Lady Cultivator Chapter 5: Death of illness

　　　　 After going to bed early in the morning, Mo Tiange got up on his bones.

　　 slept all night, her head no longer hurts, she was very energetic.

　　 I put on my clothes and got out of bed. I saw that my mother was already up. She leaned on the bed and squinted her eyes. She still had a needle and thread in her hand, so she pushed and pushed: "Mother, you can go to bed before you sleep well. ."

　　 The four women did not move.

　　 Mo Tiange pushed hard: "Mother——"

　　's voice did not fall, but the fourth lady followed this push, fell from the bedpost, and landed on the bed.

　　 Mo Tiange was so frightened, and hurried forward, but Si Niangzi closed her eyes unconsciously, her face terribly pale. Only then did Mo Tiange see that there was blood on the corner of her mouth, and her clothes were stained red.

　　 "Mother!"

　　 Mo Tiange panicked, jumped up and ran wildly outside. As soon as she ran out of the small yard, she just happened to hit Aunt Ngawang who was out of the yard, and she hit the ground with a sound of "Ouch".

　　 Before Aunt Awang came to ask anything, she heard Mo Tiange crying and shouted: "Awang, my mother passed out and vomited blood. What should I do, what should I do?"

　　Aunt Ngawang was also taken aback when she said that, and quickly said: "Tiange, don't worry, let auntie go and see."

　　 followed Mo Tiange back to the house, and saw that the fourth lady was half-lengthed on the bed. At this time, the blood had flowed to the quilt, and she quickly said: "Let your Uncle Awang call the doctor!"

　　 Mo Tiange wiped his face indiscriminately, and hurried to the next door to call Uncle Awang who was eating.

　　 Hearing that her mother fainted, Uncle Awang pushed the rice bowl and hurried to the town.

　　 Mo Tiange returned to his home, and saw that Aunt Awang had helped Si Niangzi onto the bed. Seeing that my mother closed her eyes and did not breathe, her tears fell.

　　 Aunt Awang hugged her for a while to comfort her.

　　 An hour later, Uncle Awang came in with the doctor.

　　 Mo Tiange looked at him blankly, and his tears kept falling.

　　 After a while, the doctor stood up and shook his head: "This lady is inherently frail and laborious. This is a heart attack. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tonight. Please send her away." /

　　 After that, don't ask for the consultation fee. I picked up the medicine box and left.

　　 Aunt Awang knew that Si Niangzi could not last long, so she sighed and called Uncle Awang: "You can report to the patriarch's house."

　　 Uncle Awang also sighed and shook his head, and went out.

　　 Aunt Awang looked at Si Niangzi who was unconscious, then looked at Mo Tiange who was crying and calling his mother beside her, and sighed: "Poor child, I will lose my mother at such a young age."

　　 The sky gradually darkened, Mo Tiange had no tears, and sat on the bed blankly looking at his mother.

　　 During this period of time, my grandfather’s uncles and aunts came one after another. Finally, my grandfather and grandma also came. After checking the situation, they went out to arrange funeral affairs. Her tears were dry and her mother did not wake up. She knew what the doctor meant, and she would die if she couldn't make it through. The mother said that when she died, she would fall asleep forever, and she would never wake up again, she would be buried in the soil, and eventually became soil.

　　 She felt the palm of her hand move, and looked over quickly, but saw her mother's eyelids move, as if she was about to wake up.

　　 "Mother, mother!" she called quickly.

　　 Aunt Awang saw it and hurriedly came over: "Si Niangzi?"

　　 Si Niangzi opened her eyes and saw Mo Tiange, tears welled up, but she didn't have the strength to raise her hand, so she could only look at it like this.

　　 "Si Niangzi," Aunt Awang whispered, "If you have any wishes, please tell me."

　　 Si Niangzi looked at the deserted room, and realized that there was no so-called family member to care about her until death. She looked at Mo Tiange with pity, and felt more distressed. She was also dead since she was a child. Unexpectedly, Tiange would suffer the same fate as her own.

　　 Aunt Awang looked at her trembling lips, hurriedly moved up, only vaguely heard the word Tiange, and asked: "Si Niangzi, are you worried about Tiange?"

