"What happened to my second sister-in-law? What's wrong with Dafa?" Zhao Guihua grabbed Chen Caocao, who was in a daze, and reached out to hug Zhou Dafa in her arms. Why was the child so limp and motionless?
Oh dear, could it be that he fell off a cliff while gathering herbs on the mountain? What should we do?
Zhao Guihua felt regretful. If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have taught her second sister-in-law to collect medicinal herbs in the first place.
Chen Caocao held her son tightly, refusing to let go. It took her a while to come back to her senses when Zhao Guihua called out. Her resentful and empty eyes finally focused, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.
“Sister-in-law…” Chen Caocao called out to her hesitantly, his voice sounding as if it were drifting from a valley, ethereal and broken, but Zhao Guihua heard it clearly, “Sister-in-law, Dafa is gone, my son is gone, gone.”
“…How could this be? Oh my god, don’t scare me! Sister-in-law can’t take a scare,” Zhao Guihua cried out. “What happened? Why did you say Dafa is gone? Let me see, let me see!”
Zhao Guihua wanted to take Zhou Dafa from Chen Caocao's arms to check on him; how could she know if he could be saved if she didn't check?
Chen Caocao looked utterly dejected. "He's gone. He fell from such a high mountain. I called out to him for so long, but he didn't wake up. He's gone, really gone."
"Waaaaah!" Zhou Daya, who had been in a daze, suddenly burst into tears.
"Don't cry yet. Take Da to the town to see a doctor. He'll be alright," Zhao Guihua said in a hoarse voice.
Zhou Erfu watched for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly stepped forward and forcefully snatched Zhou Dafa from Chen Caocao's hands. Chen Caocao was deflated and collapsed to the ground, pounding her chest and wailing.
"Mother, I'll carry Dafa inside and see where he's hurt. If we can't find a way, we'll have Dad take him to town in the oxcart. Fourth brother, you and Mother, help Second Aunt in." After saying that, Zhou Erfu ran home like a gust of wind.
Ru Ru was terrified by Chen Caocao and Zhou Daya's wailing. She stood there, her face pale, and various frightening images from her escape flashed through her mind.
Xingxing's bright black eyes first looked at Chen Caocao and the others, then at the direction of home. She then took a step to run home, but after a couple of steps, she turned back and took Ruru's hand.
"Ruru, don't be afraid, let's go home quickly." Xingxing ran very fast, rushing home like a little cannonball.
When she got home, she didn't care about Ruru anymore and ran straight to the room of the five brothers. At this time, Zhou Dafa was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) with his eyes closed. His usually thin and sallow face was now as pale as a ghost, and he seemed to have no breath left.
Old Zhou's heart sank, and he was completely stunned. Let alone sending the person to town, it seemed that there was no way to save him now.
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