The Strong Wife from Peasant Family Chapter 23

Once she stabilized herself, she ran towards her house. When she arrived at her house, she heard her brother Li Qingfeng crying.

"Xiao Ling is back, quickly go in and see your mother one last time!"

Li Qingling walked step by step towards the room with soft steps. It felt like she had walked a century before she reached the room.

Upon entering the room, the pungent smell of blood immediately rushed over. She took a closer look, only to see Mrs. Zhao's face was as white as a piece of paper lying on the bed.

Suddenly, her tears began to flow. "Mother …" She threw herself onto the side of the bed, held Mrs. Zhao's cold hands and cried out.

"Hui Niang, Xiao Ling is back. Xiao Ling is back." Auntie Huang wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and shook Mrs. Zhao's head.

This family was going to be tough, if the Zhao Huiniang was gone, with only a few children left, how would they live?

Mrs. Zhao opened her eyes slightly, and looking at Li Qingling whose face was filled with tears, she smiled weakly, "You're back? Mother … Mother can't take it anymore, this … This home, was … "It's up to you …" Her child was still so young, so she really didn't feel at ease, but there was nothing she could do. If it wasn't for her wanting to take another look at her daughter, she would have already left.

"Mom, you'll be fine." Li Qingling shook Mrs. Zhao's hand in tears. She stood up and was about to pour her some water.

She had spirit water, so spirit water should be able to save her mother.

However, Mrs. Zhao held her hand, preventing her from leaving, "Listen … After listening to his mother's words, his mother … Mother can't hold on any longer. " She took a deep breath, turned her head to the side, and looked at her daughter who was born prematurely. This is you. Your sister, can she. If you can grow up, then … It all depends on her fate. " She didn't know if his little girl would ever grow up with this life of hers.

Li Qingling could see that Mrs. Zhao was holding on to her last breath. She no longer left, and once again knelt on the ground, listening to her last words.

"I'll raise her, don't worry." This was something her mother desperately gave birth to. No matter what, she was going to raise her little sister.

Mrs. Zhao smiled with gratitude, as her eyes turned red from crying, "Xiao Feng, in the future … In the future … Listen to your sister, okay? "

Mother …" Qing Feng cried, "If you don't want me, I'll listen to you, wuu...

If she could, she wouldn't want to leave her children. She also wanted to see them grow up and get married with children. Unfortunately …

"Answer …" Should... "Mother …"

"I will listen to my sister." Li Qingfeng nodded.

Closing her eyes, Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath, she could not hold on much longer, but before she could finish speaking, she shouted, "Speak! "Mo …"

When Liu Zhimo, who was standing at the door heard Mrs. Zhao's words, his eyes red as he walked in, "Aunt …" He looked at Mrs. Zhao, as if he had just seen his parents leave and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

"Ink …" Mrs. Zhao slightly raised his hand. Liu Zhimo hurriedly reached out and grabbed her hand, and she held his hand together with Li Qingling's, "Little … Spirit... In the future … In the future … I'll leave it to you... No, don't. Don't disappoint me... "She …"

He nodded heavily. "I will never let her down."

The corner of Mrs. Zhao's mouth twitched with great difficulty. She looked longingly at her three sons and daughters, and finally couldn't hold on any longer with the last breath she had.

His hand dropped down heavily and his eyes … And closed.

"Mother …"

"Mother …"

Li Qingling screamed in pain at Li Qingfeng, and even the baby that just came out knew that her mother was gone, and started to cry.

The eyes of the people standing in the courtyard all turned red. This matter of parting between life and death was the most difficult to bear.

Fifth Ancestor Grandmother wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She knew that there was no coffin and asked her daughter-in-law to go home and bring the things that she prepared beforehand.

He also told the village chief to go to Old Lee and inform the people there.

The Village Chief sent someone to get him, and not long after, he returned and said that the Old Lee was closed, and no one replied him.

"Truly sinful!" "Why is my heart so dark?" Grandma Fifth Ancestor Grandmother stomped her feet in hatred, "Tell the villagers to help with this useless matter!"

The Village Chief nodded and turned around to give his instructions.

When his daughter-in-law brought her life clothes over, Fifth Ancestor Grandmother entered the room and patted Li Qingling's shoulders, "Good child, don't cry anymore. Help your mother change her clothes and let her go without worrying."

Li Qingling took a deep breath, dried her tears, and hugged his little sister who was crying so hard that his voice had turned hoarse, handing his over to Liu Zhimo, "Help me take care of her."

Liu Zhimo nodded, gently coaxing his little sister.

The Fifth Ancestor Grandmother let the other people out, leaving behind Li Qingling and Auntie Huang, who helped Mrs. Zhao change her birthday suit.

Li Qingling looked at Mrs. Zhao seriously, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance into her mind, "Mother, you should have seen Father now, right?" She stretched out her hand to wipe Mrs. Zhao's perspiring hair and tidied it up, "Please reunite with daddy properly, I will bring little brother and sister back, don't worry!"

No matter how hard it was, she would bring her brother and sister into adulthood and watch them get married.