　　 She nodded tearfully.

　　 "Don't worry, I will take care of one or two for you."

　　 She moved her gaze away again, fixedly looking at one place, Aunt Ngawang followed and took back the dressing box: "This is what Si Niangzi said?"

　　 Seeing her nodding and trying to say something, she leaned to her ear, heard some words, and Aunt Awang opened the box. There were a few good jewellery in it. She knew that the fourth aunt was very capable back then, and these are not unusual.

　　 She picked it up one by one, looking at the expressions of the four ladies, until she picked up a bracelet of colored glaze beads, saw her face changed, and lowered her head to listen to the words she said, and asked: "This Is it from the fourth uncle?"

　　 Si Niangzi nodded hard and looked at Mo Tiange who was crying silently.

　　 "Mother, mother!" Mo Tiange hissed, but Si Niangzi passed out again.

　　 This night, the fourth lady woke up faintly, but she still couldn't make it through. When it was about to dawn, she finally lost her breath.

The head of the 　　mo family came to see it last, and left without waiting for her to close her eyes. Several sister-in-laws also came to have a look, but they were waiting to deal with the funeral.

　　 Mo Tiange just held his mother's hand tightly, sometimes in tears and sometimes in a daze. Until she no longer felt her body temperature, she cried and fell asleep.

　　Three days later, Si Niangzi was buried.

　　 Mo Tiange has been stunned, sometimes taken care of by Aunt Ngawang, sometimes accompanied by Mo Tianqiao.

　　 When they came back from the burial, they received the mourning hall, and everyone in the Mo family began to make arrangements for the Si Niangzi.

　　 When the four women recruited sons-in-law, they were usually divided into households when they were sons. Although few sons were divided as much, they also built this yard specially and divided a dozen acres of good fields. The female lives on these acres of land to take medicine.

　　Since they are recruiting sons-in-law, Si Niangzi is also considered to be a family. The fields and houses can naturally be passed down. However, Mo Tiange is a daughter and his parents are gone. Of course, these fields and properties are still taken back by the cousins, so the patriarch’s This son is very enthusiastic. Although there are not many possessions, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are. They are only rich people in the countryside, not really big ones.

　　 Watching his sons arguing, Mr. Mo's brows frowned tightly. This daughter was born outside because he was young and absurd. In fact, he did not have much affection, but it was his bloodline. Watching the sons fight for this property before the bones were cold~IndoMTL.com~ In his presence The quarrel, ignoring his face at all, made the old man extremely unhappy.

　　 Seeing that they were fighting more and more dissatisfied, the old man took his pipe and knocked at the foot of the table, and there was a loud sound, and everyone immediately stopped. The old man said with a sullen face: "The boss of the field takes care of it first, and save the grain collected every year, and pay him back when the man of her family returns. If the child does not come back when he gets older, the grain and several acres of land will go to the dowry, and the house will remain. "

　　The old man has spoken, and the young masters dare not say more. The old man in the village saw that the patriarch had dealt with it fairly, but had no objection, and only asked: "Then what should I do with this child, who is raising it?"

The old man 　　 said: "If the child is picked up, it will be raised by my old man, and there is no need to spend their food!"

　　's words made the faces of several young masters silly.

　　The old man snorted: "It's all right, let's go away."

　　 "Tiange, your grandpa said that, you will have someone to take care of in the future, and my aunt will be relieved." Aunt Awang said while folding her clothes.

　　 Mo Tiange sat beside the bed, pressed the string of beads on his wrist, lowered his head and said nothing.

　　 Thinking that she had lost her mother at such a young age, Aunt Awang felt pity, and said softly: "Tiange, your mother wants you to be safe. You have to take good care of yourself. Maybe your father will I'm back."

　　 Mentioned her mother, Mo Tiange's expression changed. She looked up at Aunt Awang and said: "Aunt Awang, don't worry, I will be fine. I won't make her uneasy. "

　　 It’s like what a seven-year-old child said. Aunt Awang felt more pity for her, packed her things, and said: "I have packed all my luggage. Auntie, I will send you to your grandpa’s house, this house. You can rest assured, we clean every day to ensure that your father is clean when he comes back."

　　 "Well, thank you Awang Awang."