Lady Cultivator

After sleeping until early in the morning, Mo Tiange got up immediately.

After a night of sleep, she no longer had a headache and was very energetic.

I put on my clothes and got out of bed, and saw that my mother was already up, leaning against the bed and squinting, with a needle and thread in her hand, so I pushed and said, "Mother, if you haven't slept well, go to bed and sleep."

Fourth Lady didn't move.

Mo Tiange pushed hard: "Mother—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Si Niangzi followed the push, fell down from the bed post, and fell headfirst on the bed.

Mo Tiange was taken aback, and rushed forward, but Fourth Lady closed her eyes unconsciously, her face was terribly pale. Only then did Mo Tiange see that there was blood on the corner of her mouth, and her clothes were even stained red.

"mother!"

Mo Tiange panicked, jumped up and ran wildly outside. As soon as he ran out of the small courtyard, he bumped into Aunt Awang who was out of the courtyard, and was knocked to the ground with an "ouch".

Before Aunt Awang could ask anything, she heard Mo Tiange crying, "Aunt Awang, my mother passed out and vomited blood, what should I do, what should I do?"

Hearing what she said, Aunt Awang was also taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Tian Ge, don't worry, let Auntie go and have a look."

Following Mo Tiange back to the house, seeing the fourth lady lying on the bed with blood already flowing on the quilt, she hurriedly said: "Let your Uncle Awang call the doctor!"

Mo Tiange wiped his face indiscriminately, and hurried to the next door to call Uncle Awang who was eating.

Hearing that her mother had passed out, Uncle Ngawang pushed the rice bowl away and hurried to the town.

When Mo Tiange returned to his home, he saw that Aunt Awang had helped Fourth Lady to the bed. Seeing Mother with her eyes closed and lifeless, her tears started to fall down.

Aunt Awang hugged her for a while to comfort her.

An hour later, Uncle Ngawang came in with the doctor.

Mo Tiange watched helplessly, tears kept falling down.

After a while, the doctor stood up and shook his head: "This lady is born weak and has worked hard. This time she has a heart attack. I'm afraid she won't be able to last tonight. Please send her off."

After all, don't ask for a consultation fee, just pick up the medicine box and go.

Aunt Awang knew that the fourth lady would not last long, so she sighed and called Uncle Awang: "You go to the patriarch's house to report the news."

Uncle Ngawang also sighed and shook his head, and went out.

Aunt Awang looked at the unconscious fourth lady, and at Mo Tiange who was crying and calling for her mother, and sighed: "Poor child, she will lose her mother at such a young age."

As the sky gradually darkened, Mo Tiange lost his tears and sat on the bed blankly looking at his mother.

During this period of time, the uncles and aunts of the grandfather's family came one after another, and finally the grandfather and grandmother also came, looked at the situation, and went out to arrange the funeral. Her tears were dried up, but Mother did not wake up. She knew what the doctor meant, if she couldn't make it through, she was going to die. Niang said that when you die, you will fall asleep forever, and you will never wake up again. You will be buried in the soil, and you will eventually become soil.

She felt the palm of her hand move, and looked over quickly, but saw her mother's eyelids moved, as if she was about to wake up.

"Mother, mother!" She called out hastily.

Seeing it, Aunt Awang rushed over, "Fourth lady?"

Si Niangzi opened her eyes, and when she saw Mo Tiange, tears welled up, but she didn't have the strength to raise her hand, so she could only look at it like this.

"Fourth Lady," Aunt Awang whispered, "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, just tell me."

Si Niangzi looked at the deserted room and realized that there would be no so-called family members to care about her until she died. She looked at Mo Tiange with pity, and felt more and more bitter. She also lost her mother since she was a child. Unexpectedly, Tiange would also suffer the same fate as herself.

Aunt Awang looked at her trembling lips, and hurriedly approached her, only vaguely heard the word Tiange, and asked: "Fourth lady, are you worried about Tiange?"

