Thinking of the last scenes of patients suffering from esophageal cancer that she saw in her previous life, Yang Ruoqing's heart throbbed.

The people I love and love the most are dying of hunger and thirst bit by bit in front of me.

No matter how rich and powerful you are, you can't help or share anything.

So frustrating!

After serving Mrs. Sun to bed, Mrs. Sun followed Yang Ruoqing to Mrs. Sun's side.

"I don't dare to go to my mother's house anymore. To be honest, when I see my mother eating food so deliciously, I don't even dare to think that soon she won't be able to eat these solid things. My heart is like

It's like being gouged out with a knife..."

The eldest Sun, who has always been as cheerful as any man, has cried several times now, and her eyes are all red.

At this moment, he was sitting beside Sun's bed, with his head drooped and his eyes vacant.

As for the Sun family, the situation is even worse.

He had neither eaten nor drank for two meals. He was sitting on the bed, his eyes were as red and swollen as peaches, and there was a scarf around his head.

Hearing what Mrs. Sun said, Mrs. Sun sobbed and said in a hoarse voice: "I really can't understand that there are so many bad people and so many mean and mean people in the world."

"Why do they play so happily, but someone like my mother, who has never had any grudges with anyone in her life, gets such a vicious disease?"

"Don't they say good people are rewarded? Why would God do this to my mother?" said Sun.

Mrs. Sun also lowered her eyes and whispered: "If it were another disease, it would be slightly better."

"My mother's disease, to put it bluntly, is all about her appetite, but in the later stages she just can't eat, as if she's been strangled by the throat."

"When I think about that scene, I get scared and don't dare to go see it. What should I do, sister? I don't even dare to go home, wuwuwu..."

The two sisters hugged each other and cried together.

Yang Ruoqing could only stand aside and wipe her tears silently. At this time, any words of persuasion were useless.

And she herself was so sad that she was on the verge of collapse and at a loss.

I returned home in a daze, thinking that it would be nice if Luo Fengtang was here.

At least at this time, there is still someone to talk to.

As soon as I walked to the door of my cabin, I found a light on inside.

Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed and quickly walked over and opened the door:

"Tangyaozi...eh, mother?"

That's right, it's Tuoba Xian.

The woman is sitting at the table, reading a book in her hand.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming back, Tuoba Xian put down the book in her hand and stood up slowly.

"Qing'er, are you back? I just put the two children to sleep. Seeing that you haven't come back, I will come and sit here for a while, waiting for you to come back." Tuoba Xian said.

Yang Ruoqing was startled, and then she remembered that she had not asked about the children for most of the day.

The children are after school, have dinner, take a bath, sleep, etc...

She is currently focusing on her mother-in-law and has not paid attention to the children. Fortunately, Tuoba Xian, a dedicated mother-in-law, is here...

"Mom, I..."

Yang Ruoqing was choked with guilt and speechless, and stood there covering her mouth with her hands.

Tuoba Xian came over, gently held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

"Don't say anything. During this period of time, you should spend more time with your grandma," Tuoba Xian said.

"Children, don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Hearing Tuoba Xian's words, Yang Ruoqing raised her head and was so grateful that she was speechless.

Tuoba Xian smiled gently, raised her hand and gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's smooth hair: "I understand the relationship between you and your grandma."

"Your grandma is such a kind old lady. Now that she is suffering from such a pitiful disease, we are all very sad."

"I can only lament that life span and how long life is are all destined by fate and no one can change it," she said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Mom, I understand these principles, but when I think of the pain that my grandma will soon suffer, I can't help but feel distressed. Everything I look at feels dark and lackluster..."

It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer. When the sun rises, the sun is bright and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

When it rains, apricot blossoms bloom in spring rain, willow silk lingers, and grass grows and orioles fly.

This was supposed to be the most beautiful April day in the world, but...

Yang Ruoqing could not use words to describe her inner feelings, because this was the first time in her two lives that she had personally experienced the death of a relative she cared about.

The former eldest uncle and second uncle are not included because they have weak feelings.

But Ga Po is different. Even though she is called Ga Po, she is actually closer to her than to her grandma.

The memory was filled with women, and the tears couldn't help but well up. Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but bury her head, lying on the edge of the table and sobbing softly.

Tuoba Xian felt heartbroken when she saw Yang Ruoqing losing control of her emotions.

She gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's back and said softly: "Cry out if you feel sad. Crying out will make you feel better."

"At least you are happier than I was before, at least you can still cry like this,"

"You're the one who left, at least you still have your parents here."

"My mother left not long after I was born. I can't even remember what she looked like."

"When I was your age, my most beloved man abandoned me because of the war between the two countries. My son Fengtang was separated just after he was born, and his life and death are uncertain."

"In the same year, my father, the only one I could rely on, also passed away..."

"Oh my God, it was really cold for me that year, so cold..."

"I asked the palace servants to light up all the lights in my bedroom, but I was still cold, scared, and wanted to cry. There were spies planted everywhere."

"I could only hide in the cold bed, bite the quilt and cry."

"When the sun rises from the east the next day, I have to pretend to be nonchalant and go to court to help my young emperor listen to politics behind the curtain."

As Tuoba Xian said these words, Yang Ruoqing gradually stopped crying and her mood gradually recovered.

She raised her tearful eyes and looked at Tuoba Xian.

Tuoba Xian gently dragged Yang Ruoqing's face, and her gentle but firm gaze gave Yang Ruoqing courage.

"Qing'er, no one is born strong. A person's strength and stability are all tempered over time."

"Birth, old age, illness and death are things that each of us must experience and face. All living beings are equal, whether they are emperors or beggars. No one can escape!"

"In the past few years in Changping Village, I have read a lot of books about Buddhism in my free time, and gradually gained some insights about life."

"We are reincarnated as human beings and come and go through reincarnation. To put it bluntly, it is experience."

"Decades of light and shadow can be said to be long or short. Everyone's destination is the same and they all have to go to the same place."

"Everything is arranged by heaven. The deceased has passed away. She ended her practice in this life and achieved Great Perfection. But we living people must continue to move forward, look forward, and continue our own practice."

"Your parents, your brothers and sisters, your husband-in-law, your children..."
Chapter completed!