Queen of flowers - Chapter 13

After thanking and saying goodbye to Rob, who escorted her back, Yong Ruo turned into the yard and left Yong Qiao to close the door.

When the door was bolted, Yong Qiao went to pick up the box from Yong Ruo’s hand, “Bring the table!” The food box was too heavy, and Yong Qiao certainly couldn’t hold it. Yong Qiao brought the table and hurriedly ran into Yong Ruo.

“Sister, what’s so delicious?” Yong Qiao stared at the food box and swallowed.

Yong Ruo clutched the food container in one hand and touched his head with one hand, “Meat! Very delicious meat!”

“Meat?!” Yong Qiao raised his head, looked at her with two eyes staring brightly, and then got worried, “That’s expensive? Sister, it’s not easy to make money, don’t spend it all!”

“Don’t worry! I didn’t spend any money! A kind-hearted old lady invited me to the dinner table, and I brought back the rest of the vegetables in the box.”

Yong Ruo replaced the person who invited her to eat with an old lady so that people around here wouldn’t make a fuss and say something bad.

Although she didn’t care about the gossip, the core of the problem was these “awesome people” talks would not only impact the heart but also make the environment worse. If a small good-faith lie would save a lot of trouble, why would she not lie?

Yong Qiao continued to worry, “Then … would that be a shame ?!”

Yong Ruoke restrained the sighed. She educated Yong Qiao’s attitude about life, “Qiao, being a man, you must recognize the reality. If you are poor, don’t keep your face up. Otherwise, you will only suffer more. If I was afraid of Shame and didn’t bring these dishes back, you won’t get to eat meat tonight! Or, do you want me to pay for them myself?”

Yong Qiao weighed it, and his sense of urgency made him make a quick choice, “It’s better to bring the leftovers back!” He looked up at Yong Ruo’s face and looked very distressed, “Just my sister was wronged! “

Yong Ruo smiled, “It’s all right, no grievances! Sister had a good time tonight. Go and get clean dishes and spoons.” Yong Qiao ran away.

Yong Ruo took the food container to the main room, and when she arrived at the door, the old wooden door was pulled open by her third brother Yong Miao.

“Sister, I have been guarding my mother, and I haven’t gone anywhere!” He looked up at Yong Ruo, waiting for a look of praise.

Yong Ruo smiled and touched his head and praised him, “Good! Your sister brought you delicious food! We will eat after I take a look at your mother. Did mother wake up?”

Yong Miao nodded, and said with a choked tone, “She woke up! She was awake with pain in her stomach and felt sweaty on both sides. Later, my elder brother and I persuaded my mother to take some medicine, but she vomited blood. The mother vomited and refused to drink medicine or porridge. She also said she would stop taking medicine in the future, saying it was a waste of money, and she could not cure it early … “He Looked up at Yong Ruo, tears rolled down from his eyes, “Sister, let’s change the doctor to see mother! Now, this doctor is not useful!”

Yong Ruo rubbed his head, wiped the tears on his face, and gave him a smile, saying as softly as possible, “Okay! Let’s have another doctor to see the mother!”

However, she sighed deeply: Zhou had been ill for several months, and her symptoms were epigastric pain, weight loss, weakness, loss of appetite, nausea, and vomiting. Yong Ruo seriously suspected that Zhou was a stomach problem, or simply hunger. But she didn’t study medicine, so she could only hand over Zhou’s illness to doctors of this era.

Following Yong Miao, she entered the main room and laid the food box on the square table under the western wall, and then went to look at her mother on the bed.

Zhou was drowsy, already thin as a bone, her eye sockets were deep, and there was no trace of blood on her face and lips.

Since the first month, Zhou has become weaker, and it gets worse every day when she feels lethargic.

Fortunately, now she had a little silver at home. She could invite a better doctor, and also give Zhou Shi more nutrition. Maybe there would be hope for her to recover.

When Yong Ruo returned to the square table, she saw Yong Miao kneeling on the bench, staring intently at the food container, pulling his nose hard, and sniffing the faint aroma floating from the food container.

The tears on his face didn’t dry. It was really cute and pitiful.