Looking at the ginseng that Huo Yang handed over, Du Siming explained, "This thing is quite heavy, but the quantity is a little small. Don't worry about your uncle. Jiang Jiang has just finished her confinement and has been standing for so long. It's very cold in the mountains. You should take care of her for the next two days. If you can take a leave, take two more days."
"I know, Third Uncle, then you take care of my younger uncle first. I'll go back first." Huo Yang didn't stay long because he was worried about Du Jiang at home. Seeing that Du Siming was in good condition, he said goodbye and left.
Huo Ze woke up in bed just as Huo Yang left. Perhaps because of the pain on the back of his neck from the blow, he subconsciously reached out and touched it. It took him a while to regain consciousness. His walnut-shaped eyes, which had been stained with pain, were instantly filled with anger. "Du Siming, how dare you knock me out?"
"If I don't knock you out, am I going to watch you faint from crying?" Du Siming said helplessly in the face of Huo Ze's anger. "It's a happy funeral for the old couple, so don't be too sad. After all, birth, aging, sickness and death are the norm in the world. At least they had their children and grandchildren by their side before they died, so they didn't suffer too much."
"I know," Huo Ze's voice choked again. "I'm just sad. They've been worried about me all these years. They were so close, but I couldn't be by my bedside to show my filial piety. Du Siming, my heart is so broken."
"I know, I know," Du Siming stretched out his hands and held the man tightly in his arms, whispering to soothe the other's excited emotions. Perhaps his voice had some ability to calm emotions, Huo Ze slowly calmed down. Although his emotions were no longer excited, the occasional sobbing sound still continued, but this was enough to make Du Siming breathe a sigh of relief.
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