Changping Village.
Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang came back in the middle of the night. When they came back, they found that everyone else had dispersed, but in the main room, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu were still there. The two sisters-in-law were drinking tea to refresh themselves and waiting. There were Tengzhu lounge chairs next to them. On the bed, Yang Ruoqing was lying on it and fell asleep.
Luo Fengtang went straight to Yang Ruoqing and gently lifted up the small blanket covering her abdomen.
Then I heard Yang Huazhong ask Sun and the others: "Didn't I tell you to go to bed first? Why are you all acting like this?"
Mrs. Sun smiled bitterly, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Liu rushed to say: "Third brother, don't you still know the temperament of third sister-in-law? If you haven't come back, can she return to the house safely?"
"And Qing'er, the same thing. As for me, even if I can sleep, I can't go back to the house to sleep. All of you are busy tossing and turning over our four bedrooms. If I fall asleep , then am I still a human being?"
Mrs. Liu has always spoken in such a direct manner, using the dialect that is like dragging one's intestines to the ground.
Although sometimes his words can reach the sky in one step, which makes the other party a little overwhelmed, but compared to those who are full of twists and turns, everyone still prefers to deal with straight people like Mr. Liu.
So Yang Huazhong and Mr. Liu nodded pleasantly to express their understanding. Then he asked Mrs. Liu about Yang Huaming's situation.
Mrs. Liu said: "I drank medicine earlier. Maybe it contained sleeping ingredients, and I fell asleep soon."
"Qing'er said that it's better to fall asleep, and the injury can be recovered in sleep. So I didn't disturb him and let him sleep well."
Yang Huazhong nodded again, "Uncle Fu told me specifically on the way back that I need to recuperate in the past few days. Spicy food and alcohol are not allowed."
Mr. Liu said: "The third brother is determined."
While they were talking, Yang Ruoqing also woke up, sat up with Luo Fengtang's help, and was quietly asking Luo Fengtang about the situation on the road.
When the conversation between Yang Huazhong and Liu stopped, Yang Ruoqing stood up with Luo Fengtang's support and prepared to say goodbye and go home.
Yang Huazhong said: "By the way, I plan to send something to Uncle Fu and his son at the school tomorrow. Qing'er, please help me find out what I can send."
The father and son got up from the bed with a shout in the middle of the night, followed you down the mountain, and came over to see you. Could it be that they just wanted to pay for the medical expenses?
This is affection.
Therefore, in addition to the medical expenses, logically, I also have to give people something to express my gratitude.
Being on call like this is no different from having a private doctor at home. What's more, at Uncle Fu's age, he is also very tired of going back and forth, so he must express his feelings.
Mrs. Liu rushed to say: "No matter what you give, our fourth bedroom should pay for this expense. Third brother, you can't steal it from us."
Ms. Liu, who is usually so stingy and likes to take advantage of other people's food, melon seeds and peanuts, suddenly becomes clear about these big things.
This is really the opposite of Yang Huamei. Yang Huamei has a sense of scale in small things, but when it comes to big things, he loses his head.
Yang Huazhong cast an admiring look at Mrs. Liu, "Okay, we won't compete with you this time. Then what do you think would be better to give to Uncle Fu and the others?"
Mrs. Liu tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Giving money? Money is a good thing, and everyone likes it. I'll wrap a red envelope for Uncle Fu's family before sending it over. Third sister-in-law, what do you think?"
Mrs. Sun also nodded in agreement, "Money is also the most practical. When the water recedes, the house and furniture will have to be renovated, which will cost money. But the question is, how much is appropriate to give?"
This question stumped both sisters.
Red envelopes usually only mean a certain amount, but repairing the house and furniture requires a lot of money.
The red envelope contains a basic amount and cannot be repaired. If there are too many packages and the package is heavy, Uncle Fu and the others will definitely not want it.
Yang Huazhong thought about it for a moment, "It's really hard to figure out this amount. How about giving me some grain, rice and noodles?" The fields were all submerged, and there was no harvest this season. What every household is most in need of, and the most rare thing at the moment, is Isn’t it just food that can satisfy your hunger?
"It's not appropriate to provide food. There are so many people in the resettlement site, all victims of the disaster. Food, rice and noodles are the most likely to attract people's jealousy. They may also make people jealous, which will actually cause trouble for the Fu Bo family."
The person who said these negative words was Yang Ruoqing.
"What Qing'er said makes sense. Even if you send food and rice noodles, it will make it more difficult for Uncle Fu and others to save and collect." Yang Huazhong also analyzed,
"Besides, the Fourth Brother and the others don't grow crops themselves, and the rice in the fourth house was bought with money. It's not very abundant, so we should give something else as a gift!"
"Qing'er, then help Fourth Aunt think about what to give. It can express your feelings, and it's not too heavy that people won't accept it. It's also not too light, and it can't express our sincerity. The most important thing is , I have to give it to the idea, so that people are willing to accept it, and they also appreciate our kindness."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "This is not easy. Fourth Aunt, what do you have the most in your house?"
Ms. Liu opened her mouth and was about to shout "stinky socks".
The words reached his mouth and he swallowed them back. No matter how many stinky socks he had, he couldn't give them away!
"Snacks?" she asked tentatively.
Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "That's right!"
"Are you sending snacks to Uncle Fu? Does he, an old man, care about those things?" Ms. Liu looked suspicious.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I didn't ask you to give it to Uncle Fu, naturally it is to be given to Uncle Fu's grandchildren!"
Madam Liu suddenly understood, patting her thigh and praising her repeatedly.
We are all parents, and sometimes we are so weird. If you praise me ten thousand times, it would be better to praise my children ten times.
If you give me something that my children like, I, as a parent, will see it and be happy in my heart.
"Snacks don't cost much, and the children are bored at the resettlement site right now. If you give them a toothpaste as a gift, the children will be happy, and the adults in the family will naturally appreciate your kindness, Aunt Four." Yang Ruoqing continued.
Mrs. Liu nodded repeatedly, patted her chest and said, "I'm the best at delivering snacks. I'll deliver them tomorrow. Third brother..."
"Don't worry, I happen to be going there tomorrow, and I'll take your things there on the way."
"Okay, okay, that's too much, thank you third brother."
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During the continuous sunny days, the water level receded little by little. Last night, Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang teamed up with village elders from several villages to discuss and finalize the drainage matter.
The next day, while Yang Ruoqing was still sleeping, the Luo family, Zuo Jingling and the others went out with their hands to carry three long keel waterwheels.
When they heard that drainage was about to begin, the villagers became excited.
Living in the resettlement camp during this period was a novel experience at the beginning, but every additional day after that was filled with anxiety and suffering.
Especially when I think of all the furniture and houses at home soaked in water, every day that passes, my heartache increases. Everyone gets up every day and has nothing to do. They all gather on the road at the entrance of the village and look at the vast water. The flooded village on the other side sighed and worried.
