Old Wang lay on the kang, a wet towel draped over his head; he was so feverish he was delirious, his face swollen red with a few big blisters on his lips, babbling nonsense.
It made Sanxi, who was beside him, terribly worried.
With his own wife keeping watch over her father, he hurried to call Erniu in town and then made a call to his eldest brother, Wang Yan.
He was primarily afraid that something might happen to Old Wang.
Their home was still in need of tending to.
Everything was now in disarray.
Being an honest person by nature, he was completely overwhelmed by the situation before him.
The household lacked someone to take charge, having already been scared out of his wits.
Wang Yan's days were going smoothly; his wife had given birth to a girl, and even though she was a girl, Wang Yan cherished her immensely.
