In the main room separated by a wall, several violent coughs could be heard from time to time, mixed with faint words of concern.

"Qing'er, come here, drink some water to moisten your throat, it will feel better." Mrs. Liu Zhang sat by the bed with a cup of tea, looking at her son who had just woken up with distress.

Lying on the bed was a skeletal man with a haggard face, who drank two sips of tea from her hand.

"Mom, I don't have much time left, Heng'er..." She just started speaking, but before she could finish speaking, Liu Qing covered her mouth and coughed out.

His already pale face became even more bloodless. Because of the violent cough, his eyes were bulging and covered with black and red bloodshot eyes, which looked very scary.

A half-white-haired woman next to the bed hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back gently, with a worried look on her face, "Qing'er, stop talking and lie down. Don't worry, even if you spend all the Liu family's property, you still can't do it for your mother."

I want to cure you!"

She has only one son in this life, and this is her lifeblood.

After a long pause, the man finally stopped coughing. He took away his blood-stained hand and a wry smile appeared on his face, "Mom, my son's body is becoming more and more useless. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this winter."

The cold winter makes it difficult for many seriously ill people to survive. In previous years, this was also the most painful time for him.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense." The woman hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, but tears filled her eyes.

"This time is different from usual. Mom heard from the Gao family's daughter-in-law that there is a miracle doctor in the south of the Yangtze River. He can cure no matter how difficult the disease is. Mom has already sent someone to report to your father, asking him to invite the miracle doctor no matter what. I believe it.

You will definitely get better this time."

Liu Qing was her only son. She couldn't give him a white-haired man as a gift to a black-haired man, and she had to cure him even if she lost all her money.

Tian Yufang, the daughter-in-law of the Gao family, travels all over the country and is well-informed and knows many capable people.

Since she can say this, that miracle doctor must be a capable person, and her Ah Qing can be saved.

But Liu Qing didn't quite believe it. As the saying goes, a long-term illness can lead to a cure.

He knows his own body better than anyone else. He has been able to hold on until now and is at the end of his strength, with no possibility of getting better.

Death, he has been prepared for it all these years.

But he couldn't let go of his parents, let alone his beloved wife... Zhao Yongheng.

Thinking that after his death, his beloved wife might marry someone else, his eyes, tortured by illness, could not help but be filled with jealousy.

His woman, even if he dies, can only be his, and he will never allow any man to defile her.

"Son, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Mrs. Liu and Zhang saw that Liu Qing looked strange, thinking that he was ill again, so she hurriedly asked with concern.

The jealousy in Liu Qing's eyes faded, and sadness appeared on her face again, "My son has known his fate for a long time and has already accepted the reality. It's just pitiful Heng'er that she became a widow at such a young age. My son can't stand her!"

When I said this, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I covered my face and cried bitterly.

Liu Zhang naturally knew that her son and daughter-in-law had a good relationship. In the past, she even resented Zhao Yongheng for taking away all her son's attention.

Now I heard that Liu Qing did not miss her mother before she passed away, but cared about Zhao Yongheng.

Every word is mixed with reluctance, and my heart feels sour and astringent. Naturally, the words are not pleasant to hear.

"What's wrong with her? It's her blessing that she can marry into our Liu family. What's more, she hasn't even laid an egg for so many years. We still keep her and don't abandon her. She should be grateful."

Already."

"But if my son passes away, what will Heng'er do in the future?" Liu Qing thought of his lovely wife's enchanting face, enchanting eyes, and gentle temperament, and a touch of love flashed in his heart. At the same time, he was even more determined.

idea.

Picking up the handkerchief and gently wiping the blood on Liu Qing's hand, Liu Zhang said subconsciously: "What's the use of the Liu family keeping a hen that doesn't lay eggs?"

She had long disliked Zhao Yongheng, and if it really came to that point, she would definitely drive this vixen out of the house.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the man on the bed immediately curled up and struggled to get up, his tone even more excited, "No! Heng'er is my wife, no one can drive her away!"

The man's face became hideous and terrifying because of his excitement.

Mrs. Liu Zhang was afraid that he would hurt her body, so she hurriedly followed his wishes and said: "Okay, okay, if we don't drive her away, then we will keep her at home for the rest of her life."

The Liu family can still afford to support a useless woman, and they don't care about the little rice.

Hearing this, Liu Qing's complexion improved a little, and then she started crying bitterly, "We have been married for several years, and I am about to go back, leaving my wife alone in the world. I am unwilling, unwilling!"

"My son, my poor son." Mrs. Liu Zhang looked at the man who was crying bitterly and started crying too.

After a long time, the two gradually stopped crying.

The man's eyes became strange, "Mom, I can't let go of Heng'er!"

"Son, do you think..." Zhizi Mo Ruomu, Liu Zhang's hand wiping the man's tears paused for a moment, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Since my son can't bear to part with her, let her stay with my son all the time. This is also the blessing she has earned over several lifetimes."

There is no use in having a daughter-in-law when the son is gone. The reason for marrying her is to bring happiness to Qing'er.

Who knew she was so useless. After so many years, not only did she not take away Qing'er's illness, she didn't even leave any heirs.

What is this kind of woman doing in the world? It is better to go down and continue to accompany Qing'er and serve him. This is also Zhao Yongheng's blessing.

Living and sleeping together, dying in the same hole, on the Huangquan Road, on the Naihe Bridge, with his beloved wife by his side, what should he have to fear!

Liu Qing's fearful heart gradually calmed down, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

house next door

With extraordinary hearing, he could clearly hear the words and calculations of the mother and son in the back room, and there was a hint of sarcasm on Yongyang's lips.

If they want to be buried with her, it depends on whether they have the ability!

She went through the plot in her mind and considered all the people and things that could be used.

There is no hope for Zhao Yongheng's natal family. Her father is a pedantic old scholar and her mother is an extremely traditional woman.

They have always respected the views that men are superior to women, and women have three obediences and four virtues.

Otherwise, in the original plot, Zhao Yongheng panicked and informed Liu Qing of her plan. Not only did they not help each other, but they scolded her for her wild thoughts and cursed her husband to death.

Later, when she was falsely accused of adultery, her biological parents did not have any doubts and directly confirmed what the Liu family said, adding insult to injury and severing relations with Zhao Yongheng.

This was the last straw for her.

Under repeated blows, Zhao Changheng died of despair.

After death, resentment surges to the sky and hits the plane directly.

Her husband's family wanted her to be buried alive, and her family members were unreliable.

At present, it seems that the only person who can help her is him!
Chapter completed!