Chapter 157: Slipping and Falling and Fainting

When Fu Yingying heard this, she couldn't cry or laugh, "Hehe, this is really a disaster from the sky, and you can't hide from it." ”

Fu Yingying decided in her heart that she would continue to implement the countermeasures to avoid Chen Ziming, and she would never see Chen Ziming, but she didn't want to be stared at by Chen Zhan all day long, after all, she still had to study in school, and she was stared at by the serious and old-fashioned teaching director, which was not a good thing.

In school, the days of serious study pass very quickly, there are Li Xiaomeng's chicken legs, as well as the snacks that Zheng Xiangnan often brings, and Fu Yingying's refreshing health tea, which is delicious every day.

Fu Yingying's life is very peaceful, and it would have been better if it had not been for Chen Aimin's frequent stares when she passed by the door of the second and ninth classes of junior high school.

Chen Aimin didn't make any other excessive moves, and Fu Yingying turned a blind eye, pretending not to see it, and didn't care about Chen Xuan.

However, a big thing happened in Hongliu Village, which changed some things.

On Sunday dinner, Sun Er's grandmother made pork rib soup with fresh lotus root bought by her son Sun Xinghai, which tasted very good, and she didn't like to eat it, her son was very filial and remembered her taste, in addition, thinking that Fu Yingying said that her son would soon have a partner, and she was in a very good mood, so she drank two more bowls of soup in the evening.

When I was older, I didn't sleep well, I drank too much soup and got up to go to the toilet.

It had just rained outside, and although it wasn't heavy, it was wet with the dirt on the ground. The road was slippery in the dark, and the second grandmother accidentally fell, and her head hit the door panel of the toilet, and she was in pain, and she fell to the ground, humming weakly, dizzy, and unable to call for help.

Sun Xinghai got up at three o'clock in the morning to kill pigs, and when he saw that his mother's door was open, he thought that he had entered the thief, so he went in and had a look. At this look, I was startled, there was no one on the bed at all, and the old mother was gone.

"Mother, mother······" Sun Xinghai shouted loudly, turned on all the lights in the house, searched everywhere, and finally found the old mother who had fainted at the door of the toilet.

Sun Xinghai took a flashlight in his mouth, carried the old mother into the house, and then didn't care about killing the pig, drove the family tractor out, covered it with a quilt, put the old mother on it, and prepared to go to the hospital.

Liu Meihua heard the sound of the tractor and woke up immediately, because she usually took Sun Xinghai's tractor to the county seat to sell medicine, and she was very familiar with this sound. Liu Meihua turned on the light, it was only three o'clock, and it was not yet time to deliver meat to the county seat!

Thinking of this, Liu Meihua felt that something was wrong, so she put on her clothes, locked the door, took a flashlight, came over to take a look, and happened to meet Sun Xinghai, whose eyes were red in a hurry, "Xinghai, what's wrong?" ”

Sun Xinghai heard Liu Meihua's voice, and then realized that someone was coming, and his voice was a little choked, "My mother······ My mother got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and slipped and hit the door, and her head was bleeding all the time, so I will take her to the hospital! ”

Hearing this, Liu Meihua was taken aback, "Why did you fall?" I can't keep bleeding, I have the ointment that Yingying made for me to stop bleeding, you wait, I'll get it, I'll accompany you to the county seat and take care of the second aunt. ”

Seeing Liu Meihua running home in a panic and quickly, Sun Xinghai's eyes were a little hot, and he was not as flustered as he was just now. Just now, his hands and feet were cold, and his mind was empty, he was afraid that the old mother would have three longs and two shorts, and he, a son, would feel guilty and regret it all his life.