The people from the village helped with the funeral, but no one from Old Lee saw it.

Li Qingling was completely exhausted, but she did not care about anything else. At the moment, she was opening her red and swollen eyes, and seeing Mrs. Zhao being covered by a piece of yellow soil, the tears that she stopped involuntarily fell again.

When people died, there was nothing but a piece of loess.

After setting up the tombstone, the villagers comforted the Li Qingling siblings and sighed as they went down the mountain.

They felt pity for the Li Qingling siblings. Without a father and mother, these children would be hard to deal with in the future.

Li Qingfeng knelt on the ground and held Li Qingling's hand tightly. He choked with sobs and asked: "Sis, we don't even have mother anymore." We'll never see each other again.

She reached out and rubbed Li Qingfeng's head, then said in a hoarse voice, "Mother, I just went to look for Father, to reunite with you." She looked at her little sister, who had cried herself to sleep. "In the future, my little sister and I will accompany you."

Li Qingfeng wiped away his tears and grunted, saying that he would protect her and his sister when he grows up.

He was the only boy in the family, the pillar of the family. He had to grow up quickly and protect his sister and sister.

After burning the last of the paper money, Li Qingling stood up and pulled Li Qingfeng along, looking at Mrs. Zhao's tombstone, "Mother, you didn't have time to give your sister a name, I gave her one, it's called Li Qingning, I wish her peace in this life." After she finished speaking, she carried the little thing that was in Liu Zhimo's embrace over, "Mother, we'll be going back first. I'll come see you next time."

She knelt down while hugging Li Qingning, kowtowing again, then stood up, went to Li Laigui's grave, and kowtowed.

Only then did he bring Li Qingfeng down the mountain.

Once she got home, she filled a bowl with water and secretly poured some spirit water for Li Qingning to drink.

The little thing also knew that she had lost her mother, so it didn't pick her up.

When she finished, Li Qingling would carry her to her room and let her sleep on the brick bed.

Walking out and holding Li Qingfeng's hand, Li Qingling asked him with a serious expression, why would her mother give birth prematurely? What had happened?

These two days, he had been busy with his mother's funeral, and only now did he have time to ask Li Qingfeng about it.

She had heard the discussions of the villagers, this matter was related to the Old Lee, and specifically, she had to ask Li Qingfeng.

When he thought about Mrs. Zhao, Li Qingfeng's eyes reddened again. He threw himself into Li Qingling's embrace and sobbed out, "Yesterday, I went to feed the little rabbit with Qizhi Rou, and when I heard the sounds of fighting coming from the house, I immediately ran back home and saw Aunt reaching out his hands to push Mother down onto the ground. Aunt and Grandma were carrying our family's food in their hands." When he thought of his mother lying on the ground, bleeding out a lot of her blood, he shook his body and blamed himself in his heart, "If only I …" I'm home, Mother. Mother wouldn't … " Blame him for not being home.

Li Qingling shook her hands and patted Li Qingfeng's head, "It's none of your business, even if you were at home, you wouldn't be able to beat them." She was afraid that her heart would leave a shadow. "Don't blame yourself!"

According to Li Qingfeng, she could even restore the truth of the matter. It was simply that Madam Liu and Madam Lin had come to her house to snatch food from her mother, but her mother was unwilling to stop them.

Raising her head, Li Qingling took a deep breath and slightly pushed Li Qingfeng aside, telling him to look after his sister at home.

Having said so, she stood up, walked to the kitchen, took a knife, and strode out of the house.

Seeing that, Li Qingfeng became anxious, he wanted to chase after his, but he thought of his sister at home, he stomped his feet, ran back to his room and carried his sister out, then ran over to Liu Zhimo's house and shouted for help.

Upon hearing Li Qingfeng's voice, Liu Zhimo, who was just lying on the bed, immediately ran out. Opening the door, he saw an anxious Li Qingfeng, "What's wrong?" When he didn't see Li Qingling, he became anxious, "Did something happen to your sister?"

"Zhi Moge, my sister took the blade and ran out. I think she is going to my grandfather's house. Quickly go and stop her, don't let her do something stupid. " Killing people had to be paid with one's life. He didn't want to lose his parents and his sister.

This fool …

Liu Zhimo became anxious, "Go in and follow Zhi Yan and the others, take care of Xiao Ning, I'll go take a look." Saying that, he lifted his leg and ran.

Li Qingling held onto the blade, and with red eyes, she ran towards Old Lee. Some of the people in the village saw him, and followed him, while some others went to look for the village chief.

Clenching her fists tightly, she ran to the Old Lee and saw that the Old Lee had closed the courtyard door.

She gritted her teeth as she slashed the courtyard door and shouted, "Liu Chunhua, Lin Cuilan, come out for me." It was a beautiful thing for them to think that her mother would still be safe even after killing her.

If she didn't peel off their skin today, she wouldn't believe Li Jun.

"I know you guys are at home, hurry up and come out." Li Qingling kicked the door boards, the blade in her hand suddenly slashed down, and in that moment, there was a pile of wood fragments on the ground.

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