Siheyuan: Sending my younger brother to the countryside to raise pigs

"Come on, Dalang, get up and take your medicine."

In a trance, Li Jin vaguely heard a gentle voice ringing in his ears.

The classic scene in "Water Margin" where Pan Jinlian feeds Wu Dalang medicine flashed involuntarily in my mind.

He didn't think much about it, suspecting that one of his friends in the dormitory was reading "Water Margin", and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

What era is this? There are still people reading "Water Margin".

Hey, what's wrong with my head? Why does it hurt so much?

Also, where does the smell of medicine come from?

Li Jin opened Mimi Meng's eyes.

Then I saw an enlarged smiling face and a chrysanthemum approaching me, with a spoon in its hand bringing it to my mouth.

The dark soup shone with a chilling luster.

"Oh my god! Pan Jinlian!"

Li Jin was startled and raised his hand to knock over the soup spoon. He rolled to the other side of the bed and looked at the woman opposite with a look of panic and fear.

The black medicine spilled all over the woman, and the scalded woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and jumped up from the bed as if her tail was stepped on, frantically shaking off the medicine on her body.

"Yan Jiecheng, you want to die!"

Yu Li shook her clothes and screamed.

Yan Jiecheng?

Who is Yan Jiecheng?

Li Jin scanned the room.

There was no third person in the room, and it was obvious that the woman was talking to herself.

My name is clearly Li Jin, when did I change it?

Could it be that he is the lost son of a billionaire, and now he has been found, recognized his ancestors, and is ready to inherit billions of wealth?

Li Jin frowned even deeper and glanced around the room again.

Well, this simple environment is not even as good as the public toilets on the street. It doesn't look like a billionaire family at all. It looks more like a poor mountain village in some remote area.

and many more!

It is often shown on TV that some poor mountain villages cannot afford to marry wives, so human traffickers abduct women and sell them to the old bachelors in the village to continue the family line.

There are even reports of some families with multiple sons sharing wives.

Then what am I...

I was also abducted! ?

Once this thought came to my mind, I couldn't suppress it no matter how hard I tried.

Li Jin was so frightened that his brain suddenly shut down. A chill ran from the soles of his feet along his spine all the way to the back of his head.

Just as he was thinking about how to escape the clutches of this female devil, he felt a dull pain in his head and countless images came to his mind.

Li Jin hugged his head, curled up his body, and let out a painful wail.

Yu Li was cursing and wiping the medicine off her body with disgust.

Suddenly she heard a scream and turned around to see Yan Jiecheng in pain. She was immediately frightened.

"Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiecheng, how are you? You... don't scare me."

Yu Li called out twice, and seeing that Yan Jiecheng was not getting better, she turned around and rushed out of the house.

While running, he shouted: "Mom, mom, please come and have a look, Jie Cheng...he is dying!"

In broad daylight, these words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

The small courtyard was instantly in an uproar, and the neighbors all showed surprised expressions and talked about it.

"What? Old Yan's eldest son is dying? What happened? He was fine the day before yesterday at noon. I met him at the door and he even greeted me with a smile."

"Yes, he was less than 30 years old and didn't even have a child. How could he be gone at such a young age?"

"I heard that he got up to go to the bathroom last night, didn't look carefully at the road and fell, and happened to hit the back of his head."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that he passed away so young. Old Yan was looking forward to enjoying his life. The hen he raised with great difficulty was about to lay eggs. Boom! It's gone! Is this the same as cutting flesh from him?"

The women around were amused by their companions' expressions and started laughing.

One of the women nudged her companion with her elbow and said in a low voice, "Come on, stop laughing. You all look so happy about other people's misfortunes. Be careful or Yan Jiecheng will come to your house tonight to look for you."

When they thought of Yan Jiecheng standing at the head of the bed with disheveled hair staring at them, several women couldn't help but shudder and dared not talk nonsense anymore.

……

Today is Sunday and the school is closed.

Yan Fugui sat on the tattered recliner at the door, basking in the sun and reading the newspaper leisurely, occasionally taking a sip from the porcelain jar on the table.

The third aunt sat on a stool nearby, rubbing the clothes in the basin in front of her vigorously, but her expression was not on the clothes.

The third aunt asked worriedly, "Hey, do you think the eldest is okay? It's been so long, why hasn't he woken up yet? Should we take him to the hospital?"

Yan Fugui raised his eyebrows, revealing a pair of calculating eyes under his glasses, and said unhappily, "What are you looking at? Is it free to see a doctor? Besides, it's just a bump, what's there to worry about? Didn't the doctor say it's okay?"

"But it's just an outpatient clinic after all. How can the level of medical skills be compared with those in the hospital?"

"Why can't they compare? Doctors in hospitals are doctors, but doctors in clinics are not doctors? I find that you are just worrying too much. The boss's head didn't even bleed, how could there be anything wrong?"

"Then why hasn't he woken up yet? No... He couldn't have been thrown into a vegetable state, right? If he never wakes up, then our family will..."

Yan Fugui was also shocked by the third aunt's idea.

The first thought that popped into my mind was not that my son had become a vegetable, but that I was worried about my money.

Once Yan Jiecheng becomes a vegetable, not only will he be unable to help him make money, but he will also need someone to take care of him. The medical expenses and living expenses will be a bottomless pit.

Yan Fugui was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and angrily yelled at the third aunt, "Shut up your crow mouth. Look at what you are saying. Aren't you cursing the boss? If the boss is really paralyzed, it's because of you."

"I... I'm not. I didn't..."

The three aunts tried their best to defend themselves.

At this moment, Yu Li rushed in breathlessly, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "Mom and Dad, no... it's not good. Jie Cheng, he... he's dying. You should go check on him."

Upon hearing the news, Yan Fugui and his wife jumped up from their stools.

"You...what did you say?"

The second son Yan Jiefang, the third son Yan Jiekuang, and the daughter Yan Jiedi all rushed out of the house, each with an expression of disbelief.

They were obviously shocked by the news.

"Sister-in-law, you...what do you mean? My brother really..."

Yu Li pursed her lips and said nothing, but her sad and painful expression said it all.

Although she didn't like Yan Jiecheng, they had lived together for several years after all.

Seeing that he was about to pass away, I couldn't help feeling sad.

"My son..., ugh!"

The third aunt let out a heart-wrenching wail, and suddenly her vision went dark, the world was spinning, and she fell straight to the side.

Yan Jiefang was close by and was quick-witted and rushed to the third aunt to hold her up, thus preventing her from falling.

The whole family gathered around the three aunts, shouting anxiously.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, don't scare me."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry, send mom to the hospital."

Yan Fugui was calmer than the other children and shouted, "Why are you panicking? It's just a small matter, so why rush to the hospital? Get out of the way."

He separated himself from the others and squatted in front of his wife, pinching her philtrum with his thumb.

soon.

With a "uh" sound, the third aunt came back to life.

Faced with so many anxious faces, I suddenly thought of my oldest son, and I didn’t care about my physical discomfort. There was only one thought in my mind.

The eldest son is dying!

"My son..."

She rushed to Yan Jiecheng's house crying all the way.

When the neighbors in the yard saw this scene, they became even more certain that Yan Jiecheng was really dead.

Sorrowful.