After hearing what Mrs. Sun said, the smile on Mrs. Sun's face froze instantly and her eyes turned red.
But she forced her eyes back and leaned down to hug Old Mrs. Sun.
"Mom, you are not allowed to say stupid things. You have to live to be one hundred and one years old, and Mother Li will pinch you!"
"If you don't believe it, just ask Qing'er. She was also present when Grandma Li said this." Dasun said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled with all her strength.
Mrs. Sun also smiled, "No need to ask, I believe it."
Mrs. Sun pushed Old Mrs. Sun around the yard again, with Yang Ruoqing following beside her.
Old Mrs. Sun said: "Why haven't you seen your father this morning? Where did the old man go?"
Da Sun was startled for a moment, then said: "My father went to the town school to find Dajie. I made some meatballs and he sent them to Dajie to replenish his health."
Mrs. Sun nodded, "Okay, don't be too tired to ask Dajie to study. Compared with studying, seeking fame, etc., health is the most important thing. If he doesn't believe it, just say the exact words of Nai."
Da Sun nodded repeatedly, "Well, I will definitely pass the word on."
Old Mrs. Sun said again: "This person is alive and kicking. When he can eat and walk, he wants to seek fame, fortune, money and so on."
"Only when you are sick like me and can't eat, drink or sleep well, can you understand that everything is just a cloud. Only a good body is the best asset and the most important thing."
Listening to Mrs. Sun's words, Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing both nodded seriously.
This is the truth and the simplest truth. Good health is really the most important thing. People who have never experienced it will sneer at it.
Only when you have experienced the pain of illness will you understand the true meaning of this sentence.
I just understand that the price is too high.
"You go back and continue doing your work. I asked Qing'er to take me back. I'm a little tired and want to lie down for a while." Old Mrs. Sun said again.
Da Sun said: "Mother, I will take you back."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, go and make pig food. I will go back with Grandma Ga."
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Yang Ruoqing pushed Old Mrs. Sun out of the Sun family yard and onto the road outside.
At this time, it was afternoon, the sun was good, and there were rice fields on both sides of the road.
This season's early rice has been planted long ago. Now, the rice is growing well and is green as far as the eye can see.
There are still villagers working in the fields, pulling weeds, applying fertilizer, cleaning the fields and trenches, etc.
Farmers are accustomed to planting soybeans on the ridges of their fields. In this way, when the summer comes and the rice matures, the soybeans will also grow.
Come to the fields to harvest rice, and pull out a few soybean seedlings with pods on them. At noon, stir-fry a plate of green beans with chili peppers, or make soup with eggs and green beans to improve the food for the family and strengthen their health. Nutrition.
Farmers look to the sky for harvest and also use local materials. This is the wisdom of the farming era, passed down bit by bit through exploration and inheritance from generation to generation.
"Qing'er, I suddenly don't want to go back now. You can push me to go around the rice fields over there and take a look before going back." Old Mrs. Sun said suddenly.
"Okay." Yang Ruoqing then changed direction and pushed Old Mrs. Sun towards the rice fields over there.
"The rice flowers smell so good..."
Mrs. Sun sighed as she smelled the smell wafting from the rice fields.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and squatted down beside Mrs. Sun to accompany her.
Mrs. Sun looked at the rice field in front of her and said, "The rice is about to start filling. In a few months, the rice will be mature. This season's new rice will come out. It's great!"
Yang Ruoqing also smiled and nodded softly, "The new rice has come out, so we don't have to go hungry. And I think the rice is growing well. If God has an intermittent drought in the next few months, it will be like this. , we are going to have a good harvest of rice this season!”
Old Mrs. Sun said: "The harvest is great, but life is hard to live in poverty. I heard that there is a drought in Helanzhou and the people can't eat, so they are fleeing to our side."
"Da'an and Zichuan have already gone to provide disaster relief." Yang Ruoqing said.
Old Mrs. Sun nodded. What else did the old man want to say? There was a sudden sound of water splashing in the rice field in front.
"Qing'er, what is that thing moving in there?" Old Mrs. Sun asked in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing looked over there and couldn't help but smile.
"It's a fish," she said.
"Rice flower fish?" Mrs. Sun squinted her eyes, seeming to think of something that happened a long time ago.
"When your mother and eldest aunt were young, your husband and I were young and strong."
"We took the sisters to live in Sunjiagou. Life in the mountains is hard, but there is also fun in the mountains."
"Every year when the rice fields are planted, your husband will go to the springs in the mountains to catch some crucian carp fry and raise them in the rice fields."
"Those fish grew up eating rice flowers. We mountain people call them rice flower fish."
"Rice flower fish? I heard my mother say that." Yang Ruoqing said.
"My mother always tells us this when she eats fish. She said that the most delicious fish she has ever eaten is rice flower fish. She also said, Ga Po, use the rice flower fish to cook noodles for them. Sisters eat, that is the happiest moment every summer..."
Listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Mrs. Sun's eyes narrowed, and every wrinkle in the corner of her eyes was filled with beautiful memories.
After a long time, just when Yang Ruoqing thought the old lady was about to fall asleep, Old Mrs. Sun spoke again.
"I really want to cook rice-flavored fish noodles for their sisters again. I'm afraid if I don't do it, I will never have the chance again in this life..." Mrs. Sun murmured.
Although the last two sentences were spoken in an extremely low voice, so low that only she could hear them, Yang Ruoqing still heard them.
There is no way, who makes her hearing power different from ordinary people.
"Granny, you wait here, I'll catch fish." Yang Ruoqing said, then took off her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and went down to the paddy field over there.
"Qing'er, be careful where you step, don't fall." Old Mrs. Sun warned.
"Don't worry, Granny, it's okay." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
When she arrived at the rice field, the water in the rice field was up to her calves, and the backs of black fish were looming in the water.
After a while, Yang Ruoqing caught several fat and big crucian carp, skewered the fish's mouth with water plants, held it in her hand, raised it and shook it towards Old Mrs. Sun on the roadside.
"Look, Ga Po, I caught so many!"
Mrs. Sun also squinted her eyes and smiled, "Come up soon, the water is cold, be careful of catching a cold."
"Okay, I'll come up right away." Yang Ruoqing said, carrying the fish and walking back.
When passing by one of the rice plants, she originally walked over, but suddenly stopped and stepped back.
He leaned down, turned over the rice leaf and looked at it carefully, his eyes full of doubts.
