Chapter 154: Age, Sieve World 17
Chapter 154: Age, Sieve World 17
Minghong's skin tightened and he smiled at his daughter.
My daughter, please pick up your father's face.
He didn't want the old man surnamed Mo to know that he could climb up the tree but couldn't come down.
Mingzhu glared at him and hurried to the door.
Minghong straightened his clothes and followed with great vigor.
"Oh, Lao Mo, you are here, sister-in-law, you must have had a hard time on the road.
"Xiaochen, help your mother in and have some rest."
Old Mrs. Mo looked pale and smiled weakly.
After a few days of tossing and turning, her body was about to fall apart. If she hadn't been so eager to see her beloved grandson, she might not have been able to hold on.
Mo Chen and his wife greeted Minghong, and walked into the house with their mother on each side. They immediately saw a person, one big and one small, standing at the foot of the wall.
A little kid with short legs and a tall and strong young man.
The two of them leaned obediently against the wall, staring at the person who came, and were incredibly well-behaved.
As soon as the old lady saw Zhou Ting's face, she immediately sobbed.
Xiaobei, her Xiaobei, is gone.
Fortunately, God had mercy on her and left her with a thought.
Mr. Mo and his wife Mo Chen also had red eyes.
One glance is enough to confirm that he is a child of their Mo family.
Minghong sighed and called Zhou Ting over.
Zhou Ting didn’t understand anything and thought that he was going to take them out to play, so he bent down, picked up his little friends and walked towards them happily.
"Grandpa Ming, where are we going to play?"
The childish words made the old lady completely break down and she hugged the person and cried.
How could her grandson have such a miserable life? He lost his parents when he was young and couldn't return to his ancestral home. Now his IQ is also...
Lu Qi was sandwiched between the two of them. The old lady buried her face in Zhou Ting's arms and her calves. After a while, her pants were soaked with tears.
Minghong never said that anyone would come, but she was smart and after looking at the faces of several people and Zhou Ting, she knew the reason.
This is Zhou Ting’s family.
If the old lady keeps crying, the happy event might turn into a funeral.
She raised her little hand and patted her head.
"Be good, grandma, don't cry. Your brother is here."
The babyish comfort made the old lady cry even harder.
Zhou Ting was a little at a loss and imitated her friends by patting her head.
"Grandma, be good, don't cry, wait until I find some bird eggs and roast them for you."
"Good children don't cry. If you cry, you won't get any eggs to eat."
After feeding for a period of time, he was no longer the skinny man he used to be. His palms became very broad, and he didn't know how to control his severity, and almost sent the old lady away on the spot.
Mo Chen rushed forward to rescue his mother, still feeling frightened.
"Mom, how are you?"
She stopped crying, but her face turned frighteningly pale. She rolled her eyes and fell into Mo Chen's arms.
"mom."
"Old woman."
"Hurry, Xiaochen, take your mother to the hospital. Lao Ming, please lead the way."
Everyone was frightened and panicked.
Lu Qi patted the tall man who was stunned and said, "Brother, put me down. I need to give grandma some water."
The aura of death was so strong that it was too late to rush her to the hospital.
Rushing into the house like the wind, she came out with half a bowl of water, "Grandpa Ming, give grandma some water."
"Xiaobao, grandma is sick and needs to be sent to the hospital. Let's drink again when we get back."
"No, drink it quickly, this is sweet water, grandma will be fine after drinking it."
Minghong paused, thinking of the sweet water that the little guy brought him every time he drank it these days, and how warm his body felt.
The hidden illness in my body also got better without me noticing.
He looked at the villain deeply, took the bowl and caught up with Mo Chen.
"Xiaochen, wait a moment, give your sister-in-law a drink of water first."
"You must have rushed here as soon as you got off the car. My sister-in-law might be dehydrated."
It was a lame excuse and no one believed it, but everyone knew he meant well.
"Uncle Ming, let's send him to the hospital first."
"Drink first, don't waste time."
As he said this, he scooped a spoonful and fed it to the old lady.
"Lao Mo, help me, this is sugar water, if you are dehydrated, drink this to relieve the pain, hurry up, don't stand there."
Mr. Mo was worried and stopped refusing. He pried open his wife's mouth and allowed his old friend to feed her.
After feeding her three mouthfuls in succession, the old lady's feeble breathing finally recovered a little.
Mr. Mo was delighted and took the bowl. He asked his daughter-in-law Liu Si to open her mouth while he fed her water.
Lu Qi only prepared half a bowl of water, which he drank up quickly.
After waiting for a while, his breathing gradually stabilized and his complexion became much rosier.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It is said that long illness makes one a doctor, and the Mo family has become accustomed to the old lady's occasional illness.
Her complexion looked better than usual at this time, which showed that she was not seriously injured.
Mo Chen picked the person up and followed Mingzhu into the house.
"Brother Mo, this is my daughter's room. The beds are clean. Let Auntie rest here."
"Hey, good."
After settling the old lady, Mo Chen's wife Liu Si stayed behind to watch over her, while the others gathered in the living room.
Wen Pingli and his wife, one went to prepare the meal, and the other went to find Uncle Zhou and Lu Ying.
The sooner the old lady recognizes her relatives, the more hope she will have and her health will improve faster.
Zhou Ting was obviously frightened by the scene just now. He sat there listlessly, holding Lu Qi's little hand tightly, seeking a sense of security.
Looking closely, his hands were shaking a little, and two tears were fanning under his long eyelashes.
He didn't mean it, he really didn't mean it.
Mo Lao touched his head and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Ting, grandma will be fine."
"really?"
He is about 1.80 meters tall, with a pair of moist eyes. He looks pitiful and cautious, just like a bullied big dog.
"It's true. Grandma fainted. It had nothing to do with Xiaoting. It was because Grandma was not in good health."
The rainy day suddenly cleared up and the sun came out.
The big dog burst into laughter and said, "Hey, I believe grandma will be fine."
Lu Qi couldn't bear to see the guy blowing a bubble of snot.
After taking so many Tianlingquan and pills, why hasn’t the idiot recovered yet?
She took out the little paw that was stuffed in his palm, stroked his wrist, and after a minute, smiled knowingly.
I told you, all her things are good, how could they not cure a mortal?
It will take another two days for the key areas to be repaired.
After Mr. Mo comforted his grandson, he looked at the well-behaved little guy.
"Xiaobao, thank you."
If it weren't for the water she prepared, her husband would have suffered a lot.
He knew his wife's physical condition very well.
Lu Qi waved his hand, "You're welcome."
Her eyes swept between the father and son, she slid down the chair, and in front of everyone, poured two cups of water from the teapot.
He went to the kitchen and scooped out some sugar and stirred it, "Grandpa, uncle, drink some water."
The two men were covered in golden light. They were people of great merit. They were also Zhou Ting's grandfather and uncle. She would not be stingy with this spiritual spring water.
The most important thing is that she has to find a strong supporter for Lu Ying.
What is in front of you is a big thick leg. You have to hold it tightly.
Lu Ying didn't know that the little guy was seeking shelter for her, and she hurried over with Uncle Zhou and Wen Pingli.
On the way, I met Mingzhu who was packing food from a state-owned restaurant.
When the four people entered the room, the old lady just woke up and was helped out by Liu Si.
"Everyone must be hungry, let's eat something first and fill our stomachs."
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