Old man Wang was full of surprise but didn't seem to be surprised, but the hearts of several people who were about to move were suppressed again, and the little slut was secretly protected, how can he make a good move now?

Besides, although the confession on the Yamen's side was revoked at the time, in the end, the people still held their handle.

From this day on, the Feng family rarely went to Wang Tieshan's house to find fault, and the reason for this was Wang Jinshan's abacus.

That afternoon, Wang Jiahao, who was helping on the construction site, was called back by the neighbor's child, and his face turned pale when he left.

Wang Xiaobei and Wang Tieshan were also helping at the construction site, and seeing Wang Jiahao walking in a hurry, he wondered if something big would happen to his family, so Wang Tieshan asked Wang Xiaobei to go with him.

Wang Tieshan went to the market to sell bean sprouts, and they all set off in the morning and came back in the afternoon.

The market is not farther than the town, it takes an hour to arrive, and the market here is that people from many villages go to the place where the market trades and trades, and naturally there are also vegetables and clothes or something, but the excitement will not be as strong as in the town, and the market in the town is much larger.

Of course, the town is not as big and lively as the county...

When Wang Xiaobei arrived outside Wang Jiahao's house, he heard the crying coming from inside, and the crying of the family was also accompanied by Wang Jiahao's crying.

The door of the courtyard was not closed, and the people inside were immersed in grief and pain, and I am afraid that no one would pay attention to him in this situation, so he walked in by himself.

Walking into the hall, you can see a few rooms, and the main room is crying at the moment, outside the window you can see Wang Jiahao's family kneeling or lying on the side of the bed crying, a skinny middle-aged man on the bed is in a coma, his face is pale, there is still a trace of red at the corner of his lips, and there are spots of blood in the corner of the quilt.

Wang Xiaobei's heart jumped, Uncle Shanlin vomited blood?

"Aunt Xiu, auntie, what's wrong with Uncle Shanlin?" Wang Xiaobei was no longer silent, and asked hurriedly, his sudden voice recalling the eyes of several people in the room.

"Yes... Xiaobei·· No... It's okay... I have a heart. Wang Jiahao's mother wiped the tears from her eyes again and again, and said with a smile.

Wang Jiahao glanced at Wang Xiaobei and didn't make a sound, so he looked at his father on the bed again, his face full of sorrow.

The oldest old woman in the house is Wang Jiahao's grandmother - Su Xiugu, who grew up alone with two children when she was widowed at an early age, and a son and a daughter finally grew up to form their own families, but they have not enjoyed happiness for a few years, and the only son is seriously ill in bed, and now, the doctor has said that he can't help treat it.

This blow was too big for the old man, and now she was lying on the bed looking at her son with tears in her eyes, thinking about the doctor's words, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became.

Wang Xiaobei entered the house by himself and asked, "Auntie, what's the matter with the uncle?" “

However, Feng Yunniang only knew how to cry at the moment, Su Xiugu watched her son cry blankly, and she was in no mood to pay attention to him at all, so anxious that Wang Xiaobei pulled Wang Jiahao, who was kneeling beside the bed, and asked.

Wang Jiahao also has a 10-year-old brother and a 7-year-old sister, but although they are very sensible, they are so frightened that they can't stop crying in the face of major events in the family, how can they still answer Wang Xiaobei's words?

Wang Jiahao was dragged and swayed by Wang Xiaobei a few times before he came back to his senses slightly, and his face was full of sadness, "My father just vomited blood, and the doctor just left, saying that... There's no help, at most that... Half a year's life. “

As he spoke, tears began to fall.

His words made the old and young women and children in the house even more sad, and the crying in the house became louder again.