The Qin and Han Dynasties didn''t know exactly what Jingyue''s home was like, because he couldn''t ask or ask about it, so he really didn''t know the specific situation of Jingyue''s home.


    There is no special symbol in Huangyang village. The only thing that can hold hands is a wooden bridge. This bridge has existed for hundreds of years or even longer. Up to now, this bridge is still very intact. However, this bridge is not famous and is not worth mentioning compared with those places of interest.


    Jingyue''s home is not far from the entrance of the village. After crossing the bridge and walking for about two kilometers, we enter the village and come to Jingyue''s home. It is also three old earth houses. The yard is in chaos. Although we haven''t entered the house yet, it''s not difficult to see what''s going on in her home.


    When the motorcycle came to the door, Jing Yue got out of the car. Looking at the dilapidated courtyard, she couldn''t help sighing and said with a little embarrassment: "the situation of our family is not very good, let you laugh..."


    "My home is similar."


    He smiled. The Qin and Han Dynasties pushed the motorcycle to the yard. He was born in the countryside since childhood, and his home was really no better than Jingyue''s. at least it must have been like this a few months ago, so he didn''t feel that Jingyue''s home was bad at all. On the contrary, he felt a little cordial after he came. Of course, he didn''t deny that there was a relationship between Jingyue and him.


    The so-called like a person is to like her all, and so is her home.


    "Dad. Guests are coming. Come out. " Jingyue shouted first, then looked back and said with a little embarrassment, "my father is a big sleep fan. He goes to bed so early every day."


    Qin Han nodded again without saying more. He kept looking at the yard. Somehow, he was a little nervous when he saw the door light outside. Although he had never met Jing Yue''s father, he was still a little stressed, as if he felt a little ugly when his daughter-in-law saw her in law.


    "Why did you come back so late? It''s raining heavily outside. Come back tomorrow!" Jing Changjun pushed open the plank door and came out.


    "I''ll come back and have a look when I miss you. What''s the matter? Why don''t you let people go home? " Jingyue was a little unhappy and said, "if you don''t welcome me, I won''t come back. I won''t come back if you ask me."


    "It''s better not to come back. I live more leisurely by myself." Jing Changjun said, "I''m becoming more and more willful. I can do whatever I want. I''m old and old. What do you say you''ll do when it rains so hard..."


    Jing Changjun shouted and walked out. When the Qin and Han Dynasties and Jing Yue entered the yard, his eyes fell on the Qin and Han Dynasties. He looked up and down at the Qin and Han Dynasties, and then looked at Jing Yue. He seemed to have some ideas in his heart.


    "Xiao Yue, who is this?" Jing Changjun smiled and said, "it seems I''ve never seen it before. Is it your friend?"


    "Dad, this is the Qin and Han Dynasties. I told you before that you can''t remember?" Jingyue looked back at the Qin and Han Dynasties and said, "Qin and Han Dynasties, this is my father..."


    "Uncle Jing."


    Before Jing Changjun spoke, the Qin and Han dynasties had taken a step forward and said politely, "I''m a classmate of Jing Yue in the Qin and Han Dynasties. I''m here for the first time."


    "Qin and Han Dynasties?"


    Jing Changjun looked at the Qin and Han Dynasties again. Then he smiled a little embarrassed and said, "look at my brain. I still don''t remember who it is. Jing Yue, when did you tell me? Why can''t I remember?"


    "You, it''s a noble man who forgets things. When do you say it as if you can remember it?" Jing Yue said angrily, "did you remember the classmate at the stone table I told you last year?"


    "Stone table classmate?"


    With a grin, Jing Changjun couldn''t help looking at the Qin and Han Dynasties. He was very embarrassed and said, "it seems that he still can''t remember..."


    "Is it right to say that you are a noble and forgetful person?" Jing Yue said.


    "Fart noble people forget more things, just you talk more." Jing Changjun scolded angrily, then looked at the Qin and Han Dynasties and said, "come on, come in and sit in the house. Uncle has a bad memory. He won''t remember it for a while. Don''t be angry!"


    "Uncle Jing has never seen me. It''s normal not to remember." Qin Han said with a smile.


    "Come on, come in and sit down." Jing Changjun pointed to the room and said, "are you tired of riding a motorcycle all the way? Come in and have a cup of tea and have a rest. "


    "Not tired."


    Qin Han shook his head and followed Jingyue into the house. The light in the house was not enough. In the outer room, only some pots and pans and some necessities of life could be seen. In addition to these, they were a wooden round table, and the walls were dark. It seemed that the walls had not been painted for a long time, and spider webs could be vaguely seen on the roof


    Seeing the Qin and Han Dynasties looking around, Jing Yue was embarrassed. She wanted to say why Jing Changjun didn''t clean up the house, but she took it back. She knew more about Jing Changjun than anyone. Not to mention cleaning up the house, she could cook a meal by herself. Moreover, this time she came back, she found that Jing Changjun''s look was getting worse and worse, and her original sallow face was a little black, Although she is not a doctor, she also knows something about liver disease. Jing Changjun''s condition is obviously getting worse now. As for the specific extent, she can''t be sure.


