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Xie Tiesheng was always feeling like he was forgetting something, even when he saw his spouse sleeping peacefully, he couldn’t feel at ease—instead, it made him even more restless and unable to sleep.
"Xiaoqi, go and call your fifth brother over," Xie Tiesheng said softly as he straightened his old partner’s hair which was starting to turn yellowish-white.
"Okay." Xie Jingzi also felt that something was off. Her mother looked very peaceful in her sleep and seemed very calm, but when she woke up, she did nothing but cry and hardly spoke a word!
...Words?
Hearing Xie Tiesheng suddenly say this, Xie Jingzi abruptly lifted her head, her eyes reddening! She got up in a panic and rushed out feeling extremely anxious.
Upon reaching the next room, Xie Jingzi saw her fifth brother comforting Xiaoqi; Xiao Si was being well-behaved, sitting on the wooden bed, his small tiger eyes, a trait specific to the Xie Family, quietly following his father and sister around.
"Fifth brother..." Xie Jingzi called softly, but her voice couldn’t suppress the panic in her heart.
"Xiaoqi, what’s wrong? Did mom wake up?"
Xie Jingzi shook her head, then shook her head again, her lips trembling as she sobbed, "Dad is asking for you..."
"Dad!" Xiao Si said fearfully, wanting to throw himself into Xie Jingyang’s arms. He was old enough to understand his aunt’s words.
"Xiao Si, be good, aunt will hold you," Xie Jingzi bit her lip, trying not to scare her little nephew, and forcefully hugged Xiao Si, following behind Xie Jingyang who was already carrying Xiaoqi out.
If not for the weight of Xiao Si on her, Xie Jingzi thought she might collapse, but Xiao Si obediently clung to her neck, quietly weeping, calling out "grandma, grandma".
"Dad, where is mom feeling unwell?" Xie Jingyang, after placing Xiaoqi into their dad’s arms, personally checked his mother’s breathing and heartbeat.
He wasn’t a doctor, but he knew enough to check a heartbeat.
Xie Jingyang silently watched his watch, listening three times before confirming that his mother’s heart rate was indeed a bit too fast.
However, Zhou Xiuhua’s face was a bit pale, yet her expression was peaceful without any sign of pain.
Afraid that waking her up harshly might scare her, he only instructed his younger sister to cook some white millet porridge without salt, to have some soup ready when she woke up.
On the other side, he called over Xiao Si with Xiaoqi to sit beside him, and spoke quietly with Xie Tiesheng.
"Dad, mom’s health really isn’t that good. With the house in such a disarray, why don’t you take little sister and mom to stay at our eldest sister’s house for a few days? You could also get a thorough checkup for her?"
Because of his own issues, it had damaged the family’s reputation and scared his own children, causing his younger sister to be implicated as well—his conscience was truly burdened.
Seeing that school was about to start, he really had to leave, as he had only half a year left until graduation and couldn’t afford to drop out halfway.
And since they were all in the county town, he could still take care of his parents with his sister there; Xiao Si and Xiaoqi would be fine with caregiver around.
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