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A smile that was so faint that it was almost invisible appeared on Old Yangtou's old face, and he said: "Fat Ya was surprisingly well-behaved tonight. She didn't cry or make trouble or act strange. She could sit still all night. Look. Come on, you are sensible!"
Sun was greatly surprised when she heard old Yangtou praise Yang Ruoqing. Her daughter had never received such a compliment from her father-in-law since she was born. She was so stupid later that she never looked at her seriously.
What's going on tonight?
But no matter what, when she heard her father-in-law praising her daughter, Mrs. Sun felt happy and a little flattered. She glanced at her daughter standing next to her and muttered: "This child has been seriously ill since she fell into the water." After the game, his temperament became better."
Old Yang nodded and opened his mouth, but before the sound came out, Mr. Tan, who was sitting on the side of the bed, snorted, glanced sideways at Yang Ruoqing, frowned and said, "Stand away. , What does this smell like? It stinks like hell!"
Mrs. Sun's face turned red and she stood there a little at a loss. Old Yang glared at Mr. Tan and spoke out to save Mr. Sun: "This is not the case for children who are ignorant. Look at you, a nurse, talking to your granddaughter. What about general knowledge?”
Mrs. Tan rolled her eyes at Old Yang, then turned her face to the side of the bed, staring at the yellowed curtain without gnawing at it.
Here, Old Yangtou's eyes fell on Fat Ya. I wonder if it was Yang Ruoqing's illusion, but he actually saw something called love and gentleness in Old Yangtou's eyes.
He took out a handful of fried beans from his pocket like a magic trick and stuffed them into Yang Ruoqing. He said to her in a coaxing tone: "Fat girl, I and I have something to tell your mother. Take these beans and eat them behind the door, and be obedient!"
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun and saw that Mrs. Sun nodded secretly towards her. She took the beans and turned around and squatted in the corner in front of the door, eating them loudly and crunchily.
Lao Yangtou looked away, sighed secretly, and said to Mrs. Sun: "Third daughter-in-law, you have seen the attitude of each house regarding this matter tonight. This matter of the third child is a bit difficult to handle!"
Ms. Sun stood in front of the bed with a low eyebrow, her eyes falling on her pair of worn shoes on the ground, and she heard Old Yang's voice ringing softly again.
"Among my five sons, the third is the most adept at farm work and willing to do it. Now that he has collapsed, for our old Yang family, the table really saw off a leg! Me and Your mother, despite her age, will still rely on you for support from now on, you guys... ugh!"
"We are unfilial..." Mrs. Sun said in a low voice, feeling very guilty.
She doesn't blame heaven or earth, she only blames herself and Qing'er's father for having such a bad fate.
"Hey, don't say that. You and the third child are both good children, good children who understand filial piety!" Lao Yangtou said with emotion. When the conversation changed, a flash of determination flashed in Lao Yang's head: "The third child has such a bad leg." , still needs treatment, we can’t just watch him become useless, your mother and I will still rely on you to support us in our old age in the future!"
Mrs. Sun suddenly raised her head as if she heard the sound of nature, her eye sockets were so excited that her lips could not help but tremble slightly.
"But, the eldest brother and the second brother..." Mrs. Sun muttered, but hesitated to speak.
"That's why your mother and I left you here to talk." Lao Yangtou said: "You can't help your mother because your son is older. This family is bigger, there are more people, and each room has its own agenda. Although your father and I are The head of a family cannot act arrogantly. Besides, your second brother’s words are a bit harsh, but when you think about it, they are still reasonable. The third brother’s legs are too risky. You may invest your money and end up with both hands. It’s all in vain, we’re from the countryside, we live a hard life digging in the dirt, we can’t afford to gamble!”
Sun's newly raised expectations were suddenly poured with cold water. She looked at Lao Yangtou who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a pair of confused eyes, wondering what her father-in-law meant.
Yang Ruoqing squatted in the corner behind the door eating beans like a fool, her ears raised high, paying close attention to every move on the bed.
Old Yangtou sighed and said to Mrs. Sun in a serious voice: "Your mother and I have planned to gather the rice in the fields and put it into the warehouse in the past few days, and then we will invite Mrs. Wang from the next village over. Wash the fat girl well, change her clothes, comb her hair, and coax her not to do anything strange like tonight..."
"Dad, are you going to sell Fatty to a slave?" Mrs. Sun suddenly exclaimed, her whole body panicking and her voice trembling.
Yang Ruoqing, who was behind the door, almost bit her tongue. At the family meeting earlier, Lao Yangtou kept talking about unity, unity, and not forgetting brotherhood. Fortunately, her feelings for Lao Yangtou were so slightly better than the others. I didn't expect that this old guy insisted on treating Yang Huazhong's leg, and actually wanted to sell her!
Damn it, sister, I am a fool. These two old guys even think of fools!
Lao Yangtou sighed deeply, chewed on the dry tobacco rod, and said nothing.
Lao Yangtou was depressed. No matter how poor his life was, as long as his family and He Meimei were together and shared a family life, it would be a little more miserable! He had never thought about selling his son or daughter! But right now, the situation is beyond our control!
Old Yang probably didn't think he had the courage to say this to his third daughter-in-law, so he winked at Mrs. Tan. Mrs. Tan turned her face, and first glanced at Yang Ruoqing in the corner of the door with a dark look, humming in her nostrils. He made a sound, but he said it to Mrs. Sun: "If you don't sell me, fat girl, how can we treat Lao San's legs? You really let a whole family accompany your third wife to drink the northwest wind? Isn't it just one person? You girl, keeping her at home is a waste of food rations. If you sell her to exchange some money for her father to treat her leg, you haven’t raised her in vain!"
"But Qing'er..." Mrs. Sun almost blurted out that Qing'er was no longer stupid and could help with the family work, but suddenly, there were several weird laughters coming from behind the door.
Everyone turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing sitting on the ground, playing happily with the mud at her feet. There was still a circle of unchewed bean foam around her mouth, mixed with saliva and snot. It was disgusting!
Tan covered his mouth and nose, his brows raised.
Sun was about to run over and help her up when she suddenly saw her daughter blinking secretly at her. Sun was stunned for a moment. Mother and daughter were connected, and she suddenly realized something!
He hurriedly said to Mr. Tan and Lao Yangtou: "Father, mother, you have all seen that Qing'er is a stupid child, her appearance is not outstanding, and she is not good at anything. Who wants to buy one who only knows how to live a casual life?" Where is the master? Besides, Mrs. Wang must go to the village to inquire before she comes to our house. Paper can't stop the fire, so we'd better not think about it..."
