As far as she could remember, her third brother never lazed in bed. But now he was quietly lying there, she could feel the lump in her throat growing larger and larger. Hot tears began to drop one by one down her face.
âThird Brother, Third Brotherâ¦.â Yun Men started crying when she saw how thin Yun Hao had become.
Meng Yunhan had already picked up Little Huzi, afraid that the child would be frightened and have nightmares at night.
The sky was gradually darkening, the light from the window shining in, brightening up the dim room somewhat.
Yunhanâs mother had already lit a kerosene lamp in the room.
âThatâs enough, you are still pregnant. Your third brother will wake up,â Yunhanâs mother thought of her daughterâs recent near miscarriage. She was afraid that her daughter would be too upset, too saddened and that it might cause her to miscarry.
âMother, when will Third Brother wake up?â Zhang Jiang wiped away Yun Menâs tears, desperately wanting to know herself when her Third Brother would wake up.
âI donât know.â If she knew when her son would wake up, she would say it right away, instantly, but the reality was she really didnât know when her son would wake up.
âAhao will definitely wake up.â Yun Lei was convinced that his younger brother would wake up. He couldnât possibly abandon his wife and child like this.
He definitely will wake up.
Yun Hai looked away, unable to watch, or he would have burst into tears. Seeing his brother like this, how could he accept it?
Yunhanâs father still hadnât come over, but was sitting in the living room, his gaze drifting.
âXiaomen, donât cry anymore. Your third brother is a lucky man, he will definitely wake up.â Zhang Jiang was afraid that his wifeâs agitation would harm their child.
Meng Yunhan gently patted Little Huzi, not looking at Yun Hao, but looking away. However, her red eyes revealed her sorrow.
âBut if Third Brother is like this, can he really wake up?â She blurted out with genuine concern.
âZhang Jiang, take Xiaomen home!â Yunhanâs motherâs face looked a bit ugly. She spoke directly to her son-in-law. Although her daughter was not lying, they still had some hope left by not saying it out loud. But now her daughterâs words were like a dagger to their hearts.
Zhang Jiang knew his mother-in-law was angry. He apologized, âMother, then Iâll take Xiaomen home. Tomorrow, Iâll come to see Third Brother again.â
He held Yun Menâs hand and walked towards the door.
âLittle Zhuziâ¦â
Young Zhang Yunxuan also followed along.
âMother, Iâm going to leave first,â Yun Lei proposed that he should leave.
Yun Hai also said, âMother, Iâm also going to leave.â
Seeing them all leaving, Yunhanâs mother turned to Meng Yunhan, âHanhan, can you cope by yourself?â
âMother, I can manage, I can manage,â she assured.
Yunhanâs mother picked up the kettle and went out.
In a while, Yunhanâs mother returned with the kettle, âHanhan, if you need anything, just call out.â
Meng Yunhan nodded, âMother, youâve been working hard these past few days. You should get a good nightâs sleep tonight. I believe Yun Hao will wake up. He must wake up.â There was firm resolve in her eyes.
Yun Hao would definitely wake up. He definitely will.
With a sigh, Yunhanâs mother left.
Whether Third Brother could wake up, she felt the hope was very slim.
If Third Brother could wake up, why hadnât he woken up after more than a month?
âWhy are you still sitting here?â Yunhanâs mother went back to her room, passing through the living room and saw Yunhanâs father still sitting there.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWife, is Third Son okay? Why hasnât he written any letters home for several months? Little Huzi is already a month old.â