After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Willow Village

Old man Xia went to the mountain to pick some herbs, boiled it into water and fed it to Xia Yu, but the fever could only subside for a few hours. After a few days, it was still the same, and the condition did not improve at all.

Because of repeated fevers, Xia Yu's body lost a lot of water, his lips were dry and peeling, and he could only drink a little clear porridge every day to continue his life.

If this continues, Xia Yu will die.

Grandma Xia still loves her eldest grandson a little bit, and finally proposed to take Xia Yu to see a doctor in the town, but was rejected by her two sons.

"Going to the town to see a doctor is expensive, how can our family have money?" Xia Dinghai said.

Xia Dingfeng also said: "That's right, if there is still a famine next year, what should we do?"

"That's right, his mother and sister don't care, why should we care? It's said that I took my blind mother to see a doctor. I think eight out of ten, nine out of ten." Yang said, she had another calculus in her heart: the second house has no children , If Xia Yu really died of illness, then the family business of the old Xia family should be passed on to her two sons.

Because of this, Xia Dingfeng, who always protects Xia Qianqian, is determined to ignore Xia Yu this time.

Grandma Xia had to ask the second daughter-in-law: "Song, you say."

"This family spends a lot of money every day to eat. It's winter, and there is no business in the tile kiln. I don't know what the situation will be next year."

The whole family objected, and Grandma Xia stopped talking. The old man Xia smoked for a while and said, "Let's observe it for two more days!"

Xia Yu was lying on the bed ill and stupefied, and when he heard the conversations of his grandparents, uncles and aunts, he felt sad in his heart. No one paid him to treat him, is he going to die?

The cold wind blew through the window, Xia Yu was lying on the bed alone, looking at the narrow sky outside the window, desperate and helpless.

Miss, where are you? you save me...

"Your eldest sister won't come to save you. They have already left Yangliu Village and will never come back." Xia Zhenzhen, the youngest daughter of the second room, ran in and said viciously to Xia Yu.

Xia Zhenzhen is nine years old this year. Influenced by her mother and sister, she has always hated Xia Yu. I am very happy to see him dying now.

"No..." Xia Yu shook his head laboriously. Mother and eldest sister will not abandon him, they just don't know that he is sick, "third sister...I don't want to die...you ask second aunt to save me..."

"I don't want it! The person I hate the most is you!" Xia Zhenzhen took two steps back and looked at Xia Yu in disgust, "Hurry up and die, you won't have to eat my food when you die."

Xia Yu shed tears of grievance, he didn't eat much, he was hungry every day! Consciousness, more confused, gradually fell into darkness.

Is he really going to die?

"Stinky boy, hurry up and die!" Xia Zhenzhen raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction and was about to leave. When he turned around, he was slapped on the face and fell to the ground.

Snapped!

With a loud bang, Xia Yu, who had just lost consciousness, was shocked back to his senses. Immediately afterwards, he heard the angry voice of the elder sister: "If you dare to curse my brother, I will kill you!"

"Eldest sister..." Xia Yu moved his lips vigorously, but he could only make a small murmur.

Xia Qianqian hurried back to Yangliu Village day and night. The first thing she did was go to the old Xia's house to pick up Xia Yu, but when she heard such a vicious curse from Xia Zhenzhen, she was so furious that she could not relieve her hatred with a slap.

Xia Zhenzhen cried aggrieved: "Mother, eldest sister hit me!"