

At night, Jiang Muxia woke up again, and for some reason her eyes could see the light of day again. Tang Zhongbai became scared, as he thought she was having a last breath.

"You, how do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

She struggled to sit up and said with a smile, "I'm fine. What's wrong with you? Are you busy with official business at the government office? Why do you look so haggard all of a sudden? Your hair..."

Tang Zhongbai hugged her hand and said, "I'm old, how can my hair not be white? You've been sleeping for two days, are you hungry? I'll ask Maidong to make you your favorite sour jujube cake."

"It's already midnight, I won't eat. I'm really getting old, I slept for so long. I can't sleep now, let's talk."

"Okay." Tang Zhongbai tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears, took off his shoes, got on the bed, sat in the quilt and hugged her in his arms.

Jiang Muxia chattered about the thirty-six years from when they met to now when they were in Beijing. She was happy to talk, but Tang Zhongbai felt sad to hear her. He said "hmm" every time she said something.

Suddenly there was a loud clanging sound, which startled Tang Zhongbai.

The window was blown by the wind, blowing off the wooden sticks supporting it, and the window closed suddenly.

"It's windy, and the weather is getting cold. How about we move to the hot spring village!" Jiang Muxia suddenly remembered something and quickly changed her mind, "No, no, the village is too far from the government office. We can go there after you have your day off."

"No, if you want to go, we can go tomorrow."

He has already asked for leave from the emperor, so he does show some consideration.

Jiang Muxia looked at him suspiciously, and he nodded heavily, "You are the most important."

She looked at his burning eyes staring at her, as if she had returned to her youth, and her old face turned red unconsciously.

While Tang Zhongbai was in the house with his old wife reminiscing about the past, Xu Da and Chu Ruo were analyzing her condition in the front yard.

When Xu Da listened to his master telling him the final conclusion after taking his pulse, he pondered for a moment and then expressed his thoughts.

"Tang Si, do you still remember the time you beat up Zhou Shen in the tavern?"

It was a long time ago, and Tang Si took a long time to remember this matter.

He nodded, not understanding what it had to do with his wife's illness.

Xu Da went on to say, "She was paranoid and furious back then. I saw her eyes were bloodshot, so I waited until she calmed down and felt her pulse."

Xu Da had a strange expression on his face, and Chu Ruo took over and asked, "You mean, it's almost the same as my diagnosis?"

"Correct."

Fuzi and Jiang Muyang jumped up from their stools.