Chapter 87: Yang Po dies of illness

Junzhu?

What's the hell in name?

Why don't you call it Jun Pig? I feel like this is much more interesting than Junzhu.

Yang Po said this, what else could she ask, but she definitely didn't believe Yang Po's words. She Qiao Sheng must be a county lord with an extremely noble status.

No, it should be Qiao Yiyi, he just picked up a bargain.

Phew, how can you say that you picked up a bargain.

Anyway, you have to come to the rich and wealthy people's homes, so that you can really pick up the cheap.

But just kidding, she still likes the life of a commoner, and she doesn't want to experience life in a wealthy family again. Don't talk about the rules, you can't let yourself go.

Yang Po was relieved to see that she was not asking.

"It's not early, go back and rest, you'll be busy tomorrow." "Grandma, you're like this, where do I dare to go back to rest." Qiao Sheng didn't dare to leave, she was afraid that what she would see tomorrow would be a cold corpse, although it was not her own grandmother, but it was better than her own grandmother, so she was reluctant to let Yang Po go, grabbed Yang Po's hand, she asked, "Grandma, there is really no way."

Healed? ”

"No, it's the end." If she could, Yang Po also wanted to live longer.

If she hadn't known that she didn't live long, she wouldn't have come to town with the county lord.

Qiao Sheng looked at Yang Po's appearance, took off his shoes and climbed into bed.

"I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Ah Sheng is obedient, go back to your room to sleep, my cough like this will make you noisy, if you don't rest well, how can you go to the restaurant tomorrow." Yang Po didn't want to scare her.

Qiao Sheng always felt that Yang Po had something to hide and didn't want her to know, but she didn't worry about Yang Po alone.

"Grandma, it's okay, I'll just have a holiday with them tomorrow, and I don't have anything to do anyway." She was worried that Yang Po would leave tonight, after all, Yang Po's letter had been written, and the time must have been calculated.

Yang Po's face sank: "You go back to your own room." ”

Qiao Sheng saw that Yang Po was angry, frowned and got out of bed, put on his shoes and said to Yang Po.

"Then what do you call me?"

"Yes." Yang Po held back her cough and nodded.

Qiao Sheng went out, and as soon as she closed the door, there was a constant coughing sound from inside, and her heart was tugging when she heard it.

Tonight, I'm afraid, is a sleepless night.

She didn't go back to the room, but sat in the hall, and every time Yang Po in the room coughed, she felt a pinch in her heart, very worried.

Until midnight, she couldn't listen anymore and pushed the door in.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground next to Yang Po's bed, she opened her eyes wide and walked over quickly to help Yang Po.

"Grandma."

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Yang Po held Qiao Sheng's hand with a blood-stained hand, "I'm about to die, you promise grandma to keep with that Xiao Jincheng... Is it good to keep your distance? And don't leave Fu... Fulai Town. ”

She understands keeping a distance from Xiao Jincheng, but she doesn't leave Fulai Town? She can't figure this out, and she can't guarantee it.

Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Yang Po grabbed her hand tightly, looking expectant.

"Promise me."

"Grandma......" Qiao Sheng didn't know how to answer Yang Po.

"Promise me, it's grandma's only wish, if you can't...... Ahem...... "Mrs. Yang didn't finish her words, and kept coughing.

"Grandma, stop talking." Qiao Sheng was very anxious and kept stroking Yang Po's back.

"You...... Ahem, ahem. Yang Po coughed as soon as she said a word this time, and then she didn't cough smoothly in one breath, and her hand holding Qiao Sheng relaxed.

Qiao Sheng looked at the hanging hand, his face turned pale, and the whole person hugged Yang Po, who was sinking, and hugged it tightly.

Her lips trembled, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Grandma, don't leave... Leave me, woo-woo......" She buried her head in the socket of Yang Po's neck and began to weep bitterly.

It was the first time she had cried, and her heart ached. Because she has always regarded Yang Po as her own grandmother.

Her cry sounded oozing in the silence of the night.

I don't know how long she cried before she put Yang Po's body flat on the bed. When she turned around, something fell from Yang Po's hand.

It was her jade pendant, Qiao Sheng looked at the jade pendant at her feet, bent down and picked it up.

"Grandma is right, you are an unlucky thing." As she spoke, she put away the jade pendant, turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water for Yang Po to cleanse herself.

The next day, the sky was bright, and Yang Cheng sent his sister to the town, almost the same time as yesterday.

Jia Jing has the habit of getting up early because she has been practicing martial arts all year round, so when Yang Cheng and Yang Qiao came, the door of the Drunken Restaurant was open.

"My sister-in-law doesn't seem to have come yet." Yang Qiao went in to take a look, and saw that everyone had arrived, but the sister-in-law hadn't come yet, so he turned back to the second brother and said.

Yang Cheng had something to find Qiao Sheng, so he decided to go to the house to find his sister-in-law.

"Then I'll go to my sister-in-law's house to find my sister-in-law."

"Brother, I'll go with you." Yang Qiao wanted to go and see where her sister-in-law lives now, and by the way, she would find her sister-in-law in the future.

Yang Cheng nodded and took his sister over with him.

After the Yang Cheng brothers and sisters left, Peaches muttered.

"Why hasn't Boss Qiao come here today?"

"It's still early, it should be here later." Sister Jiang said.

Sister Jiang's husband on the side nodded, he also felt that it was early at this time.