    "Come in and sit down." Jingyue pulled open the curtain and pointed to the spring and autumn chair that had been used for many years to indicate that the Qin and Han Dynasties sat down.


    "OK."


    The Qin and Han Dynasties answered and sat down on the chair. Although Jing Yue didn''t say it, he could also guess what Jing Yue was thinking. At this time, he obviously couldn''t be picky. For a poor man, if he wiped the dust before sitting on the chair, it would be no different from beating the father and daughter''s mouth, It''s even worse than hitting them in the mouth.


    Besides this, the Qin and Han Dynasties really didn''t think about whether the chairs were dirty or not. As he said before, his home was actually no better than Jingyue''s, so there was nothing to be picky about.


    Of course, this is only one of the reasons. The more reason is that he is more casual. It is not impossible to say that he is a dirty seed.


    "Xiao Yue, you talk to your classmates. I''ll pour you water. By the way, have you eaten?" Jing Changjun said.


    "Of course not. It''s not waiting for chef Jing to cook for us." Jing Yue said with a smile.


    "I know how to eat."


    Jing Changjun scolded angrily, then looked at the Qin and Han Dynasties and said, "you talk, I''ll cook for you. By the way, what do you want to eat?"


    "Don''t be busy, uncle. I''m not too hungry." Qin Han said quickly.


    "How about that? People are iron and rice is steel. If you don''t eat a meal, you''re hungry. Talk first. There''s nothing delicious at home. I''ll make some for you." Jing Changjun smiled and said, "how about poached egg noodles?"


    "Is there anything else besides this?" Jingyue asked with a smile.


    "Smelly girl..."


    Jing Changjun stared at Jing Yue in embarrassment. As Jing Yue said, there are not many things in the family now. There are less than two bowls of rice left, and there is no white flour. There are only half a bag of noodles and a few eggs, and the dishes are cucumbers. There are really no people who can take them.


    "Sit down first and I''ll change my clothes." Jing Yue said.


    "You''re busy. Don''t worry about me." Qin Han said.


    When Jing Yue got out of the house, Qin and Han Dynasties looked around the house. The house was not big. What could be said was the flashlight on the cabinet. Now he knew why Jing Changjun rested early. Jing Yue was not at home and his wife was gone. His old brother was at home. He didn''t even have a TV or anyone who could talk, What does he do when he doesn''t sleep? He can''t talk to himself, can he?


    Although I don''t know the specific situation of his family, it''s not difficult to see some problems in front of me. We can use poverty to describe the family.


    She didn''t let him wait. After a few minutes, Jing Yue opened the curtain and came back. When she saw the Qin and Han Dynasties looking around, she was somewhat embarrassed. She couldn''t complain about poverty, let alone not let the Qin and Han Dynasties look around.


    "Don''t regret coming later?" Jing Yue asked.


    "Why regret?" Qin Han shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think it''s good..."


    "Anyway, it''s too late to regret. My father has clothes. Do you want to change them?" Jing Yue took a deep breath and said, "why don''t you make do with it, my father''s clothes..."


    "It''s all right. It''ll dry after wearing it for a while." Qin Han said with a smile.


    Looking at Jing Yue''s expression, he couldn''t help sighing. He could guess what Jing Yue was thinking. She certainly didn''t dislike the family, but it must be bad for others to see it.


    But he didn''t know how to persuade the girl at this time, because it made Jing Yue more embarrassed. It was obviously the best choice not to say more.


    "What do you think of my father''s illness?" Before Jing Changjun came in, Jing Yue came to the Qin and Han Dynasties and asked in a low voice“ Can you tell? "


    The Qin and Han dynasties had expected Jing Yue to ask about this. After all, for her, Jing Changjun''s illness was the top priority. It can be said that nothing is more important than this. When he just came in, he was quietly looking at Jing Changjun. Although he didn''t feel the pulse for Jing Changjun, he could see eight or nine times at a glance.


    "Very serious." Qin Han took a deep breath and said, "it''s more serious than you said. The late stage of liver cirrhosis has entered the ascites stage. If you look carefully, it should not be difficult to find that his upper abdomen is larger. If you can take off your clothes, it will be more accurate."


    Hearing the speech, Jing Yue trembled. She also knew what the ascites of liver cirrhosis was. After all, Jing Changjun didn''t get the disease for a day and a half. Although she hasn''t received the best treatment, she also consulted some relevant contents outside. Liver cirrhosis is a very sensitive stage. If it is properly controlled, it may not continue to develop, but it must not be cured, But once the patient enters the stage of cirrhotic ascites, it will become very troublesome, even develop liver cancer in a few months, and may die directly because of cirrhotic ascites.


    Moreover, it is almost impossible to cure cirrhotic ascites. Let alone these small hospitals in Tianshan County, it is difficult to go to Chifeng City or even to the capital hospital for treatment. To be exact, it can only alleviate the disease and eventually develop into liver cancer, which is tantamount to declaring death.