Sad reminder Xiaobai

The person on the bed still didn't respond, except that his fingers stayed in front of his nose for a long time, so that he could feel some breath.

"Aunt Zhou, I, I'll invite Dr. Fu to come over, and I will definitely find a solution."

Liang Nuo got up in a hurry, but her arm was held by her mother, who shook her head and said with red eyes

"It's useless, it's useless, Doctor Fu has been here all these days."

"It's still today, Doctor Fu said, if Ah Ji hasn't eaten a drop of rice or water within three days, then, let's make preparations and let the matter go."

The hope that had just been ignited in Liang Nuo's heart was blown out just like that.

Gently holding her hand in the quilt with his palm, he sat aside with his head bowed, looking at her face carefully, the tears that fell unconsciously wet the corner of the hanging sleeve.

"Aunt Zhou, then, what should we do?"

Liang Nuo asked helplessly.

Her mother wiped her tears and said, "Now I really have nothing to do."

Xiao Mu, who ran in from the outside, stood beside A Niang, glanced at Liang Nuo, approached, lay on the side of the bed, tilted his head, and asked

"Aniang, sister, why are you still awake?"

Her mother stretched out her arms to hold Xiaomu, and said soothingly

"Xiao Mu is good, sister, I'm sick, go outside to play, don't disturb sister."

"Well, I see, Ma'am."

"I went to the kitchen to cook some hot porridge. Liang Nuo came early in the morning, so he didn't eat anything."

Liang Nuo watched her mother leave the back room, a group of people outside the room were talking in a mess, Liang Nuo didn't even bother to listen.

Slightly let go of the palm that had been holding her, but her hand was still cold.

But her forehead was sweating again, and she reached out to brush her wet hair, and picked up the washbasin and handkerchief placed aside.

Wringing out the water in the handkerchief, carefully wiping it, looking at her chapped lips, Liang Nuo picked up the teacup at the side, and dipped some with his finger to make her lips more moist.

He muttered, "Ah Ji, is this tea not as bitter as you imagined, is it?"

With her head slightly lowered, a kiss landed on the corner of her mouth, and even the unstoppable tears dripped down her side face and slid onto her pillow.

Thinking that if she had been so proactive in the past, her cheeks would have been flushed, maybe she would have turned her head away and said awkwardly

Why, kissed suddenly.

Yes, because she couldn't stop thinking about it, she would let herself lean on it all night, reach out and rub her sore eyes when she was tired, and playfully hug a big push of clothes on sunny days, ran to the front and said

Aji, let's take out the clothes in the closet to dry in the sun, so that there will be a smell of sunshine.

The smell of sunshine?

In fact, Liang Nuo didn't know the meaning of the inexplicable things she always said.

When she came back to her senses, she was still lying in front of her like this, the handkerchief in her hand was still dripping.

In the evening, her father came in to have a look, and sighed, "Don't be too sad, this girl is probably destined to be like this."

Her mother couldn't stop crying, nodded again, and said, "I just think of A Ji, she has suffered too much."

At night, Liang Nuo asked her aunt to rest, looking at the porridge placed aside, the medicine was boiled on the small stove.

In the middle of the night, her father still came to see her, stood aside, and left without knowing when.

According to her aunt, the boiled medicine has been warmed two or three times, because A Ji was unconscious, and the medicine couldn't be poured in.

The soup spoon shook gently, Liang Nuo adjusted to the temperature, wrapped his right arm around her neck, allowing her to lift up slightly, Liang Nuo sat behind her and let her lean on it.

He held the medicine bowl in his left hand, took it with a spoon, handed it to her mouth, and said softly

"Good boy, just drink a little."

He barely squeezed her mouth open with his hands, and the medicine fed by the spoon flowed away from her mouth again.

Quickly wiped off the medicine stains on her face with a veil, as if discouraged, he swallowed a small mouthful, trying to put the medicine into her mouth, but she only held the medicine in her mouth, and if she didn't pay attention, it would still bleed come out.

In the end, I don't know whether it was too much wasted, or Liang Nuo swallowed too much. There is still more than half of this medicinal soup.

Under the flickering light of the oil lamp, her own shadow blocked most of her light, making her look lifeless.

Putting down the cold medicinal soup in his hand, he put his hands together and held her in his arms.

Shaking gently, he said, "Ah Ji, wake up, okay? I'll sing for you."

With his cheek close to her neck, Liang Nuo slightly closed his eyes and hummed softly.

That night, Liang Nuo kept watch until dawn. Liang Nuo leaned against her and watched like this. When her mother came in, Liang Nuo came back to his senses and let go of his hands slightly, only to realize that his legs that had been twisted all night could no longer move. .

Supporting her with his hands, let her lie down safely, but fortunately the bedding was good, Liang Nuo then kneaded his legs and punched her a few times, only then did his legs respond.

When she got up, her mother brought hot water and said, "Liang Nuo, come and wash, and I will help Ah Ji wash."

