The backyard was noisy, with spread bedding everywhere, and just a simple shed was built and covered with oil cloth, which could not prevent the wind. Aunt Qi was freely shuttled through it, stopped in front of a shed, and crawled in shorter time, screamed: "How could this happen? It wasn't so serious last night! Go quickly, come to Dr. Qing Cao!"

Chen Xinan actually bent down without hesitation and turned the girl in front of her, and saw that the girl suddenly twitched and vomited a lot of things, and her face was shaking pale.

"This is..." Chen Xin'an, regardless of the dirt, reached out and hurriedly pushed away the girl's hair. Seeing that her mouth and nose were blocked, he hurriedly took the child from Aunt Qi's hand and asked her to lie on her side. While removing foreign objects from her mouth, he asked Aunt Qi: "This little girl is called Xiao Maruko? How did she do this?"

Aunt Qi's face turned pale with anxious expression: "Yes, Xiao Maruko, who came three days ago. She was taken by her brother. Her brother was only breathless. She said that something happened that day. Their father was a centurion in the military camp. Because he refused to follow Jingshi Yang, he was killed by the rebels. Their mother put them in a bucket and put them in the well, and then escaped the disaster. But their mother died... They cried and called for help later, but the neighbors heard it and saved their lives. Her brother brought her to our place..."

Sometimes it is just a decision for some people. In a word, it determines the life and death of the lower-class people, changing their life and lifelong destiny.

Such a young child has lost his parents, and the only thing they have is each other.

If even Maruko is dead, what will happen to Maruko's brother?

Chen Xin'an's eyes were slightly red, but he still neatly removed the foreign objects in Xiaomao's mouth and nose. He also asked someone to take warm water and feed Xiaomao bit by bit.

But Xiao Maruko couldn't drink it at all, her eyes closed and her face turned a little blue.

Chen Xinan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Now the gorgeous clothes on her body became a burden. She pulled them off without hesitation, her hair dissipated, and she hurriedly shouted to her servant: "Go and see where the doctor is!"

"I'll take a look first." Cheng Lan's eyes went into the shed with a deep look. He was tall and even women had to be shorter before they could come in. He had to kneel down to stay in the shed, but he didn't care. He took the child in his hand, put one hand on her abdomen, and stroked the other hand on her back. Then with a slight force, Xiaomao vomited a lot of things again, and then his face finally improved a lot.

The shed was filled with sour smell that made people cover their noses, but no one could care about covering their noses.

Chen Xin'an saw a hard bun in Xiaomao's vomit, and immediately guessed that Xiaomao must have eaten too quickly and was blocked. Fortunately, Chenglan took action in time, otherwise, when Dr. Cao came, he would not know what was going on.

She let out a breath, feeling exhausted all over, and said softly to Chenglan.

Cheng Lan shook her head, not thinking that this was nothing, and she didn't even care that she had just changed her clothes today, and held Xiaomao and asked Chen Xinan to feed her water.

After a while, Dr. Cao finally came. He hurried in and didn't care about anything. He first looked at the child's condition, turned her eyes, and took her pulse, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm exhausted. I must have been blocked from the esophagus before. Fortunately, I vomited it out, otherwise I would have died of suffocation. This child has severe cold and needs to be well maintained."

Such a young child can easily kill their lives if he gets cold.

Now that they have lost their parents, it is rare for Shantang to take them in and give them a bite of food. How can it be so simple to take good care of them?

Aunt Qi was a little embarrassed and finally said, "I'll carry it home."

There are too many children like Maruko, who are even more miserable than Maruko, so how can I take care of it?

I took it home, with fewer people, and better care.

Chen Xinan shook her head. She knew that Aunt Qi had taken back several children from Shantang. Although Aunt Qi was kind-hearted and her man was also a good person, the burden was too heavy.

Moreover, she had a difficult mother-in-law on her, and that mother-in-law had come to Shantang to cause trouble.

If she went back this time with a little Maruko who needed careful care, she still didn't know how her mother-in-law made things difficult for her.

"I'll take it back." She said, holding the girl's hand up tiredly: "If I take it back, she can get better care, let's talk about it..."

Before she could finish her words, a child of seven or eight years old suddenly cried and thumped in front of her.

It was a little boy, looking at his handsome face, clenched his fists tightly, and his body was still trembling. He looked at Chen Xin'an in fear and shock: "Sister, please take my sister back. My sister is very obedient. I will not cry if I give you some food..."

He cried so sadly, Chen Xin'an's eyes were hot, and he asked him in a low voice: "How old are you? What's your name?"

"My name is Tuanzi. My sister is Xiao Maruko..." The little boy cried: "My father said we like to eat, so he called this nickname, but my father died..."

Not only my father, but my mother also died.

When he was pulled up from the well, he hugged his sister. At first glance, he saw that his mother was lying on the ground of the clothes rack. She was no longer angry, but her eyes were still open, looking at the direction of the well.

She couldn't feel at ease until she died, for fear that the children would be discovered, for fear that the children would not be discovered after the danger passed.

Tuanzi cried so hard that he snotted and cried. The sadness and pain of these days seemed to be vented in this moment, so that everyone in the backyard burst into tears.

Those children were afraid of it, but now they were led by individuals and they all started crying.

Chen Xin'an did not cry, but she looked firm and didn't know what she was thinking.

Chenglan was also very shocked.

He is a person who has experienced life and death, but the death is very rapid. He usually doesn't see the story behind them. Now thinking about it, those dead soldiers also have wives, children and high places. These people are waiting for them to be raised and reunited, but they can never come back...

This place is simply a purgatory on earth, he thought to himself, and then looked at Chen Xin'an deeply.
Chapter completed!