"It's amazing that you can speak so clearly and understandably!" Qinggang's mother praised Qingtian.
Qingtian looked at the two elderly people lying on the kang with curiosity and couldn't help asking, "Grandma, why do you and Grandpa still lie on the kang during the day?"
"Because we are both sick." Qing Gang's mother said, "Grandpa's illness is quite serious and now he can't even sit up.
"My legs and feet are not good and I can't walk, but I can barely sit on the kang."
Although Qingtian didn't know what disease they had, he still felt very sympathetic after hearing this.
"Didn't you see a doctor? I was sick before. My mother said I was unconscious due to a fever. Later, my fourth uncle braved the snow and drove my mother and me to the capital to see a doctor, who cured us."
Qinggang's mother sighed in her heart. If it could be cured, who wouldn't want to?
But with the family's financial situation, it is difficult to have enough food and clothing, let alone extra money to treat them. When they feel unwell, they are considered lucky if they can find a village doctor to prescribe some medicine for a few days.
But it’s not easy to say this to a child, especially since my two grandsons are listening right next to me.
So Qing Gang's mother finally said, "It's easy to cure a child's illness, but it's hard to cure the illness of grandparents who are old. That's how people are. When they reach old age, they should die."
"Ah?" Qingtian was shocked when she heard this. Although she had seen dead people on the road of fleeing famine, she always thought that those people either starved to death or died of injuries. She never thought that people would slowly die as they got older.
After hearing this, Qingtian walked out of Ye Qinggang's house in a daze.
Xiao Ye was originally lying obediently at the door of Ye Qinggang's house without going in. When he saw Qingtian coming out, he quickly stood up, shook off his fur, and walked to her side.
Seeing Qingtian's dull and unfocused eyes, Xiaoye made a soft whimper from his throat, then used his nose to nudge Qingtian's hand.
Qingtian was suddenly awakened when she touched Xiaoye's wet nose, and then she suddenly started running.
Xiao Ye quickly followed.
Qingtian ran home in one breath, ran into the east room, and threw herself into Old Lady Ye's arms.
"Oh, baby, what's wrong?" Old Mrs. Ye was talking to Miss Zhou and was suddenly startled. Then she felt Qingtian's tears on the back of her hand and became anxious.
She hugged Qingtian and asked, "Good boy, don't cry.
"Tell grandma, who bullied my Qingtian? Grandma will go and settle the score with him!"
When Mrs. Ye heard that the child was crying, she hurried over.
Qingtian raised her tear-stained face, which looked like a kitten's, and looked at Old Lady Ye, sobbing and saying, "The neighbor's grandmother said that when people get old and sick, they will die.
"Wow, I don't want grandma to be sick, I don't want grandma to leave..."
Qingtian said this and threw herself into Old Lady Ye's arms and cried non-stop.
"Whose old lady is this? Do you have any sense? What nonsense are you talking to a child?" Old Mrs. Ye was distressed by Qingtian's crying. She hugged the child and patted his back to comfort him, "Don't listen to her nonsense. Look, grandma is fine, right?
"Have you forgotten? Didn't grandma get sick before, and she got better later, right?"
After hearing this, Qingtian recalled that it seemed to be true.
Not only had Old Mrs. Ye been ill before, she had also been drugged. Later, she went to see a doctor and recovered. Now she seems to be fine.
Qingtian was confused again. Who was telling the truth?
Mrs. Ye then quickly interrupted to explain to Old Madam Ye, "I guess Qingtian misunderstood something that Qinggang's mother next door said."
Old Mrs. Ye had also heard about the situation next door.
Of course, most of it was what Ye Juaner told her during casual chats.
After knowing what was going on, Old Lady Ye immediately hugged Qingtian into her arms and said, "My dear, don't listen to her nonsense. His family doesn't want to see a doctor because they have no money.
"Look, your parents and uncles and aunts all work hard to make money so that everyone in your family can live a good life and have money to see a doctor when you are sick.
"So we don't have to be afraid. If we get sick, we can just go to the doctor and get cured, right?"
"Yes!" Qingtian nodded repeatedly, put his arms around Old Lady Ye's neck and said, "But even if it can be cured, I don't want Grandma to be sick."
Old Mrs. Ye's nose was sore after hearing what Qingtian said.
She pulled up her sleeves to wipe the corners of her eyes that were suddenly wet, and said to Sister Ye, "No wonder people say that daughters are like their parents' warmest little cotton-padded jackets.
“I gave birth to four little boys, but I’ve never been treated like this.
"You are so lucky, I can't envy you!"
Miss Zhou suddenly said, "Old lady, you have four promising sons and three such good daughters-in-law.
“And I have such a sweet and caring granddaughter like Qingtian.
"You are so lucky! Others can't even envy you!"
When Mrs. Ye heard this, she laughed so hard that the wrinkles on her face gathered together.
"Ms. Zhou is absolutely right. I am indeed lucky. This life is full of hardship before happiness."
Mrs. Ye paused for a moment, then continued, "Ah, the only thing that worries me right now is the marriage of my fourth son.
"When he can get married and have children, I won't have to worry about anything and can just enjoy my life at home."
Miss Zhou blushed inexplicably.
Old Mrs. Ye was an experienced person and she felt that there might be hope at first sight.
But she didn't say anything more, but decided to quit while she was ahead.
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