Traveling through ancient times to survive

Zhao Chengchuan opened the door and happened to see the two people confronting each other. Mrs. Zhao's expression changed and she greeted them guiltily: "Second brother, come over here, you guys chat, I won't disturb you."

Without waiting for Zhao Chengchuan to reply, Zhao Dasao ran back to the room. Zhao Chengchuan didn't care. He said to Sun Xiaocao, "Mom, I bought a wheelchair for Dad. When the weather is good, I will push Dad to the yard to bask in the sun."

Sun Xiaocao calmed down and tried to force a smile: "Mom knows."

Zhao Chengchuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going back first and will come back to see you in a few days."

"Okay, you go back first." Sun Xiaocao nodded, and the two said goodbye politely yet distantly.

Before leaving, Zhao Chengchuan found Sister Zhao and threatened her: "Sister, I don't ask you to take good care of my parents, but at least you can't abuse them. If I come to see my parents next time and they are still in the same state as today, I will go directly to the government office to find Zhao Decheng. How can such an unfilial person be an official? What do you think, sister?"

Mrs. Zhao's eyes flickered, and she immediately gave up the idea of ​​driving the two elders away and letting the second son take over.

"Second brother, you are wrongly accusing me. How dare I abuse my parents?"

Zhao Chengchuan said with a fake smile: "I'm glad you understand."

After Zhao Chengchuan left, Mrs. Zhao frowned and said indignantly, "Bah, how did you two old fools run into a kind-hearted guy like Lao Er? You treated him like this, but he still stood up for you. God is really blind."

Sun Xiaocao lowered her head and pretended not to hear. Life in the yard returned to peace. Because of Zhao Chengchuan's threat, Zhao Dasao no longer dared to beat or scold people openly, and the lives of the two elders became much better.

Unfortunately, the old man's condition deteriorated rapidly. In less than half a month, he became confused and could not recognize people.

Mrs. Zhao no longer dared to go near the old couple's room, and Zhao Decheng felt unlucky, so he slept directly in the brothel or the wine shop at night.

On this day, the old man suddenly woke up and spoke clearly: "Old lady, you have suffered with me all your life. I am sorry for you."

Sun Xiaocao smiled calmly. She had expected this day and was mentally prepared. "No, old man, it's not your fault. I'm not clear-headed. I can't blame others."

"We haven't been good parents. The eldest and third children are unfilial because we didn't teach them well and spoiled them too much. The second child, who is honest and sensible, is not liked by us. The one we feel most sorry for is the second child!"

The old man was filled with emotion, he had lived a really confused life and it was all his own fault that he had ended up like this.

"Yeah, it's a pity that he no longer needs our apology." Sun Xiaocao agreed in a low voice.

"Old woman, it's too late to regret. Push me to the yard to bask in the sun."

The warm sunlight shone on his skinny body, and the old man listened to the noisy noises of the children next door, as if he had returned to his youth.

After a hard day's work, he was walking home in the sunset, carrying his farm tools on his back. His young wife had already prepared dinner and was gently coaxing the crying child. His eldest son greeted him with a look of joy, and his sensible second son had already set the table. The whole family was waiting for him to come back for dinner.

The old man smiled and closed his eyes. Sun Xiaocao held the old man's hand and paused for a moment. She straightened the old man's wrinkled clothes, then leaned against the old man and looked at the sunset in the sky.

The fiery red sunset hurt her eyes: "Old man, the sun is going down, I will push you back."

The man with his head tilted did not respond.

After pushing the old man back into the room, Sun Xiaocao went out and knocked on her eldest daughter-in-law's door.

"What's wrong again? Aren't you annoying every day?" Mrs. Zhao's angry voice came through the wooden door.

Sun Xiaocao continued to knock on the door unhurriedly. Mrs. Zhao opened the door, and before she could curse out loud, Sun Xiaocao's calm voice rang out.

"The old man has gone and asked Zhao Decheng to go home. If possible, you can ask the second and third brothers to come as well."

Mrs. Zhao's impatient expression froze: "What did you say?"

Sun Xiaocao didn't answer, turned around and went back to her room. Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to follow her, thinking that such a thing would not be a lie, so she hurried out the door.

Sun Xiaocao returned to her room, changed into clean clothes, and put the unused silver aside. She glanced at the old man sitting silently in the wheelchair, and resolutely swallowed the medicine she had prepared a few days ago.

Sun Xiaocao was lying on the bed, feeling a sharp pain in her abdomen. She convulsed uncontrollably for a while, then lost consciousness and her twitching body calmed down.

After leaving the house, Mrs. Zhao thought about it and decided to go back to the village first.

"You have been expelled from the village, why are you still coming to our village?" The villagers guarding the village entrance stopped Mrs. Zhao and glared at the person in front of them.

Mrs. Zhao glared back: "Who cares about your broken village?"

The villager guarding the gate became even more angry: "You're not interested in us, but you're still here? We don't welcome outsiders in our village, get out now!"

Mrs. Zhao said with a spit, "What a lousy village! I'm not happy to live here even if you ask me to! What are you so proud of!"

The villager guarding the gate was still so angry that he was about to hit someone. Mrs. Zhao shrank back and quickly said, "I have something to ask Lao Er. His father is dead. Go and ask him to come out."

"Okay, you wait here." The villager guarding the gate looked up and down at Mrs. Zhao, and then went back to inform the village chief.

Soon, Zhao Chengchuan's family came. At this time, Zhao Chengchuan's mind was blank. He hadn't reacted yet. It had only been more than ten days since he came to visit, how could he be gone?

"Are you serious?"

Seeing the anger beneath Zhao Chengchuan's calm appearance, Mrs. Zhao replied honestly, "It was my mother who asked me to come and call you, and I didn't abuse them. You can't take it out on me if you're angry."

Zhao Chengchuan was at a loss. After a long while, he said, "Call the eldest and third brothers and their families over here."

The three brothers met each other without saying hello and went straight to the small courtyard in the county.

The three Zhao Chengchuan brothers entered the old man's room one after another, and soon crying sounds were heard.

"Dad, I'm late!"

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

Wang Mei and Zhao Sansao who were outside the door looked at Zhao Dasao in surprise, and Zhao Dasao also had a confused expression.

"No, my mother just told me to go back and inform you guys!"

The three of them came out with red eyes. Zhao Chengchuan's eyes were red and he looked at Mrs. Zhao fiercely. Mrs. Zhao was frightened and took a few steps back. She said fiercely, "It's none of my business. I haven't been in there!"

Zhao Chengshan stepped forward and slapped him: "Is this how you take care of my parents? They are so skinny!"

Mrs. Zhao covered her face with her hands, her eyes filled with resentment: "How dare you hit me! They are your own parents, have you ever come to see them these days?"