"Your grandma said that when this wave passes and Li Xiuxin comes back, she must be punished. It's really outrageous!" Old Yangtou said through gritted teeth.
In the past, the old man still had face due to the idea that men were superior to women. Even if his daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law were like this, they would not say such harsh words openly.
This time, the way he gritted his teeth and lost his grace showed that he was really angry at Li Xiuxin and wanted to swallow him up.
In the final analysis, it was all because of Xiu'er, the great-grandson of the eldest son of the old Yang family.
Yang Ruoqing then said: "Master, this is not the time to talk about right and wrong and punishment. The most important thing right now is to treat Xiu'er's illness first."
Mrs. Sun quickly agreed: "Yes, Qing'er is right, cure the child's disease first, and we will talk about the rest later."
Old Yang glanced at the mother and daughter in front of him, and seemed to realize that his reaction was a little too intense, so he sighed, nodded, put the dry tobacco stick into his mouth, took a few puffs, and blew out a few smoke rings. , and continued to smoke.
This dry tobacco was spicy and pungent. Yang Ruoqing felt choked when she smelled the smell, and moved a few steps away unconsciously, but Lao Yangtou was enjoying the smoke.
After a while, Lao Yangtou suddenly pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth and looked up at Yang Ruoqing.
"I originally planned to ask your fourth uncle and third brother to go to the town to have a look, but your fourth uncle went to someone else's house for dinner last night and got extremely drunk. He was still sleeping like a dead pig. "The old man said.
"Your third brother can go, but there is no carriage. Qing'er, if we really can't do it, why don't we bother you to accompany us to the town? Your father and I really can't let go!" the old man said again.
Sun immediately looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded readily: "Okay, I'll go home and hitch the carriage."
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"Qing'er, let me take you there!" In front of the stable, blacksmith Luo quickly hitched up the carriage for Yang Ruoqing and said.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "There is no need to mobilize so much troops. My uncle should stay at home. My third brother and I will accompany my father."
Blacksmith Luo said: "Well, if anything happens, just come back and let us know. Logically speaking, there are many doctors and medicines in the medical clinics in this town, so Xiu'er will be fine."
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I hope so!"
Yang Yongzhi drove the carriage, and Lao Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing took the carriage and headed towards Qingshui Town.
"Boy Zhi, hurry up, hurry up." Lao Yangtou lifted the curtain of the carriage from time to time and urged Yang Yongzhi who was driving ahead.
Yang Yongzhi held the reins with one hand and took the time to turn to the old Yang behind him and said: "Master, this is your third wave of urging. Once you urge me, I will speed up. This carriage has reached its limit. Horse My son is about to fly!"
Old Yangtou said: "I'm not anxious..."
Yang Ruoqing also stuck her head out and said to Yang Yongzhi: "Third brother, concentrate on driving and don't hit pedestrians or things on the road."
Then, she said to Lao Yangtou: "Master, the endurance of this carriage's wheels and horses is limited, so don't rush it any more. If you go any faster, the horses will be exhausted, and this carriage will be exhausted." If the wheel is thrown out, all three of us will fall half to death!"
Old Yangtou remained silent.
Yang Ruoqing said again: "Master, please go back to the carriage and sit down. Close your eyes and relax for a while. You'll be there soon."
Lao Yang nodded and sat back. Yang Ruoqing sat on the other side with her hands in the fluffy sleeves and closed her eyes to sleep.
If you don't fall asleep, when Old Yang sees you awake, he will have to talk about Xiu'er again and again.
Because he has been like this all the way, Yang Ruoqing has been comforting and comforting him all the way.
At the end of the story, she felt that her cheeks were numb, so now she had to protect herself and take a nap.
Lao Yangtou probably realized that he couldn't control it...
As soon as she started smoking, Yang Ruoqing became even more miserable, inhaling secondhand smoke all the way.
Fortunately, we arrived in town soon, and the carriage headed straight for Yihechun, the largest medical center in Qingshui Town.
After asking the doctor, Yang Yongxian and the others were indeed in a ward in the backyard.
The three of them hurried to the backyard.
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"The doctor said that if Xiu'er was sent half an hour later, Xiu'er would be in bad health..."
Beside the hospital bed, Yang Yongxian whispered to Lao Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing about last night's events. He didn't close his eyes all night, and his face was a little pale, but he was more frightened and afraid.
When Old Yangtou heard this, his expression changed.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the little figure in the quilt on the bed, "So how are you doing now?"
Yang Yongxian nodded: "Later, I finally drank the medicine and got an injection. At dawn, my breathing improved a little, and I was finally able to fall asleep."
"But the doctor said that he must be observed here for at least seven or eight days, so I won't go back for these seven or eight days, I will stay here with you."
Lao Yangtou said: "You and Mei Ying are here to accompany you, the child is important!"
Having said this, Lao Yang raised his head and glanced at the ward. Liao Meiying and Li Xiuxin were not there.
"Where are the two of them?" Old Yangtou asked.
Yang Yongxian said: "Mei Ying went to make medicine, Xiu Xin went to the street to buy breakfast, and my third uncle drove a carriage to take her there."
"It's outrageous. When you go out to buy breakfast, someone drives a carriage to deliver it?" Old Yangtou's face immediately darkened.
Yang Yongxian said: "Xiu'er made a big fuss last night, Xiu Xin was always looking after her, and she fainted twice because of anxiety."
"Why did I do it in the first place if I had known today?" Lao Yangtou looked annoyed, and the decibel level was raised a few points out of habit.
Xiu'er moved under the quilt on the bed, and was about to wake up and start crying. Yang Yongxian was so frightened that he quickly came to the bedside to comfort him softly, and old Yang Ou quickly covered his mouth and nose.
Fortunately, Xiu'er just moved a few times and fell asleep again. Yang Yongxian sat back again, took out the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"When I wasn't a father, I didn't know how hard it was to raise children. Now that this kind of thing has happened to me, I realize that being a parent is really not easy!" Yang Yongxian sighed softly.
Old Yangtou was very pleased with Yang Yongxian's words.
"That's right, that's what parents do, they work so hard to raise their children."
“When I was breastfeeding, I just hoped that he would be able to eat whole grains after weaning and that he would be able to live well. When he gets older, I just hope that he will marry and have children. When he gets married and has children, I will continue to worry about his children. , and never stopped in my life.”
"People say that having more children means you will be blessed. In fact, while there are many blessings, there are also many things to worry about."
"Take your grandma and I as an example. We raised your father and his six brothers and sisters, and married them one after another. Until now, your grandma and I are worried about what happened in these five houses."
"Xiu'er came to the hospital last night, and your mother and I didn't sleep a wink all night. Now that Xiu'er is feeling better, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
