She lowered her eyes, slowly moved her feet to the wheelchair, bent down, and gently put her hand on Lao Yangtou's leg.
"Do you feel anything when I touch your leg like this?" She asked, her voice very soft, as if she was afraid of scaring him.
Old Yang nodded, "Yes."
In the past, even if you pinched him, it was like pinching a wooden stake, without any feeling.
Things are different now. I apply medicine and take medicine every day, and the feeling in my legs becomes more and more obvious.
"Look, I can still move my toes a few times."
Lao Yangtou said, and buried his head, concentrating all his strength on his feet.
Tan also squatted down and looked at the old man's feet carefully. Sure enough, the thumb really moved.
Although it was just a moment, it was enough to make Old Yangtou proud and surprise Tan.
"Hey, can you really move it? Can you move it again? Can you move your other toes?" Ms. Tan asked like a strange baby.
Lao Yangtou smiled and nodded, "I'll try again!"
"Okay, try harder! I'm watching it for you. No matter which one it is, as long as it moves, it's a great thing!"
Then, with the help of Mr. Tan, Lao Yang worked hard to wiggle his toes.
"Yeah, it's moving, and some are moving again!" Tan suddenly shouted in surprise.
Old Yangtou was also very happy and grinned.
However, before Lao Yangtou's smile lasted for a few seconds, he received a slap on the shoulder from Mr. Tan.
He saw that the old lady who had been smiling just now was staring at him with a dark face and bulging cheeks.
"You damn old man, your toes are just a little bit old and you're already acting like a monster!"
Lao Yang was beaten so hard that he was confused and scolded.
"What's going on? I just hooked my toes, or you asked me to hook them. Why have I offended you again?" he asked.
But Tan pointed at Lao Yang's feet: "Look, look, what are you doing here?"
The old man looked down and then raised his head again, his face still blank.
"It's nothing. What's going on? Old lady, tell me!" the old man asked anxiously.
Tan continued to grind his teeth.
Then, she pointed at Lao Yang’s toes and said, “Show me your middle finger!”
Erect middle finger?
The old man lowered his head to look for the third time. Hey, it turned out to be a middle finger.
"What's the significance of this?" he asked.
Tan blushed and said fiercely: "Of course I have to pay attention to it, but I have to pay too much attention to it!"
"Thumbs up is a compliment, it means you are so awesome!"
"The little finger is a provocation!"
"The middle finger is used to show contempt, to look down on someone, and to put it up when burying someone!"
"You damn old man, you not only showed me your middle finger and despised me, you also raised your toes. You've buried me in the manure pit. How can I not be angry with you!"
Tan said something loudly, and Old Yang suddenly realized what he was doing.
After enlightenment, I couldn’t even laugh or cry.
The first thing he did was to quickly press back the offending middle finger to prevent it from moving again.
Then he said to Mrs. Tan in a friendly manner: "Old lady, this was purely an accident. I will apologize to you for my middle finger. Please stop being angry with me, okay?"
"If it doesn't work, I'll make amends with you again! I'll keep making amends until you don't annoy me anymore, okay?"
Mrs. Tan looked at Lao Yangtou's sincere face and listened to these humble words, and she couldn't be angry anymore.
She curled her lips, knelt down, pinched Lao Yangtou's ankles with both hands, and started to knead them for him.
This move almost frightened Old Yang and caused him to fall off his wheelchair.
In this life, I have been accustomed to her yelling, her unpredictable bad temper, and her rudeness.
The only thing I'm not used to is how gentle and considerate she is right now!
"Old lady, don't be like this, I'm afraid..."
He subconsciously wanted to retract his legs and feet, but although his legs and feet gradually regained consciousness, he still lacked a lot of energy if he wanted to move freely and move according to his heart's desire!
"Did the doctor say that if you massage it more, you will recover faster?"
Mrs. Tan lowered her head and rubbed Lao Yangtou's legs up and down while asking in a low voice.
From the angle of Lao Yang's head, we could see that under Tan's gray hair, her ears were red.
This old lady has been strong all her life. Today, the sun is really coming out from the west.
"That's what the doctor said, but I don't need you to pinch me. It's hot and I'm afraid you'll be tired. Please sit up!" Old Yangtou said.
However, Mrs. Tan did not move and continued to squat there and massage.
"You can't touch tobacco or alcohol. You have to continue not to touch it. You are taking medicine now, so don't ruin all the effects of the previous treatment!"
"When you finish eating the melon seeds, I'll replace them with peas and broad beans for you. Let's eat them interchangeably. The same thing will get weird after eating it for a long time..."
Old Yangtou couldn't believe his ears. What happened to this old woman?
Why is this happening today?
He really felt that he was so happy, this was Fairy Chang'e descending to earth!
The atmosphere in the house was so good that the old couple ignored the fact that someone was eavesdropping outside the house.
As for the eavesdropper, his movements were too light, so the old couple in the room didn't even notice that they were being eavesdropped...
Yang Ruoqing actually didn't mean it.
Because tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, aunt Wang Cuilian happened to fry rice noodles, and Blacksmith Luo weighed two kilograms of pork belly.
So the family made braised pork and fried rice noodles.
The dumplings are very good-looking when made, small and delicate, like a water chestnut with its skin peeled off.
Stir-fry it together with the braised pork, add some very spicy chili peppers, add some minced ginger and garlic, darling, the aroma will really make people from ten miles away hungry to death!
So as soon as it came out of the pot, Yang Ruoqing quickly brought out two bowls while they were still hot.
One bowl is given to my grandpa, and one bowl is given to my parents.
Where is Mr. Gagong and Suntou?
Haha, Grandpa Ga is already having a drink with Uncle Luo, the blacksmith!
When Yang Ruoqing came to the door of Lao Yangtou's house with food in hand, she happened to hear the old couple talking about the middle finger.
Out of curiosity, she stayed at the door for a while and listened to a few words.
Unexpectedly, as I listened, I heard such a gentle and considerate side of Tan.
Not to mention, not only was the old man shocked, but she was so shocked that her eyes almost fell into the bowl in her hand.
Should I go in or not?
If we go in now, won't it look terrible?
However, if you don't interrupt it, the things in your hands will become cold.
So, she listened again and again, and finally decided to interrupt the rare good atmosphere inside.
"Ahem!"
"Master, I'm here to bring you something to eat!" Yang Ruoqing looked very surprised after she finished speaking.
"Ah, my mother is here, right? My mother, I'm bringing braised pork and fried rice noodles to my father. You happen to be here, so why don't you stay and eat together?"
Tan turned his head to look at Yang Ruoqing, then turned his head again and said decisively: "Humph, I won't eat it, it's not specially given to me!"
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