Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

With this idea in mind, Yang Ruihua took the opportunity after the children left to tell her husband about this matter with the clothes to be mended in her hands. After all, some of these words involved feudal superstition. The family would not say anything except that the child would grow up and understand the seriousness of the matter. But the three children were still young. If they accidentally told others about this while playing in the yard, there would be trouble in his family again.

We still have to take precautions. It would be best not to let them know about this.

After hearing what his wife said, Yan Bugui fell into deep thought.

He stayed in the pit for a long time last night and called for help only when he heard no movement outside. As for the speculation that he had bad luck because of a conflict with the Lotus Widow, he wanted to confirm his wife's statement for a moment, but then he immediately put it out of his mind.

People have three urgent things to do. No matter how capable the widow Lotus is, she cannot control this matter.

What Yan Bugui couldn't understand the most was that he clearly heard footsteps last night and ran into the women's public restroom opposite. However, when he jumped into the sewer to hide and listen for any movement, those gangsters came in to search but didn't catch anyone. It couldn't be that the other party had learned from him and just happened to choose to jump into the sewer to hide at the same time.

Even if this guess is true, how did the other party get up here?!

Maybe, the other party didn't come up at all! ?

Drowned in a cesspool! ?

As soon as this idea came into his mind, Yan Bugui's eyes widened. Yang Ruihua, who was standing by, saw that his husband had not responded to him for a long time, so he stopped sewing. When he looked up, he saw that his husband had a strange expression on his face, so he stretched out a hand and waved it in front of him.

"Old Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to call a doctor?"

Yan Bugui came back to his senses immediately, and hurriedly stopped Yang Ruihua who was about to get up to put in the clothes: "Mother, I'm fine, don't go! Cough... cough cough... cough..."

Last night, he stayed in the pit for too long. Not only did he catch a cold, but he was also too frightened, causing repeated fevers during the day. He also shouted for help for too long. When Yan Bugui spoke, his throat felt itchy, dry, and painful. He coughed several times in succession and couldn't stop. Yang Ruihua was so scared that he quickly put the things in his hand at the end of the bed, walked over quickly, and patted him on the back to calm him down: "Old Yan, don't scare me!"

"Cough cough cough... Really... I'm fine!" Feeling the force on his back, Yan Bugui gradually felt much better. His coughing gradually stopped. He took a breath and expressed his needs: "Mother, pour me a glass of water... I shouted too long last night, and my throat is a little uncomfortable now."

The main problem is that the patient has repeated fevers during the day. Sometimes he is energetic and sometimes he is drowsy. He never thinks of drinking more water.

"Hey! Hey! I'll pour it for you right away!" As he said this, Yang Ruihua quickly poured a cup of still warm water from the thermos and handed it over.

Yan Bugui took it and gulped it down. In less than five seconds, he had finished the cup of hot water. He stretched out his hand and said, "Another cup!"

"Eh!"

Just like that, Yan Bugui drank four glasses of water in a row. His whole stomach was swollen. Only then did Yan Bugui feel that his throat felt much better.

Holding the empty cup, Yang Ruihua asked warmly, "How are you? Old Yan, are you feeling better? Do you need another cup?"

“No, no!” Yan Bugui waved his hand hastily: “I’m full!”

"Row!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruihua placed the cup on the bedside table, put the thermos deeper under the bed, then sat on the seat again, picked up the clothes that had not been mended yet and continued to mend them.

"By the way, Old Yan, what do you think of what I just said to you?" Yang Ruihua mentioned what she had said before, her voice not too loud nor too soft.

They were the only two people in the ward.

In fact, the doctor originally wanted to arrange for Yan Bugui to stay in another ward with other patients.

However, Yan Bugui's odor was too strong. In order to avoid complaints from other patients, he was simply arranged to live in an empty ward.

Yan Bugui's previous guess had not yet come to his mind. After hearing this, he just smiled helplessly: "Mother, it's enough for you to say this to me. After all, now is the time to break feudal superstitions. It's best not to show this idea in front of others.

As for whether it was true or not, it is actually not that important. The situation last night was so dangerous. If I hadn’t wanted to save my own life, I wouldn’t have made the choice to jump into the pit.”

"We can't afford to offend the Lotus Widow's family. We are just ordinary people. Although her family is also ordinary people, they have backers. You see, the Lotus Widow is usually very close to the people in the street office.

At least we can't be enemies with her. If possible, we should even try to get closer to her family. Look at the widow Zhang and old man Sun who are close to widow Lotus. They usually get a lot of benefits."

"In the long run, it would be a very good choice for us to establish a good relationship with the Lotus Widow."

For Yan Bugui, the reason why he chose to be elected as the steward was to be able to get some benefits from it. Not to mention the melon seeds and peanuts he could get after each meeting of the whole institute, he would even receive something for being on duty at the door.

At the whole hospital meeting with Xu Damao last night, Yan Bugui said this when giving advice to Liu Haizhong because Xu Damao usually gave him a bunch of mushrooms and other local specialties after showing movies in the countryside. His main purpose was to avoid offending both sides.

After all, he couldn't afford to offend the deaf old lady and the Yi family, and he was reluctant to give away the gifts Xu Damao usually gave him.

He knew that Liu Haizhong wanted to be such a villain, so he just handed the knife to Liu Haizhong and he just watched silently from behind.

"Okay, Old Yan, I got it. Don't worry, I promise not to hold you back. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will take some of my pickled vegetables to apologize to Widow Lotus, and then our relationship will change." Yang Ruihua is not stupid. She is a person who usually makes a lot of calculations. How could she not know the benefits of making friends with Widow Lotus? Not to mention anything else, just take the fish offal after processing, it can also improve the family's meals.

Yan Bugui nodded in agreement: "Mother, you are right to think so!"

As he spoke, he gave an encouraging smile.

Seeing this, Yang Ruihua smiled shyly, scratched the hairline with the needle a few times, and continued sewing.

The lighting in the hospital ward is good, and she has to make good use of it. After all, Old Yan's hospitalization cost a lot of money.