"Aunt Zhou, go get busy, I'll take care of A Ji."

He took the handkerchief from her aunt, soaked it in hot water, wiped her cheeks and neck, held her arm, and wiped it clean one by one, and then let her lie down again peacefully.

The first day passed yesterday, and Liang Nuo sat by her bed on the second day, unaware that the room had become much darker.

In the evening, her mother brought some ready-made cakes and hot porridge, sat aside, looked at A Ji lying on the bed, and said

"I'll boil hot water later, please come with me to help Aji scrub his lower body."

"it is good."

Then her mother sighed deeply, wiped her eyes with her hand, and said in a low voice

"This child has always been very obedient in my family. He obviously loves to eat but never competes with Xiaomu. Every time you bring her food, she will always keep it for us and Xiaomu."

"I still remember that when she first arrived, she was so skinny that only her bones remained. I felt distressed when I saw her, and I was afraid that if I hugged her too tightly, it would hurt her. In a flash, she became a sister."

"Also, I still want to help her get engaged and find a good family. I started preparing this dowry for her the year before last. I thought, no matter what, I have to make my in-law's family think highly of my child."

Her aunt, she couldn't help but choked up, buried her head, and said

"It's the second day. Tomorrow, if you haven't, you have to prepare for her."

Looking at her aunt's slightly hunched back, Liang Nuo turned back to her already moist eye sockets, rubbed her thumbs against her earlobe, lowered his head, and said

"Aji, I miss you so much."

The palm was pressed against her cheek, which was still warm in the past, but now Liang Nuo didn't feel hot even if he covered it all night.

At night, He and her mother helped her into the bathtub, her mother wiped her body carefully, and Liang Nuo stretched out her hand to support her.

Helping her change clothes, her mother went out to pour water, and Liang Nuo took the food that her mother handed him,

Liang Nuo forced himself to eat most of it, but when her mother was resting, she felt nauseated and vomited it out again.

Standing by the door, I realized that it was already snowing outside the house. The speckled snowflakes fell on my feet, and when Liang Nuo stretched out his hand to catch them, it melted.

After he vomited cleanly, Liang Nuo closed the door and stood by the bed. Because he was cold, Liang Nuo didn't dare to get into the bed. He lowered his head and just looked at it. If he was really sleepy, he would squint.

Before dawn, Liang Nuo pushed open the window so that the smell of medicine in the room would disperse, glanced at her with her eyes closed, and muttered

"Aji, is it because the smell in the room is too strong, will it be better this way?"

Feeling dizzy, Liang Nuo slowed down for a while, then took a step, wiped her palm with a handkerchief, and said

"Today is the third day, Ah Ji, don't snooze, okay?"

He was probably used to it, Liang Nuo never expected that the tears she shed over the years were not as good as those in the past few days.

When her mother saw it, she shook Liang Nuo's hand in surprise, and said

"Liang Nuo, Aunt Zhou knows that you love Ah Ji, but you have to take care of yourself, and pay attention to why your eyes are so swollen?"

Liang Nuo glanced over his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "It's okay, Aunt Zhou."

In the afternoon, a group of elders came to the house to see them one by one, and then went to talk to her father.

When Liang Nuo was changing the hot water, he vaguely heard something, that is,

"Your girl, I'm afraid she won't be able to make it through today. Based on our suggestion, we'd better arrange funeral affairs early."

"Yeah, yes, if it's the end of the year, it's not, it's auspicious."

"Besides, in the village, there are still quite a lot of discussions about your daughter's sudden illness. After all, your daughter has suffered from plague before."

Liang Nuo didn't listen any longer, and went into the back room, her mother had already helped her change clothes, Liang Nuo put down the basin, approached and said

"Now, are you ready?"

Watching her mother comb her hair and let her lie down again, Liang Nuo's heart throbbed with her mother's movements.

Before she sat down, her mother stood up and pulled Liang Nuo, saying, "The elders and men from the village will come later, we women have to avoid it."

"Aunt Zhou, I'm on the sidelines, so I won't disturb you."

"Come on, just for a while."

Liang Nuo stood aside, unwilling to move away, looking at the room full of people, sitting in A Ji's room, this scene Liang Nuo was all too familiar with.

These old people are like witnessing the life and death of young people in the village, and this is just the last ceremony.

Unwilling, Liang Nuo leaned against the wall, tears flowed uncontrollably until his sleeves were pulled, and he lowered his head slightly,

"I forgot to give it to you before, this is what Sister asked me to give you before."

Komaki said.

In the palm, there is a round bamboo box with a bell hanging from it.

Liang Nuo looked at it incomprehensibly, and stretched out his hands to grope until he opened a small interlayer, which contained brown-yellow paper, and he opened it nervously.

Tears immediately fell on the paper, Liang Nuo held the paper, looked at it again and again, covered it in his arms, curled up the corners of his mouth and muttered

"Fortunately, fortunately."