New ink fragrance in old times

Chapter 121 I don’t like it here

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a gentle and slightly vicissitudes voice broke the silence: "Bean, didn't you go out to play?"

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was still bright and warm. He smiled and responded: "Great-grandmother, I'm tired from playing, so I came back to rest."

As he said this, he stood up and politely gave up his rocking chair to Zhao Wan.

Zhao Wan nodded gently, a warm smile on her face, as if she could see through Lin Mo's heart. She slowly sat down, and the rocking chair swayed gently with her movements, making a low, rhythmic sound that blended into the surrounding tranquility.

Lin Mo sat down on a chair beside him, looking up at the sky from time to time, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Soon, Zhao Yue'e, Lin Mo's grandmother, joined them and sat on another chair. The three of them closed their eyes quietly, enjoying the peaceful time.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the occasional chirping of birds and the sounds of children playing in the distance reminding them that life continued.

However, Lin Mo suddenly had an idea in his mind, and suddenly understood some subtle changes in the people around him, and felt a little sad.

Lin Mo recalled the subtle yet harsh whispers at the dinner table yesterday, his grandmother Zhao Yue'e's words that seemed to contain deep meanings, and the strange looks given to him by both adults and children this morning. All of these were like thin threads, quietly and silently weaving into an invisible net that tightly bound him and made him feel unprecedentedly depressed.

Hahahaha.

It turns out that the person they were talking about was me.

It's ridiculous.

"grandmother?"

Lin Mo finally couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Yue'e: "Hmm? What's wrong, Sanlang?"

Lin Mo lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and the emotions in his heart surged like a tide.

"Grandma, I..."

I want to say that I feel deep malice and speculation here. I don’t like it here. I don’t like this feeling of being excluded. I miss that carefree home full of laughter.

These thoughts weighed on Lin Mo's heart like a huge rock, making it difficult for him to speak.

Finally, Lin Mo took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Yue'e who was basking in the sun with her eyes closed, and changed his tone: "Grandma, the sun is so warm today that I can't help but want to bask in it for a while."

Zhao Yue'e: "Yes, it's really warm. This kind of weather is perfect for sitting quietly, basking in the sun, and chatting."

Lin Mo closed his eyes, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

He thought to himself with self-mockery: Who am I? What can I change? If I say I want to leave, will I really get what I want?

Although the sun was shining, Lin Mo felt a chill on his back. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart and spread throughout his body.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down so that the people around him would not notice that something was wrong with him.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility.

Yao Niang appeared at the gate of the courtyard, her face full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if something big was about to happen.

"grandmother."

There was a hint of trembling in Yao Niang's voice as she walked quickly to Zhao Wan.

Zhao Wan looked up at Yao Niang, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "Yao Niang, why are you here? You look so flustered, is there something wrong?"

Yao Niang took a deep breath, as if mustering up her courage: "Grandma, my uncle...he fainted."

Zhao Wan hurriedly asked, "How could this happen? Shu'er has always been in good health, how could he suddenly faint?"

Yao Niang lowered her head and lowered her voice a little: "Grandma, I don't know the details. It was my aunt who sent me a message. I don't know the details."

After hearing this, Zhao Wan's body trembled slightly, and the crutch in her hand unconsciously tightened.

Zhao Yue'e, who was standing by, saw this and came over to support Zhao Wan. While helping her calm down, she said, "Mom, don't worry. I'll go check on the situation."

Zhao Wan patted her hands, her eyes full of determination: "Yue'e, I will go too. I want to go and see the tree myself."

Lin Mo stood up and said, "Great-grandmother, don't worry, I'll go with you."

Zhao Yue'e and Yao Niang supported Zhao Wan, and Lin Mo followed the three of them out of the yard.

Lin Mo thought back to Yao Niang's behavior just now, and secretly pondered what Yao Niang said in his heart. Yao Niang didn't act like she didn't know, it seemed that this matter was not simple.

I don’t know what happened to my uncle, whom I haven’t met all night.

The group rushed to a yard where many people had already gathered. They looked nervous and were talking a lot.

Zhao Dong saw Zhao Wan and her group from afar and quickly came over to greet them, bowing and saying, "Grandpa, you're here."

Zhao Wan eagerly grabbed Zhao Dong's arm, her eyes full of anxiety: "How is Shu'er now? Why did he suddenly faint?"

Zhao Dong looked at Zhao Wan's anxious face and felt a pang of pity in his heart.

He secretly glanced at Yao Niang who was standing next to him, and read a hint of concealment in her eyes.

Zhao Dong knew that Yao Niang might not have told the ancestor about the situation of his uncle.

Zhao Dong knew very well that given his seniority and status, it was not appropriate for him to say anything at this time.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady. "Grandfather, I...I don't know the specific situation. My uncle suddenly fainted. We were all terrified and immediately sent for a doctor."

Zhao Wan's face became even paler, and the crutches in her hand seemed to have become heavier.

She asked anxiously, "Where's Doctor Qian? Has Doctor Qian arrived?"

Zhao Dong nodded quickly: "Here he is, he has already gone in and is treating my uncle."

"Mom, don't worry too much. My brother is a lucky man, and he will be fine."

Zhao Yue'e helped Zhao Wan sit down and comforted her gently.

Yao Niang also quickly comforted her, "Yes, Grandma, don't worry too much. My uncle is usually in good health, he will be fine."

In response to the two people's comfort, Zhao Wan just sat silently in the chair without responding.

Her hands unconsciously clenched the crutch in her hand, and her eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

Lin Mo observed all this quietly from the side. He was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the faces of the people around him and the mutual shirking of responsibility.

Lin Mo thought to himself that his uncle's condition might not be optimistic.

There was an oppressive silence in the air and no one spoke for a while.

Everyone was silently praying that the people in the house would be safe.

Just then, there was a commotion in the yard, and the arrival of a group of people broke the original tranquility.

Lin Mo looked over and saw several elderly people with gray hair and kind faces slowly walking into the yard. They were followed by several young people, obviously coming together.

"Wan'er."

The leading old man, Zhao Bai, nodded to Zhao Wan with a hoarse voice.

Several other elderly people also nodded to Zhao Wan. Their faces were full of traces of time, but their eyes revealed unquestionable majesty.

Chapter 122 I asked Chuanzi to go to the field and call my sister-in-law