Faced with the teasing from Yang Huaming and Yang Ruoqing, Old Yang, who was sitting in the rocking chair and still feeling a little uncomfortable, forced out an awkward smile.
"Hey, I don't blame you. It's because I am getting old and my body is not up to par." The old man said.
When Tan saw Yang Ruoqing coming, she joked that she would not dare to send dumplings in the future. Tan also followed Old Yang's words and said, "I told you that it's none of your business. It's our own business." As we get older, the poor cannot afford big subsidies!”
Old Yangtou added again: "...You are all filial to the younger generation."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, looking at her grandma and grandma's explanations. It was clearly her grandpa who was sick and uncomfortable, but he was still afraid of causing misunderstanding to them, so he tried his best to explain and even gave praise?
This is a grandma who needs to be strong throughout her life!
"Master, I've thought about it. From now on, if I give you meaty food to eat, I'll do it at noon."
"At most, you can give me some porridge or something like that at night. It's soupy and watery, something that's easy to digest."
"From now on, we'll be chewing on the big bones at night. You and I can't be greedy!"
Yang Ruoqing came to Old Yangtou, bent down to help Old Yangtou lift the fallen blanket, and continued to speak in a joking tone.
Sometimes, instead of swearing to the sky with orthodox words, it is better to use this kind of joke to convey your emotions to the other party.
This method can better resolve embarrassment.
Sure enough, I was worried that Yang Ruoqing would be over-hearted and unhappy, thinking that she was giving dumplings with good intentions but ended up making a mess...
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's joke, Old Yangtou and Tan both breathed a sigh of relief.
This shows that Qing'er is not angry. On the contrary, she is still very concerned about this matter and has adjusted the way and time of honoring the elderly in the future.
She didn't slam the door and leave, but came over to help him carry the blanket. These were all manifestations of her filial piety and consideration.
Lao Yangtou suddenly felt warm in his heart.
Even Mrs. Tan, who was standing aside with a bunch of words prepared in her mouth, was a little surprised when she saw Yang Ruoqing transformed into a caring little cotton-padded jacket.
How could this damn fat girl still be so considerate and easy to talk to?
At this moment, if Yang Ruoqing had the ability to read minds and read the inner monologue of the second elder, she would probably be stunned to the point of falling on her back.
No matter how strong and domineering she is, she is still a normal person with flesh and blood and emotions!
No matter what, these two elders are still my biological grandparents, Yang Huazhong's biological parents. Although I say that my relationship with them is just like that, but that is for Yang Yongxian, who is in the same generation of grandchildren.
No matter what, let's just say that one time the Luo family was short of manpower, so they told the two elders, and the two elders went to the Luo family together and stayed for most of the day, helping to take care of the two children.
And I never ask for credit from outside for this matter.
If it were an elder from an unrelated family in the village who came to look after you for an hour, the whole village would probably know that she raised your child.
While she was eating, your baby was playing beside her, and she took a handful of rice grains with her chopsticks and put them into your baby's mouth.
Yes, tell everyone when you come back that she raised your children.
There are quite a few men and women like this in Changping Village.
This one was raised by them, and that one was raised by their family. It’s really annoying!
Yang Ruoqing was not a bad person. After all, she was confused about who was the closest person to her.
In terms of food and clothing, it is understandable that it should be better for the two elderly people.
This does not violate her principles.
Yang Ruoqing didn't stay in the east room for too long before she left first, because Lao Yangtou had been tossing for a long time last night and his energy was seriously damaged.
Let him sleep well during the day.
Yang Huaming rushed to the east room and left before Yang Ruoqing. He paid the old man's medical bills, and then Liu Jinchuan came again and took the sheets and clothes that Old Yang had stained last night back to the fourth room for starch washing.
So Yang Huaming felt that his filial piety from the fourth room was fulfilled, so he left the East Room with peace of mind and went to work in the Taoist temple.
Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer, and Mo family all came over to visit Lao Yangtou one after another.
The small east room has not been visited by so many people in a long time.
It is true that Lao Yangtou has low energy and physical strength. The old man who loves liveliness the most has no energy to feel the long-lost liveliness at this moment.
After everyone left, Mrs. Tan quickly went over and closed the door of the east room, saying to the old man: "You should hurry up and catch up on your sleep!"
After finishing speaking, there was no response from the old man. When he saw it, he had already fallen asleep with his head tilted.
Mrs. Tan stared at Old Yang for a moment, sighed silently, quietly sat down on the stool beside the bed, picked up the sewing basket and began to do her needlework...
Perhaps the medicine was taking effect, and Old Yang fell asleep until noon.
When he opened his eyes, although he still felt vaguely uncomfortable in his stomach, his energy and energy were much better than last night.
Last night, it was really like a devil's hand penetrated his chest and grabbed his stomach, then rubbed and tore at his internal organs.
Lying down, the spine in my back hurt so much it felt like it was about to be pulled away.
He was curled up and breaking into a cold sweat.
Lying down or standing, even less so.
The world is spinning, life is worse than death!
During the period of fighting against the pain, time passed too slowly, so slowly that it was almost painful.
"Old man, how are you? Are you feeling better?" Tan quickly put down her sewing and asked, rubbing her sore eyes.
Lao Yang yawned and gave Tan a weak smile: "Much better, I feel alive."
Tan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you hungry? Let me get you something to fill your stomach."
The old lady walked towards the table as she spoke.
Old Yangtou's eyes followed Mrs. Tan and fell on the familiar bird on the table. Old Yangtou's pupils shrank.
That insulated food box from the Luo family actually left a shadow on this old man's mind!
"What is that? Can I eat it?" the old man asked subconsciously.
I'm afraid it's chicken, duck, and fish.
Tan turned his head and caught a glimpse of the old man's appearance, and suddenly, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Look at your bravery, don't be scared. Fatty sent this to you. Can it hurt you?"
While talking, Mrs. Tan returned to the bedside with the food box, sat down sideways, and brought the opened food box to Old Yangtou.
"Look, it's porridge, with some mushrooms added to it."
"Pang Ya said this is the stomach-nourishing porridge she made specifically for you after asking Wangsheng when she came back."
Old Yangtou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was porridge and had been approved by Wang Sheng.
He was about to reach out to take it, but in the end, Mrs. Tan scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Old Yangtou's mouth.
"Ah, open your mouth!"
