Mrs. Tan had no choice but to compromise and told Mrs. Sun: "Slow down, call me if anything happens!"

After Yang Huamei left, Mrs. Tan looked anxious and said to Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing: "Mei'er must be hiding something from us!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, "If she's not willing to talk about family matters, then we shouldn't ask. Everyone has to save some face!"

As long as the big things are passable, you can just turn a blind eye to the small things. When the water is clear, there will be no fish.

Mrs. Tan added: "What kind of face does she want from us? No, it's not easy for you to ask. I have to ask carefully!"

Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly, "Mom, why are you doing this?"

Mrs. Tan snorted, turned away and muttered in a low voice: "I won't worry if you don't ask!"

Yang Huazhong had no choice but to remain silent.

Tan turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, what do you think happened to your aunt?"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Mistress, as my father said, it's best not to interfere with other people's family affairs, unless my aunt is willing to tell you this. Otherwise, if I ask too many questions, it will embarrass her and embarrass myself."

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Obviously, Yang Ruoqing's answer made Tan very dissatisfied.

"Hey, the truth is that, but I can't control it. If I don't ask, it will hurt my heart." Tan sighed, frustrated, and said something honest.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Nai, I think the first priority is to see if there is anything wrong with my aunt's health. As for other things, we can talk about it later."

"Is there something wrong with your body? Fatty, what do you mean?" Tan yelled Yang Ruoqing's nickname out of habit in desperation.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, even if I have gained two or three pounds in my third trimester of pregnancy and am truly a fat girl, I still won't be happy if you keep calling me that.

What woman likes to be called fat?

Fatness is the talisman of all women, and it is the mortal enemy. Even if you are really fat, your father can't say fat, but you can also say plump, feminine, youthful, and cute...

When Tan saw Yang Ruoqing's eyes, she immediately realized something and felt a little embarrassed.

The old lady quickly changed her words and said, "I'm in a hurry. How long has it been since this happened? Why don't you stop arguing with me, an old lady, about your words! Only when you have a broad mind and a fat body can you raise your baby with peace of mind!"

Critical hit 2, Yang Ruoqing almost vomited out blood.

Yang Huazhong on the side saw him, and while winking at Mrs. Tan, he laughed and coaxed with Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, be good, don't be serious with your mother, she doesn't mean any harm, and it's hard to change your habit of shouting as you get older.

You’re not fat, but your mother still says you’ve lost weight!”

Yang Ruoqing turned to look at Yang Huazhong and thought to herself, even if I gain another ten pounds on this basis, my mother will say that I am just right and barely meet the standard...

So she didn't want to argue about this issue. But she didn't argue with Tan anymore. Instead, she said to them:

"I saw that my aunt was not in a good condition earlier. I suspected that there might be something wrong with her body."

"My aunt's complexion is obviously not right, and her walking posture just now was also abnormal. A common stomachache may be caused by catching a cold or eating the wrong thing. Squatting on the toilet can basically solve the problem."

"If squatting in the toilet doesn't solve the problem, it may be another problem. Let's check the situation later. If it doesn't work, please ask Wang Sheng to come over and take a pulse. You can rest assured!"

When Mrs. Tan heard this, she almost collapsed, and the blood on her face turned even paler than Yang Huamei's face.

Yang Huazhong also frowned.

He believed that his daughter would not have rashly said these words to scare them if she had not really made some guesses.

"Mom, don't panic. Maybe Mei'er will feel better later?" Yang Huazhong calmed down and tried to comfort Tan.

Mrs. Tan couldn't hear what she was talking about at that moment. She couldn't sit still anymore and simply got up and went to the backyard: "This won't work, I have to go to the toilet and take a look!"

Before Mrs. Tan could reach the back door, she heard Mrs. Sun's shout coming from the direction of the toilet in the backyard: "Someone, come, come!"

The three people in the main room can really be said to be the 'old, weak, sick and disabled' gathered together.

The person who walks the most vigorously is actually Tan!

Yang Ruoqing supported Yang Huazhong and followed her. When they arrived in the backyard, they saw Yang Huamei sitting under the wall on the west side of the kitchen, covering her stomach with her hands, her head tilted up, her eyes closed, and her lips turned blue.

Mrs. Sun was standing beside her, panicked and at a loss what to do.

Tan staggered to Yang Huamei, leaned down to support Yang Huamei's shoulders and shook her, then touched Yang Huamei's forehead and shouted: "Meier Meier, my good daughter, what's wrong with you? Open your door.

Look at my mother!"

"Milk, don't shake it like that, it could kill someone!"

Yang Ruoqing followed behind, and when she saw Tan's tactics, she quickly shouted to stop her.

"Then what should we do? What should we do? She is unconscious!" Tan's tone changed. Yang Ruoqing had been coming to Lao Yang's house for so many years, and this was the first time she saw Tan so panicked and defeated.

The movement in the yard alerted the Luo family yard next door, and Luo Fengtang climbed over the yard wall directly.

"Qing'er, what happened?"

As soon as Luo Fengtang landed, he ran straight towards Yang Ruoqing and looked at her nervously.

Yang Ruoqing knew that he had misunderstood and thought that something was wrong with her, so she quickly waved her hand and said, "I'm fine, it's my aunt, she suddenly fainted!"

After making sure that his wife was fine, Luo Fengtang discovered Yang Huamei sitting against the wall of the kitchen.

"What's wrong with your aunt?"

"She's fainted. Tangyazi, hurry up and carry her to my house, and then ask Wangsheng to come over!"

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Yang Huamei was temporarily placed in the boudoir where Yang Ruoqing lived before she got married. Wangsheng diagnosed her in the room, and Tan and Sun stayed in the room.

Outside the house, Yang Ruoqing and the others were all there. When Old Yang came back from a visit and heard the news, he rushed to the backyard without stopping, pushing his wheelchair and standing guard at the door with an anxious look on his face.

Luo Fengtang went to the room and brought two stools, one for Yang Huazhong and one for Yang Ruoqing.

"Sit down and wait," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and sat down carefully while holding her belly like a big rubber ball. Luo Fengtang stood beside her.

Perhaps sensing that she was slightly nervous, Luo Fengtang gently put a hand on her shoulder.

Yang Ruoqing reached out and grabbed his hand, looking up at him.

He happened to lower his eyes and looked at her, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, your sister will be fine."

Yang Ruoqing knew that he was speaking to comfort her, but she still smiled softly at him, then turned her head and stared at the ajar door, thoughtfully.

After waiting for a long time, the door opened and Mrs. Sun poked her head in.

Everyone who was guarding the door moved as the door opened, and there was an invisible but solemn air current in the air that was stirred by Sun's action of opening the door.

"How's it going? Are you okay?" Lao Yangtou was standing at the nearest place and he couldn't wait to ask.

Sun said: "It's almost done."

Then she looked at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, Wang Sheng asked you to come in. I have something to tell you."
Chapter completed!