Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 594: Daughter is more important than life

Jiang Siyin's eyes were red, but he spoke in a firm attitude.

"No, if you want to go, let's go together, or no one should go. You are worried about me, and I am worried about you. No matter who of us is infected with the plague, Fubao will be worried. What's the difference? If something happens to you, do you think I can still survive?"

Zhang Yanzi burst into tears.

Jiang Siyin was frightened and panicked.

"Don't cry. It hurts me when you cry. Okay, since you want to go, let's go together. We'll wear masks and you can wear a veil. It'll be safer this way."

Jiang Siyin hugged Zhang Yanzi and patted her back gently.

The couple's vision became blurred.

"You know, I almost lost Fubao once, and I don't want to lose her a second time. She told me not to worry, but I can't help but worry. What if she went to that dilapidated temple and got the plague? Fubao said she was sure she could cure them, but what if that happened? I believe her, but I can't control my fear. I have to stay by her side! I'm her mother!"

Zhang Yanzi's voice sounded very nasal and her body was trembling slightly.

"I know, I know everything. I know it too. Let's go now. Go out through the back door, or our parents will stop us."

Jiang Siyin picked up a handkerchief and wiped his wife's tears, then helped her put on a mask, and went back to the house to get a veil for her to put on.

The couple packed their luggage and quietly slipped out through the back door.

The one guarding the back door was Old Man Pan. Originally, he refused to let anyone in, but after hearing what Jiang Siyin said, he immediately opened the door.

You know, his grandchildren are also in the clinic.

Old man Pan’s hope for survival is his grandchildren.

After the two men walked away, Old Man Pan ran to the courtyard to report: "Old Master, Old Madam, the Fourth Master and the Fourth Madam sneaked out, and I couldn't stop them."

"What? Where did these little bastards go? It's so chaotic outside, what if they get sick?" Zhang Jinlan didn't even play cards.

She stood up in a hurry, and the chair under her butt was pushed backwards by her legs.

“Where else can we go? Just go to the clinic. Don’t worry about it. Since they have gone there, they must have thought it through. They just hope that the family of three and the child Ruyi can return safely.” Jiang Shoujia took a sip of tea sullenly.

Just when life seemed to be getting better and better, a plague suddenly broke out.

"Since Fubao said it can be cured, then it must be possible. I believe her." Zhang Jinlan sat down again.

After saying that, she took a deep breath and continued playing cards.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't worried these days. Not to mention her little son, she almost slipped away.

If her husband hadn't told her that going to the clinic would only disturb Fubao, she wouldn't have brought him back on the day the city gates were closed.

When playing cards, Zhang Jinlan was often distracted, and so were the others.

The couple walked out of the alley and looked at the empty street, somewhat dazed.

"Why is there no one here?" Jiang Siyin sighed.

"It's a plague. Who wouldn't be afraid?" Zhang Yanzi said, and her pace became faster.

Fortunately, the clinic is not far from home, just across an alley.

After a while, the two arrived at the entrance of Qingdai Lane.

The road that was previously closed was also opened.

The journey was smooth all the way to Yaoxiangshan Pavilion.

"Ruyi, are you okay? Where is Fubao?" Like Meng Zhili, the couple asked where Jiang Fubao was as soon as they came in.

"Uncle, aunt, why are you here? Fubao is in the backyard. She has figured out three prescriptions and is decocting the medicine herself."

Jiang Ruyi put down the bamboo sign, walked forward and replied.

"Okay, let's go and take a look. Ruyi, you continue playing." Zhang Yanzi wanted to touch Jiang Ruyi's head, but suddenly thought of something, so she put her hand down, just smiled at her, and walked to the backyard.

"Fubao——" As soon as they arrived at the backyard, they saw their daughter squatting on the ground with three stoves in front of her. She was fanning the stoves with a fan.

There is a medicine pot above each stove.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay at home and wait for me to come back?"

Jiang Fubao looked at them in surprise and forgot to get up.

"Your father is really worried about you, so mother came here with him." Zhang Yanzi said stubbornly.

"Yes, Dad is worried about you, but I dare not sneak out alone, for fear that your grandma will scold me, so I have to let your mom stay with you. Dad feels more at ease with your mom around." Jiang Siyin took the blame without any hesitation.

After all, in her daughter's eyes, the lady has always been calm.

Only he could do such a thing.

"Dad, you idiot, it's so dangerous outside. When we get back, I'll let grandpa and grandma scold you. Mom, did you run into anyone on the way?"

Jiang Fubao glared at his father, then walked to his mother, took her arm and asked.

"No, Fubao, don't worry. There was no one on the road. I just saw a few policemen patrolling. Mom is wearing a veil and a mask, so nothing will happen." While speaking, Zhang Yanzi took off her veil and mask.

But he pried his daughter's hand off and took two steps back.

Although I didn't run into anyone, what if the bluestone bricks on the road were also diseased?

I once heard that in a family, a stepmother wanted to get rid of her stepson during a plague. She gave the stepson clothes worn by people infected with the plague. As expected, he was infected with the plague and died in just half a month.

Later, a maid let the cat out of the bag and the truth came to light.

This matter spread everywhere.

Zhang Yanzi always kept it in mind.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Jiang Fubao asked with a frown.

"Mother is afraid that you are ill, so after you recover from the illness, you will be given Siyin. You should also stay away from Fubao."

"Mom, you're overthinking it. The plague is not spread through the body, but through droplets. That's why I asked you to wear masks. What's more, I'm wearing a veil, so it's even less likely that I'll get infected."

Jiang Fubao leaned directly into his mother's arms, hugged his mother's slender waist, and started to act coquettishly.

"You've lost weight. Haven't you been eating well these two days?" Zhang Yanzi couldn't refuse her daughter since she was like this, so she could only compromise.

She touched Jiang Fubao's face, feeling very distressed.

"No, I ate a lot. My second sister cooked all the meals. I didn't even have to move in the room. My second sister or the maid brought the food to me. I even felt that I had gained weight."

Jiang Fubao was a little speechless.

Every time they don’t see their family for a long time, they feel like they’ve gained weight.

If she hadn't entered the space and looked in the mirror, she would have really believed it.

"Mom will come and cook later. I don't plan to go back this time and will stay with you all the time." Zhang Yanzi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her daughter was safe and sound.

I suddenly felt more energetic.

"Okay." Jiang Fubao had no choice but to agree.

Both my parents brought their luggage.

"There aren't many rooms. Dad can sleep with Shitou and the others. Mom can sleep with me and my second sister."

"Okay." The couple agreed immediately.

As long as I can see my daughter is fine, I'd be willing to sleep on the floor.

After chatting with his parents for a while, Jiang Fubao continued to decoct the medicine.