"......" Hearing the exaggerated giggles of the fifth child, Ling Er gave her a roll of the eyes angrily, and then said to the eldest sister, "You two are bickering, don't pick me up." ”

"Yo, I didn't pay attention." The eldest sister couldn't help laughing, and seeing that Fu Baolu was also snickering there, she slapped him on the back of the head, "You still have a smile, it's not something you provoked, the whole family is not at peace." ”

"You are really my own sister, tens of thousands of yuan, you nagged from morning to night," Ling Er and Fu Baolu touched a glass of wine and continued, "Where is there a steady profit in business, you will lose it, just be careful next time." ”

"And next time?" The eldest sister snatched the Coke from Lao Wu's hand, and she was not allowed to drink more, so she turned back to Ling Er and said, "Do you think your brother-in-law is you, the family has gold and silver mountains, and our family has a thin background, so we can't afford to lose so much, or keep the small supermarket safely, not greedy, and I can pay off the money I owe you as soon as possible, and I will burn high incense." ”

At the beginning of the year, under Ling Er's repeated encouragement, she had the audacity to give her brother an IOU that was astronomical in front of her, and then bought the shop that is now used as a supermarket.

"Boss Ling, if you are so nagging, we don't have to talk." Regarding the eldest sister's temper, Ling Er is also okay, he has no problem giving away the shop for free, and the eldest sister still insists on buying him at the market price.

The only difference from selling to outsiders is that her eldest sister only gave 30,000 yuan in cash, and the rest was all debt.

"Thirty thousand, ....." Ling Daikun finished smacking the wine in the cup, and rehashed the old topic, the money that his son-in-law lost in the past few days is his income for three whole years, dealing with Baoludao, "Don't toss." ”

"You don't understand business, don't get involved." Ling Er was afraid that his old son would knock out the little enthusiasm that Fu Baolu had so hard accumulated.

"He may not be as good as Lao Tzu in business." Ling Daikun was not happy, he believed that he would not lose so much money in business!

Ling Er didn't bother to deal with him, and dealt with Baolu Dao, "You have to be sure to continue to do it, I will contact you in the Northeast to get off the car, contact you, take you on the road, rely on yourself to grope like this, all wronged." ”

"No, you don't." Fu Baolu smiled and shook his head.

"Let him toss it himself," Ling Yi followed, "Don't let him make no money and delay your affairs." ”

When he returned home and saw that the two of them were talking in unison, Ling Er didn't say anything more.

After the rain and the sky is clear, the rhubarb that has returned to Ling Er here has been lying at the door since the morning, and after the sun comes out, it is hot, and the ground is hot enough to boil eggs, and it sticks out its tongue and does not move the place.

The fifth was the first to notice that something was wrong with it.

She stood at the door and greeted, and Rhubarb just looked at her, motionless.

She walked over, bent over and pulled its head down with her hand, and it continued to stick out its tongue.

She continued to pull Rhubarb's feet, but Rhubarb still didn't want to move.

Only then did Lao Wu realize something, and effortlessly carried the skinny rhubarb into the house, put it next to the air conditioner in the cabinet, and hurriedly filled the dog basin with clean cold water.

Seeing that it only shrugged its nose and didn't mean to drink it, she put its head up and gently and slowly brought water to it.

Because its teeth are gone, its tongue always spits out involuntarily, and water stains run down its tongue.

"Are you eating?" The fifth child handed the unfinished bread he had put on the table into Rhubarb's mouth, and Rhubarb skimmed his head and still didn't eat it.

The fifth child cried.

For as long as she can remember, Rhubarb has been with her, the eldest sister is working in the fields, she is lying on the ridge to play, and Rhubarb is guarding by the side.

Wherever she goes, rhubarb follows.

Rhubarb has long been part of their family.

Huang Liyu was shocked by her crying, and when she came out, she brushed her hair along the rhubarb and sighed.

The fifth child cried and called the eldest brother and sister.

The whole family is surrounded by rhubarb, and they have relatives.

Ling Er hugged Rhubarb into the car, and the fifth child cried and followed the car.

"To the hospital?" She asked.

"I don't go to the hospital." Ling Er drove to the suburbs.

Wen Chunhua, the most well-known old god in the two sides of the strait, contracted a vineyard and built two small tiled houses here in order to build his own hidden master, and his main daily work is to read, cultivate grapes, and plant flowers.

The vineyard has no fence and no barbed wire, but it is very difficult for ordinary people to find it, and even if they find it, it is not introduced by an acquaintance, and he Wen Chunhua ignores it.

It doesn't matter how much you give.

The most bad thing for him now is money, and it will be hundreds of thousands of dollars in the account if he gives people two random instructions.

What the?

Effect you ask?

The former richest man in China, and the former richest man, ended up in prison because he didn't listen to him.

Someone got his criticism of "Yazhou has no water, and people are in the waves", and saved his life in the real estate bubble in Qionghai.

In short, one to ten, ten to hundred, mixed wind and water.

However, he is now counting less and less, and his reputation is that the heavenly machine has leaked too much, and he wants to live longer.

When Ling Er came to him, he was going to bury the rhubarb under the vines.

Wen Chunhua was still curious how Ling Er could come all the way to him, but when Ling Er hugged the rhubarb from the back seat, he knew it.

"Old dog." He is no stranger to rhubarb.

"Suddenly." Ling Er carried the rhubarb, who still had his last breath, into Wen Chunhua's hut.

The cottage is very simplely furnished, except for a bed, a dining table, and only some daily necessities.

In normal times, he is the only one, and as for his wife and children, he lives in a big house in the city.

Rhubarb curled up on the ground, eyes closed, Ling Er kept stroking it, its chest falling together.

Lao Wu squatted on the side, refused the drink handed over by Wen Chunhua, and stared at the rhubarb without blinking.

There was no air conditioning in the stuffy room, the old ceiling fan was swaying on the rope, and Ling Er, who was sweating, was shirtless, lit a cigarette, and stood at the door, glancing at the rhubarb in the house from time to time.

"Cut one for me." He was a little thirsty.

"Wait." After Wen Chunhua finished cutting, he gave Lao Wu a piece first, but Lao Wu didn't take it, so he gave it to Ling Er.

Ling Er put the finished watermelon rind under Rhubarb's mouth, but Rhubarb didn't move, and he finally confirmed that Rhubarb was no longer good.

The dead dog was treated as a live dog doctor, and he broke open the rhubarb's mouth and continued to pour a little glucose.

He saw that Lao Wu was tired of squatting, so he simply said to her, "You go to bed and take a nap." ”

Wen Chunhua said, "I still have a small electric fan here." ”

Lao Wu shook her head without hesitation, she disliked other people's beds, she was a child who loved cleanliness.

Ignoring the heat, Ling Er and Wen Chunhua took a shovel and began to dig a pit under the grape trellises.

The sun was setting, and it was already six o'clock.

Rhubarb was completely motionless.

In the loud crying of the fifth child, Ling Er put the rhubarb into the pit.

After the pit was filled, Ling Er dragged the fifth child home.

At dinner in the evening, Lao Wu didn't eat a mouthful of food.

The eldest sister touched the wilted old five's forehead and almost jumped up in shock.

Lao Wu's forehead is scary, and he doesn't need to take his temperature to know that this is a high fever.

"Why don't you take her with you in the afternoon, it's such a hot day, don't be a heat stroke." She blamed Ling Er.

"Let's go to the hospital." Ling Er picked up the rice bowl, picked up the fifth child, and the whole family followed behind his buttocks and rushed to the hospital together.