Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Then you're married, so don't forget you and my sister."

He Yushui walked up to him, pouted and said.

"Don't worry, I can't forget, if your brother eats a mouthful of food, you will have a mouthful of soup."

He Zhiqiang said to him with a smile.

This little girl originally thought so, but Sha Zhu and his cousin didn't want He Yushui either!

"That's fine, then I'll go back and do my homework."

He Yushui nodded and said to him.

When He Zhiqiang said that, she was relieved.

After He Zhiqiang parked the car, he walked into the house and strode towards the bed.

He bent down, took out the chickens, ducks and geese from under the bed, and quickly put them into the space.

I don't know what's wrong with the weather, and it's not that cold anymore. If it's left for a few more days, it will be broken.

But we must quickly find a way to open up sales.

"Sleep, go to the big leader's house tomorrow."

He Zhiqiang took off his clothes and lay on the bed, turned around and fell asleep after speaking.

.......

Jia Zhang's family

Jia Dongxu looked at the empty table, and there were sticks and Xiaodang sitting opposite.

"Wait a little longer, and sleep if they don't come back."

Jia Dongxu poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

He hasn't eaten since that meal at noon.

My stomach growled when I was hungry, and no one could cook when I wanted to eat, and he couldn't do it either!

Qin Huairu took his mother to the hospital, it's almost time to go to bed, why haven't you come back yet?

Could it be that something really happened?

Jia Dongxu was hungry and worried about this pretending.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

Stick looked at the teacup in front of him, he had already drunk seven or eight cups.But my stomach still feels empty.

"I'm not hungry if you're hungry, your mother and your milk haven't come back, and I can't cook, can you cook?"

Jia Dongxu looked at BangGong with an angry face and said.

He is a grown man, and he is the hungriest.

"will not."

The stick shrank his neck in fright, looked at him and said.

He doesn't even know what cooking is, he only knows how to eat.

"No, why are you waiting?"

Jia Dongxu glared at him and said.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Dongxu, open the door quickly."

Qin Huairu supported Jia Zhang and stood at the door and shouted.

She accompanied her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, to finish the water transfusion. She lost three bottles of water in one afternoon, but she still couldn't speak.

"Bang, go and open the door."

Jia Dongxu let go of his heart, and said to the stick.

Stick stood up from the bench, and the door of the trot opened.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat."

The first sentence of the stick is not concerned about how Jia Zhang is doing?Instead, shout to eat.

Seeing her good grandson Banggang, Jia Zhang's heart was half cold.

"Okay, okay, help me get your grandma in, I'll cook."

Qin Huairu walked into the room with a heavy belly.

She entered the room and took a look at the husband and children sitting at the table, and sighed in her heart, would people like this starve to death without her?

"Qin Huairu, how is my mother? Why is it taking so long?"

Jia Dongxu poured a cup of tea, put it in front of Jia Zhang, and asked her.

Qin Huairu looked at the cup of tea, which was poured for Mrs. Jia Zhang, and frowned slightly. She was the most tired one.

Unexpectedly, after busy work, she didn't even pour a cup of tea for her.

"The doctor said that our mother's brain was damaged and her language function was lost. She lost three bottles of water today, but she still doesn't feel the effect."

Qin Huairu poured himself a cup of tea with the kettle in his hand, and drank it.

It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others.

What the doctor said was that Jia Zhang may never be able to speak again.

Her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, deserves it.

"What? Brain damage, loss of language function? That's fine, how could the brain be damaged?"

Jia Dongxu's eyes widened in shock, looking at his own mother.

His mother, Mrs. Jia Zhang, can no longer speak. This, isn't this just a mute?

"Yes, that's what the doctor said. Why didn't I know that my mother had lost her head?"

Qin Huairu put down the teacup, looked at him and asked.

She usually stays with Jia Zhang, but this is a big hit, how could she not know?

"No, I didn't see our mother drop her head, why can't she talk?"

Jia Dongxu thought about it, but he didn't think that when his mother fell over his head, he didn't even fall down.

Jia Zhang sat listlessly at the table, drooping his head.

She still couldn't accept the fact that she couldn't speak.

Why can't she talk so well?

The doctor said that her head was damaged, and the loss of language function was because she never fell on her head.

"That's right, Dongxu, the doctor said, in a situation like our mother's, it's possible that she won't be able to recover, so she can only make gestures."

Qin Huairu sighed and said to him.

"Maybe it won't recover? Did you take our mother to another hospital?"

Jia Dongxu couldn't accept it for a while, so he asked her unwillingly.

The doctor in this hospital must be a quack doctor. He only said that if he couldn't cure him.

It must be so.

"Dongxu, I took our mother to three or four hospitals in the afternoon, and those doctors all said so."

Qin Huairu looked at him with a sad face and said.

As a pregnant woman, she walked so many ways in one afternoon, but luckily the child in her belly did not kick her.

She was so tired that both heels hurt.

"Mom, is that so?"

Jia Dongxu turned to look at Jia Zhang and asked.

He still wanted to ask Jia Zhang to confirm.

Jia Zhang looked up at him and nodded, yes, he went to three or four hospitals, and the doctors in each hospital said exactly the same thing.

Is she going to be so dumb all her life?

Why is God so blind and only targeting her?

Qin Huairu cried again when she saw Jia Zhangshi, she was sitting or standing, she either accompanied Jia Zhangshi to see a doctor all afternoon, or persuaded Jia Zhangshi to think about it.

The mouth is almost worn out, and it still doesn't work at all.

"Mom, it's okay. I'll raise you as your son, so you can't talk? Just make gestures and I'll know."

Jia Dongxu looked at her and comforted her.

Can't you just talk?In fact, there is no big problem.

When Jia Zhang heard this, she cried even harder, but no matter how much she cried, she couldn't make a sound.

She is illiterate, people who are dumb can still write and speak, so she can only draw with her hands.