She nodded tearfully.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

She looked away again, fixedly staring at one place, and Aunt Awang looked along, and brought back the dressing box: "Is this what Si Niangzi is talking about?"

Seeing her nodding and wanting to say something, she leaned close to her ear and heard some words, Aunt Awang opened the box. There are a few pieces of good jewelry inside, she knows that the Fourth Young Master was very skilled back then, so it is not uncommon to have these few pieces.

She picked them up one by one, looked at Si Niangzi's expression until she picked up a colored glaze bead bracelet, saw her face change, and lowered her head to listen to her words, and asked, "Is this from Fourth Young Master?"

Si Niangzi nodded with difficulty, looking at Mo Tiange who was crying silently.

"Mother, mother!" Mo Tiange hissed, but Fourth Lady passed out again.

This night, Si Niangzi woke up in a daze, but she still couldn't make it through, and when it was about to dawn, she finally lost her breath.

The head of the Mo family came to take a look at the last, and left before she could close her eyes. Several sister-in-laws also came to take a look, but they were waiting to deal with the funeral.

Mo Tiange just held his mother's hand tightly, sometimes crying, sometimes in a daze. Until I could no longer feel the body temperature, and fell asleep crying.

After three days of inactivity, the fourth lady was buried.

Mo Tiange was always in a daze, sometimes she was taken care of by Aunt Awang, and sometimes she was accompanied by Mo Tianqiao.

After returning from the burial and closing the mourning hall, everyone in the Mo family began to make arrangements for the fourth wife's death.

Back then, when the four wives recruited husbands, they divided the family as if they were sons. Although few of the sons shared much, they built this courtyard specially and divided them into more than ten acres of good land. These few acres of land have been used by their mother and daughter to live and take medicine these years.

Since it was recruiting a son-in-law, the four wives could be regarded as a family, and the land and houses could naturally be passed down, but Mo Tiange was a daughter, and his parents were gone. Of course, the cousins ​​would take back the land and property, so the patriarch's sons were quite enthusiastic. Although they don't have much property, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. They are just rural rich men, and they can't compare to real big families.

Seeing his sons fighting back and forth, the old man of the Mo family frowned tightly. He was young and absurd when he gave birth to this daughter outside. In fact, he didn't have much emotion. It's just that it was his blood. Seeing his sons arguing in front of him for this little property before their bones were cold, the old man was very unhappy.

Seeing that they were arguing more and more shamelessly, the old man knocked on the foot of the table with his cigarette pouch, and there was a loud bang, and everyone immediately turned on the tune. The old man said with a sullen face: "The boss of the field will take care of it first, and save the grain harvested every year. When the man of her family comes back, he will return it to him. If the child does not come back when he grows up, the grain and a few acres of land will be returned to the dowry, and the house will be kept."

The old man had spoken, and the young masters didn't dare to say any more. Seeing that the patriarch dealt with it fairly, the elders in the village didn't have any objections. They just asked, "Then what about this child? Who will take care of you?"

The old man said: "When the children are brought back, they will be raised by my old man, and they don't need to waste their food!"

These words made the faces of the young masters embarrassing.

The old man snorted: "Okay, let's go."

"Tiange, your grandpa said so, you will be taken care of from now on, and my aunt can rest assured." Aunt Awang said while folding her clothes.

Mo Tiange sat by the bed, pressed the string of beads on his wrist, lowered his head and said nothing.

Thinking of her losing her mother at such a young age, Aunt Awang felt sorry for her, so she said softly: "Tian Ge, your mother hopes that you will be safe and sound, you have to take good care of yourself, maybe your father will come back sometime."

When her mother was mentioned, Mo Tiange's expression changed. She looked up at Aunt Awang and said, "Aunt Awang, don't worry, I will be fine, and I won't let my mother feel uneasy."

This is not like what a seven-year-old child said. Aunt Awang felt more and more pity for her. She packed her things and said, "All the luggage is packed. Auntie will take you to your grandfather's house. Don't worry about this house. We clean it every day to ensure that your father is clean when he comes back."

"Well, thank you, Aunt Awang."