The beginning of the counterattack! The time-traveling boss is famous in Beijing

The Qin family in Changhe Village.

Old Lady Qin vomited blood several times in the past half month.

At this moment, she was lying on the bed, her face was thin, her lips were gray, and her chest was rising and falling weakly.

In just over ten days, he seemed like a different person.

Old Mrs. Zhou and her family were all there, and everyone had a solemn look on their face.

No one could have imagined that Mrs. Qin, who had always been in good health, would suddenly fall ill and be in such a serious condition.

The doctor whispered to Old Lady Zhou that...Old Lady Qin might not survive these few days.

Old Mrs. Zhou felt a sore nose as she looked at Old Mrs. Qin, who was breathing weakly on the bed.

There is still no news about the eldest daughter of the Qin family. Qin Erlang is still young, and this Qin Dalang...

The Qin family has suffered a lot over the years. Just when they were about to live a good life, trouble came again.

Brothers Qin Ziyan and Qin Zimu both knelt in front of Old Lady Qin's bed, tears streaming down their faces.

Qin Ziyan held the old lady Qin's hand, shaking constantly. Before she could say anything, tears began to fall.

"Grandma, please wake up, I beg you..."

"Grandma, it's your grandson who is unfilial. Over the years, your grandson has been blinded by greed, arrogant, disrespectful to the elders, and at odds with his siblings. Your grandson deserves to die..."

Qin Ziyan suddenly stood up and burst into tears. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard several times.

Then he knelt on the ground again and kowtowed hard to Old Lady Qin.

He regretted it! He really regretted it.

Qin Ziyan was filled with regret at this moment.

He regretted that he was blinded by the outside world step by step and lost his original heart, pushing his loved ones away from him one by one.

He regretted that he was narrow-minded, selfish, and profit-driven, and was not worthy of being a scholar.

During this past half month, Qin Ziyan realized for the first time his own incompetence and ignorance in the face of the sudden changes in the Qin family.

In the past, with the protection of Old Lady Qin and the silent dedication of Qin Qiuxi, Qin Ziyan had hardly suffered any hardship.

Whether it's making money or doing household chores, you never have to worry about it.

Old Mrs. Qin fell ill. Without Qin Ruo, he lived in chaos and exhaustion every day.

When Qin Qiuxi was around and Old Mrs. Qin was not ill, everything at home was in order.

The food is hot, the clothes are clean, and when you need money, all you have to do is open your mouth.

He never knew there would be so many endless chores to do at home.

Every day I have to light a fire to cook, clean the yard, wash clothes, and fill the water tank.

They also have to pick a time when the weather is good to carry back the chopped and dried firewood from the mountains, then chop it into pieces and stack them for easier preservation.

It turns out that the weeds in the vegetable garden need to be removed, watered, and fertilized...

If it weren't for the help from Old Lady Zhou's family, he was afraid he wouldn't have made it through two days.

When he was being aggressive towards Old Lady Qin, he thought that whether Qin Qiuxi was there or not would not have the slightest impact on the Qin family.

Now he has to admit that without Qin Qiuxi in this family, he is nothing.

During these days, he learned how to cook and wash clothes...

He will never forget the pain and itchiness when his hands were covered with frostbite.

He stared at Qin Zimu's hands for a long time. They were dark, rough, full of cracks and old wounds.

Qin Ziyan had never paid attention to it before. He thought hard for a long time. What did Qin Zimu do when he was the same age as Qin Zimu?

He remembered that at that time he was still studying in a private school in Datong Township.

Every few days, Old Lady Qin would go over to bring him some clean clothes and take back the dirty ones.

When we arrived at Luming Academy in Taihe County, it was far away from Changhe Village and not so convenient.

He paid one penny for each piece and had them sold to the laundry woman outside to clean up.

Even though Qin Zimu took on most of the work during this period, Qin Ziyan was still so tired that he could almost fall asleep while standing.

When he found some free time and wanted to pick up a book to read, his physical fatigue made it impossible for him to read a single word.

On the first day, Old Lady Qin was able to walk a few steps after waking up, but it was only a short-lived phenomenon.

The next day, he vomited blood again and fell into a deep sleep for a long time.

Occasionally, when he woke up, he would ask, "Is the eldest girl back?"

After learning that Qin Ruo had not returned, he burst into tears again. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, refusing to say anything.

Doctor Zhou from the village came several times and shook his head every time.

He said that Mrs. Qin had a mental illness and there was no cure.

Qin Ziyan had never felt so frightened before. At first, he was just afraid of being branded as unfilial, but he was even more afraid that he would lose the support of Old Lady Qin in the future.

He couldn't believe that Old Mrs. Qin, such a healthy person, had suddenly reached the point where she was on the verge of death.

He thought of Qin Ruo, those cold words and indifferent eyes.

For the first time, Qin Ziyan faced himself and realized that he had been living like a joke for all these years.

Loneliness and helplessness were like giant beasts in the deep sea, devouring his heart bit by bit.

Qin Ziyan's crazy behavior at this moment not only scared Qin Zimu, but also scared the people from the Zhou family present.

Old Mrs. Zhou and her group immediately screamed in surprise and rushed forward to stop them.

When Zhou's father and his two sons pulled Qin Ziyan up from the ground, blood was already oozing from Qin Ziyan's forehead.

Qin Zimu forced back his tears, hardened his heart and turned his head away from Qin Ziyan.

Qin Zimu had resentment and hatred towards his brother.

Looking at Qin Ziyan with blood all over his forehead, he felt a little relieved, but also a little uncomfortable.

The feeling was very complicated. Qin Zimu clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, biting his lips and saying nothing.

"Big girl...Big girl..."

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the bed and Old Qin woke up.

Qin Ziyan took two steps at a time and walked to the bedside, tightly holding Old Lady Qin's hand. His depressed mood of the past few days finally eased a little.

Grandma..." Qin Ziyan called softly.

Old Mrs. Qin opened her eyes with great effort and looked around at everyone in the room. The little bit of expectation in her eyes had disappeared.

She looked at the blood on Qin Ziyan's forehead, raised her hand tremblingly, and gently wiped away the tears from Qin Ziyan's eyes.

Then, he let out a long sigh,

She patted the head of Qin Zimu, who was lying on the bed and sobbing.

She whispered, "Erlang, don't cry. You've lost weight again..."

Finally, Old Lady Qin waved to Old Lady Zhou, motioning her to come forward, and then waved to let the others go out first.

"Good sister, you don't have to say anything. Just take care of yourself, you will get better." Old Mrs. Zhou held back her tears, forced a smile, walked forward, patted Old Mrs. Qin's hand and spoke softly.

"It's snowing... Is the winter solstice coming soon?"

"Last year, the eldest girl didn't have dumplings. This year... I don't know if she can have them outside this year."

Old Lady Qin stretched out her hand and brushed away the falling snow on Old Lady Zhou's shoulders as she walked all the way from Zhou's house.

After a moment, she suddenly held Old Lady Zhou's hand tightly, and a trace of clarity suddenly flashed across her cloudy eyes.

"If Ruo'er comes back one day, please, please say sorry to her on my behalf..."