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Chapter 312 It's all because of his illness!

"Are you the only one at home? Where is the second aunt?"

Li Mujin has been in for a long time, but she didn't see Li Xiaoqing. She glanced at Qiao Zishan and asked.

When she asked, Qiao Zishan came to her senses and looked at her and said, "My mother is gone. Cousin Jin, you can go into the house and sit for a while. I will call her back now."

When a guest comes to her family, she has to call her mother back.

As he said that, he asked Li Mujin to walk into the house.

When Li Mujin heard her say this, she shook her head, "You don't have to call your second aunt back. I just come and sit down and I will go back later. I heard this sound, is the second aunt in the house?"

While talking to Qiao Zishan, Li Mujin heard two coughs coming from the room and looked at her and asked.

As soon as I finished asking, I saw a thin and haggard man walking out of the door of the main hall. The man seemed to be in his thirties this year, but he looked like he was in his forties or fifties.

"Second uncle."

This person is Qiao Lei, her second uncle.

I met him when I was a child. Except for looking much older, his appearance has not changed much.

"Xiao Jin, hurry up and sit in the house."

When he was in the room, Qiao Lei could hear the sound outside, so he walked out. There was no expression on his face, but he coughed twice when he was talking to Li Mujin.

"Why."

After hearing Qiao Lei say that, Li Mujin responded, then glanced at Qiao Zishan and followed.

"Sit down and take a rest."

After entering the main hall, Li Mujin glanced at the house and saw that there was nothing in the room except a broken table and a few broken chairs, as well as two mouse holes at the wall.

When she first married into the Xiao family, she thought the Xiao family was poor enough. Now she realized that she had little knowledge and was watching, she suddenly heard Qiao Lei's voice.

Li Mujin looked at him, smiled faintly, found a chair and sat down.

"Cousin Jin, have a little hot water."

As soon as Li Mujin sat down, before she could speak, Qiao Zishan brought half a bowl of hot water from the kitchen with a black-glazed pottery bowl.

Li Mujin reached out to take the bowl, and smiled at the corner of her eyes, "Thank you."

Li Mujin was very polite. Seeing that she was so polite, Qiao Zishan smiled at her embarrassedly, and without saying a word, she walked to Qiao Lei and sat down.

To be honest, I haven’t seen each other for a long time, and Li Mujin didn’t know what to say. She lowered her head and took a sip of hot water, then looked at the two people who didn’t know how to speak. Li Mujin smiled faintly and had to say, “I met my second aunt in the county yesterday. My second aunt said that my second aunt was sick, so I happened to have time today, so I came over to see her. I don’t know if my second aunt’s illness has improved?”

Qiao Lei is an honest man and a stupid mouth. After hearing Li Mujin's question, he coughed and said slowly: "What's the good thing? Old, I'm old and have a problem. I'll get sick from time to time."

Every time I get sick, I have to spend money to buy medicine. In the past two years, because of his illness, my entire family has been dragged down by him.

As he said that, Qiao Lei sighed in his heart, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Zihao is fifteen this year, and the next door is about the same age as him, but there is not even a person who can help him match his marriage.

He knew it was all caused by his illness!

Asthma, it is almost impossible to cure this disease, especially with the current medical conditions. If you are born in a wealthy family and keep the medicines in the long run, you will live for more than ten years at most.

As for such a poor family, they might suddenly lose their lives because of this disease that day.
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