Zhang Xiaohong is gone.

She walked peacefully without any pain.

Afterwards, Zhao Jie brought his son and some of Wang Chong's local friends to attend the funeral.

Even the royal family sent eunuchs to read out the emperor's imperial edict, so that the king would be sad and mourn. If he had time, he could go to the imperial capital to relax.

After Zhang Xiaohong was buried, the flu gradually dissipated and the Acropolis regained its vitality.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Chong was already fifty years old.

As he gets older, he feels his health is getting worse and worse, so many things are left to Wang Jun to take care of.

Business in heaven and earth is still booming, but the women inside have already changed their lives.

It was not that Wang Chong drove them away, but that he later stipulated that he would work here for ten years at most. Within ten years, he would have to find an honest person to marry. If he couldn't get married, he would have to be a maid here.

Regarding safety, Wang Chong specially hired a doctor to check regularly, so it has always been good.

Hotpot restaurants have now been opened to the imperial capital. Xiaoyu Hotpot is now a well-known brand restaurant in the country. Everyone knows that some people are proud of treating guests and holding weddings at Xiaoyu Hotpot.

This year, Yalan accidentally fell and broke her pelvis. Because she was older, she had to rest in bed.

But she still couldn't get through it. She was so old that she burst into tears, but she didn't cry out loud.

Wang Chong has been with Guo Yueluo these days.

"master."

Yalan held Wang Chong with wrinkled hands, "I... I hurt so much."

"Call it out if it hurts, it's better." Wang Chong sighed. Yalan was a strong woman. In a sense, she was like her mother Zhang Xiaohong.

"Master, I have been with you for so long and have never asked you. This time, I want you to have something to do."

Yalan's face, full of crow's feet, showed a pleading look.

"Sister Yalan, if you have anything to do, just tell me, my husband and I will definitely help you." Guo Yueluo next to him wiped Yalan's face and said with red eyes.

"Well, let's talk." Wang Chong also said.

"Help me...help me die." Yalan grabbed Wang Chong's hand tightly: "It hurts so much. I'm really suffering when I'm alive."

"Wuwuwu, Sister Yalan, you will be fine, you will be fine. When you get better, you will teach me how to sew shoes." Guo Yueluo was heartbroken.

Yalan squeezed out a smile: "The moon sets, the shoes you made are better than mine."

"No, no..."

Yalan looked at Wang Chong: "Master, Xiaoyu, I beg you..."

The voice was almost begging.

"Okay." Wang Chongzheng pointed out that for Yalan, this kind of pain is indeed worse than death.

Living is a burden for her.

"Wait." Wang Chong shook his hand and left, went to the pharmacy in person to configure the medicine.

He used to learn Western medicine, but he was still not a good person, so he really knew nothing about traditional Chinese medicine.

However, he has not been in vain in recent years, and has also learned from some doctors, so he knows that some medicinal materials can play a role in poison after being prepared.

Soon, the sweet and paralyzing medicinal materials were prepared without pain when people died.

When he got home, he cooked it himself, took the medicine and brought it in.

"This is a tonic that I made myself." Wang Chong looked at Yalan and said.

"Thank you, Master." Yalan smiled. Seeing Guo Yueluo crying in a daze, Yalan held her hand and comforted her: "Sister, you should be happy for me. I'm leaving. Remember to take out the shoes in the cabinet in my room, where there are shoes I made for you and the master."

Wang Chong sighed. In his previous life, Yalan liked to make shoes the most.

Afterwards, Wang Chong asked his servants to call all three children over. After Yalan talked to them one by one, Wang Chong drove the children out and fed Yalan himself.

"Go away with peace of mind, this medicine doesn't hurt."

"Thanks……"

Yalan is gone.

She walked peacefully.

However, as soon as she left, Guo Yueluo, who was originally lively and cheerful, became even more haggard. She always muttered to herself when she looked at her shoes, sometimes she suddenly laughed, and sometimes she called Sister Yalan to the air.

She...is dementia.

Dementia is the most common disease among the elderly, but if you are in a good mood, it can delay the condition. If you encounter a major blow, it will aggravate the condition.

Guo Yueluo obviously belongs to the latter.

"Brother Xiaoyu, let's go to the river to catch fish."

Guo Yueluo, who was over fifty years old, held Wang Chong's hand and giggled foolishly.

To outsiders, this look is really silly and funny, but Wang Chong knew that Guo Yueluo's IQ at this time was equivalent to when she was a child. She forgot the days that followed, and only remembered the days when she was with Wang Chong in the village when she was a child.

Wang Chong picked a dogtail grass and handed it over: "The moon is setting, you are still young, you can't go to the riverside, let's just take a walk."

"oh."

From then on, Guo Yueluo has been following Wang Chong like when he was a child.

Another year has passed, and Guo Yueluo finally couldn't walk anymore. She was lying on the bed and kept shouting that she was uncomfortable.

My daughter Wang Xiaoqiao took care of her personally, but unfortunately Guo Yueluo always said she didn't know her. Only when Wang Chong came here in person would she smile like a child.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I am your wife now. My father asked you for so little dowry, so you have to be kind to me in the future."

Late at night, Guo Yueluo spoke in a rare deep voice.

Wang Zhong's heart moved because Guo Yueluo was afraid of the darkness, and the candlelights were always on these days.

Under the light, Guo Yueluo leaned against Wang Chong and smiled with relief: "You must be kind to me in the future..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually, she lost her voice.

Guo Yueluo left silently.

When Wang Chong woke up, he saw a smile on her lips, as if he was remembering the happy days before, but his body was already stiff.

Seven days later, Guo Yueluo was buried next to Yalan's grave.

"I'm not long after my life."

The departure of the two wives made Wang Chong know that he would not live long.

A month later, he called Qi two sons and told them something.

In terms of family business, Wang Long became a general in the court and was considered to be a division, so all the huge family business was managed by Wang Jun.

Wang Chong is quite relieved about these two brothers.

"Wang Long, Wang Jun, after I left, remember to see your sister more when I have time. You two mothers, the one who loved the most when they were young was her. If she was not doing well, she would not be able to spare you even if she was down there."

Wang Chong carried these hands on his back and looked at the pile of dog-tail grass he planted in the yard in front and said.

This was planted by Yueluo after he died, because when he saw this pile of dog-tail grass, he seemed to see Guo Yueluo walking in the fields with dog-tail grass.

"Dad, you will definitely live a hundred years old." His daughter Wang Xiaoqiao held her child and said crying.

Wang Chong smiled, "Okay, kids, I'll leave it to you in the future."

After this day, Wang Chong stayed in the big house, reading books and identifying herbs in his spare time, and the days passed day by day.

Three years later, Wang Chong himself did not expect that one night, his heart suddenly felt ache and he couldn't breathe. In just a few seconds, he felt that his eyes were dark and he knew nothing.

The next day, the maid who changed Wang Chong's clothes walked into the house. After looking at Wang Chong's body with a hard body on the bed, she screamed and ran out and cried, "Master...Master, he is dead..."

On this day, Wang Chong left.
Chapter completed!