Yang Huazhong and the others were at a loss, and they didn't dare to be too hasty. After all, Yang Huamei had just walked away from the gate of hell. Everyone could understand Tan's mood...
So in the evening, Mrs. Sun and the others sent Mrs. Tan a bunch of clothing and supplies, bedding, a charcoal fire basin, a small copper stove to warm hands, a leather water bag to warm feet, a toilet for waking up at night, a spittoon for spitting...
Tan and Yang Huamei slept in the same bed, and Shuanzi was squeezed into Xiaohei's room to sleep.
Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi cooked the supper, and Xiao Hei brought the foot-washing water for Tan and Yang Huamei to the house.
As for Hongmei, Wang Hongquan went over to deliver a meal and a jar of hot water, but didn't care about anything else.
Because Tan spent the night at Lao Wang's house, everyone was cautious.
Hongmei also received special instructions from Wang Hongquan. She knew that the old lady Tan was a tigress, so she stayed in her room and did not dare to make any noise.
As for Tan, because her heart was focused on Yang Huamei, she would touch Yang Huamei's forehead for fear that she would have a fever or other symptoms.
So even though she knew that Hongmei was in the same yard, the old lady temporarily controlled herself and did not go to Hongmei to cause trouble.
When you live to this age, you have to do whatever is important in a hurry, but you can put everything aside first.
Tan's priorities are all in his mind!
When Mei'er's situation calmed down later, she would have more time to settle the accounts with the two people.
One is red plum.
The other one is Mrs. Jiawang.
No one can escape!
That night, Yang Huamei's condition was relatively stable. Apart from a stuffy nose, there was nothing else.
In the first half of the night, mother and daughter were lying in bed chatting for a long time, but Yang Huamei still fell asleep under Mrs. Tan's caress.
The mother and daughter felt the intimacy they had not experienced in a long time, as if time had returned to more than ten years ago.
At that time, Yang Huamei was not yet married, and Tan was only in her fifties, and her hair had not yet turned white.
At that time, the old Yang family had not yet been separated. Although they lived in poverty, the Tan family had the final say at home and outside the family. Regardless of whether they were old men or several sons, they all revolved around her.
She gave the best things to her daughter, and no one in the family dared to say no!
"Hey, it would be great if this person didn't have to grow up. You would always be my mother's good daughter. My mother would protect you and keep you out of the wind and rain."
"Look, your hands are nothing like the hands you had when you were a girl in your mother's family. They are not smooth at all, they are rough and the skin is worn away. This shows how much work my Meier has done for Lao Wang's family over the years. How much suffering..."
Looking at her sleeping daughter, Mrs. Tan's mind was filled with random thoughts and she stroked Yang Huamei's back over and over again. She didn't even close her eyes until the rooster next door crowed twice.
Why do you say it’s the rooster from the neighbor’s house? Are all Lao Wang’s roosters sleeping in and not crowing?
no.
The roosters of Lao Wang's family had been eaten to extinction long ago. On the day when he took Hongmei home, the last rooster was stewed together with the hen sent by Wang Hongtao, otherwise he would not be able to entertain the big guys.
Therefore, except for the cat and the skinny guard dog, there are no other sounds of poultry and livestock in Lao Wang's backyard.
"Hey, it's such a troublesome life. My sister, Mei, is so sick that I can't even drink chicken soup."
Mrs. Tan turned away and secretly wiped a few tears.
Wang Shuanzi brought breakfast into the room himself.
What they ate was noodles. Tan’s bowl had two poached eggs on top, and Yang Huamei’s bowl also had two poached eggs.
Mrs. Tan was combing her hair on the stool over there. The wooden comb was soaked in combing oil to comb her hair into a neat mess.
If there were some areas that were not compliant, she would have to use a hot handkerchief, comb the back of her hair, oil her hair, and flatten it over and over again.
Therefore, Mrs. Tan spends more time on her head every morning than those young daughters-in-law. There is no way, the old lady can eat less and wear less, but she can't be careless about the things in her head.
"Mom, eat your old noodles while they're hot."
Wang Shuanzi first brought the noodles to Mrs. Tan and said respectfully.
Tan glanced at it and snorted.
"It's not noodles cooked in lard. What's the point of having clear soup with little water?"
"The poached eggs are not enough. There are only two. The holes are so big that they are not enough for me, Meier, to stuff between my teeth!"
Mrs. Tan put down her comb, put two combs in her own bowl into Yang Huamei's bowl, and sent Wang Shuanzi to Yang Huamei.
Wang Shuanzi blushed and came to the bedside with Yang Huamei's noodles.
Yang Huamei had already put on her top and was half sitting there. She was very surprised to see the poached eggs.
"We ran out of eggs yesterday morning. I didn't even have time to buy them. Where did you get the eggs?"
Wang Shuanzi hesitated.
"Tell me, where did this egg come from? You didn't buy it outside, right?" Yang Huamei asked again.
What she fears most is that Wang Shuanzi goes out to buy eggs.
Because he doesn't know the market, he will be cheated.
"I bought it from an old lady in our village."
"Ah? How much does one cost? How many did you buy?"
"One penny each. She said her family is a reed chicken, which lays eggs to feed people. She didn't buy many, so she bought twenty..."
"Oh My God!"
Yang Huamei patted her forehead, "Why are you going to buy eggs? I told people a few days ago that I would buy twelve eggs for ten cents. Do you know that you will lose money?"
Wang Shuanzi stood by the bed and smiled awkwardly.
Didn't he want her to eat some eggs to replenish her body?
Here, Tan originally wanted to scold Wang Shuanzi, but Yang Huamei's words made Tan worried.
Twelve eggs for ten cents, my daughter now has to live on such a penny-pinching basis, it’s so annoying!
The eggs were placed in the third, fourth, and fifth rooms of Lao Yang's house... It was a matter of eating them with your eyes closed until you were full.
If nothing else, let’s just talk about the gluttonous woman in the fourth room. She fried about ten poached eggs in the morning, filled them with fiery red chili sauce and sprinkled with chopped green onions. I don’t know how willing she is to live her life!
My Mei'er, my Mei'er is so fussy about two poached eggs.
"It's just a few eggs, what's the big deal? You eat these first, then I'll say hello to your brother and sister-in-law and ask them to bring some over!"
With a wave of her hand, Tan planned to go back and tell Yang Huazhong to take some of the 20 taels of silver saved for Mei'er in the bank to help them live.
Originally, I didn't plan to touch that sum of money, as I had to keep it for Mei'er to take care of in her old age, but now it seems like she won't be able to use it anymore.
You're almost living your life now, and you're still raising a shit? Can you give birth to babies if you save money?
Of course, this matter must be done quietly, without telling the rest of Lao Wang's family.
"Mei'er, eat it, eat it hard!" Tan said confidently with a wave of his hand.
Yang Huamei smiled at Tan's attempt to avoid the difficulty, and then asked Wang Shuanzi again.
"Have Xiao Hei eaten this egg?"
Wang Shuanzi shook his head, "He is still sleeping, I cooked it without telling him."
"I don't want to eat eggs, I'll just eat noodles. You give Xiao Hei two eggs to eat, and my mother's share will be returned to my mother."
