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Wan Qiqi watched as Aunt Zhao and Zhao Dagen entered the house while arguing.
She was still somewhat dazed, wondering how this plague would end, and whether she was really going to die here.
A moment later, Wan Qiqi, Wang Shi, and Chen Yongxing also returned to the main room.
Li Chongniang glanced at Wan Qiqi a few times and said coldly, "You teach them how to eat, and they blame you instead. Is it comfortable being a pushover?"
Wan Qiqi ignored him and remained seated without saying a word.
Chen Yongxing remained silent upon his return, his face extremely grim.
After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Mother, news came from the village head that my third brother... my third brother has contracted the plague!"
Wang's vision went black, her hand trembled, and the bowl in her hand, along with the water, crashed to the ground with a "crack," shattering into several pieces.
"Mother, mother..."
Chen Yongxing and Wan Qiqi immediately went to help Wang Shi to bed.
Wang lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Her worst fears came true!
Decades ago, we watched our loved ones leave one by one; must we do the same again today?
Wan Qiqi felt a pang of sadness as she watched Wang Shi collapse, and the room seemed to grow heavy with gloom.
She glanced at Madam Wang, then at Chen Yongxing, sighed softly, and left the main room.
The sky outside was a clear blue, but Wan Qiqi's bright eyes gradually darkened.
She thought she would be indifferent, but she felt distressed after learning that Chen Yongliang had contracted the plague.
Without realizing it, she had already come to regard these people as her real family!
She glanced at Aunt Zhao's yard and seemed to understand why Aunt Zhao was rushing over to kill her.
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