Momoko felt uneasy, it was an inexplicable uneasiness, but she just didn't understand why she was uneasy.

"Brother, my right eye is always jumping."

"You didn't sleep last night, okay?" The big right doesn't believe in what the right eye is ruining and the left eye is rich.

Momoko pouted and frowned, she obviously slept very early last night, how could it be that she didn't sleep well.

Yang Cheng took his sister to Qiao Sheng's residence, looked at the carriage at the door, and the brother and sister walked over quickly.

The brother and sister looked at their sister-in-law carrying the motionless Yang Po on her back, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Qiao'er touched Yang Po's hand and took it back, and then pointed at Yang Po who didn't say a word for a long time.

Yang Cheng was also frightened when he got Yang Po's hand, and then touched Yang Po's snort, and then asked his sister-in-law out loud.

"Sister-in-law, Mrs. Yang."

Qiao Sheng raised her head, her appearance was also scary, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts because of crying.

"I went last night, you helped me get Yang Po into the carriage, Peach, you go to the restaurant to talk to everyone, and rest for three days."

Peaches was still frightened, Yang Cheng saw his sister like this, and repeated his sister-in-law's words.

"Qiao'er, go to the restaurant and tell everyone to rest for two days."

"Ah, oh, good." Qiao'er nodded, turned around and went, feeling like she was floating as she walked.

Yang Cheng gritted his teeth and hugged Yang Po, the corpse of the dead person was the heaviest, and Qiao Sheng helped him carry Yang Po into the carriage together.

"Where is the coffin shop?" Qiao Sheng, who locked the door, turned his head and asked Yang Cheng.

She hadn't been around for so many days in Fulai Town, so she didn't know.

"Sister-in-law, you go up and sit first, and I'll take you over."

Qiao Sheng nodded, and Yang Cheng supported the carriage. Yang Cheng made sure that she was seated before leading the carriage to the coffin shop.

"Sister-in-law, how did Yang Po go?" Yang Cheng felt that it was too sudden, after all, in his memory, Yang Po was in good health and basically never got sick.

He died just after coming to town, which is too strange.

Qiao Sheng didn't speak, because she didn't know how to tell Yang Cheng. If you want to talk about poisoning, then this matter will be very wide-ranging.

Yang Cheng saw that his sister-in-law didn't speak, so he didn't squeak anymore.

"Sudden illness." As she turned the corner, she suddenly spoke.

Yang Cheng glanced back at her and felt that it was very sudden, but everyone is born, old, sick and dies, and it is not strange that Yang Po is old.

"Sister-in-law, you mourn."

"Well, I'm fine."

After turning this corner and walking almost a dozen meters away, she saw several coffin shops.

It turned out that the coffin was laid out in this coffin, no wonder she hadn't seen it.

The carriage stopped in front of the first coffin shop, and the people in the shop heard the voice come out. first looked at Qiao Sheng and Yang Cheng, and then asked them.

"You're here to buy a coffin?"

"Well, I will also have a shroud, and a series of things for the burial will be prepared for me."

After hearing her words, the owner of the coffin shop asked, "How big is the coffin?" ”

"How big can I sleep?" Qiao Sheng's question confused the owner of the coffin shop.

Yang Cheng coughed twice, and then explained to the owner of the coffin shop.

"The old man is about the same size as her."

In this way, the owner of the coffin shop understood, and after a while, Qiao Sheng turned around and went in to pick the coffin, and Qiao Sheng went in with Yang Cheng.

"This one, it's not expensive, it's the right size."

Looking at the coffin in front of her, she nodded, and then asked the owner of the coffin shop.

"Can you deliver it to your door?"

"Yes, I don't know where the two of you are."

"Yangjia Village, you just come with us."

"Okay, you two, wait a minute, I'll go and prepare other things."

After the owner of the coffin shop left, Yang Cheng took out the silver ticket she had given before and handed it to her.

"You can keep this money for Yang Po to deal with the aftermath first."

"No, I have money." After Qiao Sheng finished speaking, he pushed his hand back.

"Where did you get the money?" Yang Cheng has always been curious about where she got so much money.

"Borrowed." After Qiao Sheng finished speaking, he turned around and went out.

Yang Cheng followed behind her and asked, "Who did you borrow it from?" ”

"You don't need to know that."

Seeing that his sister-in-law was a little angry, he explained: "Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong. ”

"Misunderstanding what?" Qiao Sheng doesn't like people asking her about things she doesn't want to say.

Yang Cheng looked at her gloomy face and stopped talking, and the atmosphere around her became weird.

The owner of the coffin shop came out with a bunch of things, breaking the strange atmosphere.

"You're waiting, I'll take the carriage out." The owner of the coffin shop put his things on the ground and turned around and went in again.

Qiao Sheng looked at the things on the ground, bent down to pick them up, and planned to put them in the carriage, but Yang Cheng thought the same thing.

The heads of the two touched, and Yang Cheng saw her fall and hurriedly grabbed her hand.

This was the first time he had touched a woman's hand, and Qiao Sheng let go of his hand when he stood firm, bent down to pick up the things on the ground and put them in the carriage.

Qiao Sheng didn't feel anything, just stood here, watching him move things. After a while, the owner of the coffin shop brought the carriage over, and he and Yang Cheng went to carry the coffin out and put it on the cart, and then set off to Yangjia Village.