Mrs. Tan had previously asked her to send a message to Yang Huamei, but she did not dare to let Yang Huamei go back to her parents' home to visit old Yangtou.
Instead, let Yang Ruoqing use this method to indirectly tell Yang Huamei that your old father is sick. As your biological daughter, shouldn't you go back and take a look? Talking about filial piety?
Tan asked Yang Ruoqing to make the situation of old Yangtou more serious and scare Yang Huamei. In this way, she could increase the chance that Yang Huamei would return to her parents' home to visit her old father.
As for whether Yang Huamei would be angry when she returned to her parents' home and saw that old Yangtou was fine, thinking that they had lied about the military situation, Tan said that it was her responsibility to bear the irritation, and it had nothing to do with Yang Ruoqing, the messenger.
But now, when Yang Ruoqing saw Yang Huamei's situation, she temporarily changed her mind and did not want to scare Yang Huamei according to Tan's wishes.
Because in Yang Ruoqing's view, Yang Huamei's condition seemed to be more serious than that of old Yangtou.
That's why Yang Ruoqing tentatively asked Yang Huamei if she could walk on the ground. If she couldn't walk, she wouldn't say anything about Old Yangtou.
Now, seeing that Yang Huamei not only downplayed her own illness, but also walked down to show Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huamei about the condition of old Yangtou.
Yang Huamei suddenly became nervous when she heard it.
"Qing'er, are you getting medicine for your father? What medicine are you getting? What's wrong with your father?"
"Auntie, don't worry. My father ate too many dumplings last night and accumulated food. He has recovered a lot today. I will give him some warming medicine to consolidate it."
"Oh, that's good. It scared me to death. I thought your father..." Yang Huamei stroked her heart, her fear still lingering.
"Auntie, if you can walk and move, go back and see my father. You will feel more at ease." Yang Ruoqing said again.
In fact, it was the other way around. It was Yang Huamei who went back to her parents' home to let Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan see her as their old daughter, so that they would feel more at ease when they returned.
Yang Huamei hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll clean up later and go back before dark."
This is the advantage of being close to my parents' home.
"By the way, where is Zhuangzhuang? Why haven't you seen this little guy?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Mentioning Zhuangzhuang, Yang Huamei's face showed a smile.
"I'm feeling a bit unlucky, so I sent him to play with his great-grandfather. I'll pick him up later during dinner."
"Auntie, I see that you have been cooking the table in your main room yourself for the past two days, right?"
"No, I've been cooking Qiaohong rice for the past two days. I'll send Xiao Hei to bring two bowls over for dinner."
"Oh, that's not bad." Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, that's it for now, I'll go over."
"Okay, please slow down."
Yang Huamei escorted Yang Ruoqing to the door of the main room and watched Yang Ruoqing leave the yard. She quickly turned around and closed the door of the main room tightly, and then cleaned up the main room and the side room as quickly as possible.
Kick the rope around the corner to the bottom of the bed, so as not to look back and be discovered again...
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After Yang Ruoqing returned to the Luo family, her uncle Luo, the blacksmith, was repairing stools in the backyard, hammering and nailing the frames, which attracted Tuan Tuan and Yuanyuan.
The two little heads were put together, very curious about this, squatting near Blacksmith Luo to watch, and asking questions from time to time.
Not far away, Wang Cuilian was picking up vegetables at night. She pinched off the unwanted vegetable leaves and fed them to the chickens, ducks and geese later.
Even when Yang Ruoqing came back, she couldn't divert the attention of the two little guys from repairing the stool.
Yang Ruoqing didn't care, she came to Wang Cuilian and gave Wang Cuilian what Tan gave her.
"Huh? Two pairs of children's shoes? And two children's bellybands? Where did these come from?" Wang Cuilian asked curiously.
Yang Ruoqing said: "My breasts were stuffed into me."
Wang Cuilian was even more surprised now.
Even Blacksmith Luo not far away was quite shocked.
Wang Cuilian continued: "Not to mention, the old lady's handiwork is really good. Look at the stitching, how good it is!"
Although Yang Ruoqing's handwork is so-so, she can still see some skills after so many years of training.
"It's really good," she said. "I didn't expect that she would secretly give shoes to our two children. This is really more surprising than the sun coming out of the west!"
Wang Cuilian also laughed, "It was also your filial piety towards the two elders that moved them. Although the old lady is old and has a bad temper, she knows everything in her heart and knows that you are good to her!"
Yang Ruoqing did not deny Wang Cuilian's words.
Is Mr. Tan stupid?
how can that be possible!
This little old lady probably has a hundred tricks up her sleeve. Some old ladies become dizzy and confused when they reach sixty years old. They don’t even know the younger generations in the family, and even later, they can’t communicate with each other through normal language. .
Mrs. Tan, on the other hand, had accumulated good fortune in her previous life. She was in her early seventies, very clear-headed and spoke fluently.
The same goes for Lao Yangtou, his genes are so good!
An old lady in her seventies can still make such good shoes. The stitching is so dense that even Wang Cuilian can't compare to her.
"These two pairs of small shoes don't look like they are made for other people's children. They are temporarily given to our family. They seem to be made according to the size of our children's feet."
Wang Cuilian picked up the two pairs of small shoes and looked at them, turning her head from time to time to look at Tuantuan and her round little feet squatting on the ground.
Yang Ruoqing was also looking at and comparing.
"I guess I came prepared." Yang Ruoqing also said.
That means that Tan is not just doing it today, it means that Tan has been preparing for it a while ago.
"Could it be..."
"Warming stove wine?"
Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law actually thought of that possibility at the same time.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's very likely that he started collecting shoes for our two children after Nuanzaojiu!"
On the day of Nuanzao Wine, something unpleasant happened.
Although the old lady didn't say anything later and vowed not to bow down to death, the old lady was expressing something to Yang Ruoqing with her actions.
…
At night, Yang Ruoqing brought porridge to Lao Yangtou again, and found that both elders had smiles on their faces.
Not only that, there are some eggs and red dates on the table.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Mrs. Tan pointed to the things on the table and said with a smile to Yang Ruoqing: "Your aunt, go ahead and look, she brought these all here."
Yang Ruoqing looked at those things again.
Nodding, "It's good. It just replenishes my father's energy."
Mrs. Tan took out another red envelope from her pocket and waved it towards Yang Ruoqing, "Your aunt also gave your father a red envelope, worth eighty-eight yuan. This time she is really much more sensible than before!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, her aunt was more generous than before this time!
"Master, let's eat porridge!" Yang Ruoqing also put the food box on the table and took out two bowls from it.
"Grandma, let's have some porridge together, I've prepared something for you two." Yang Ruoqing greeted Tan again, who was looking for a place to hide the money.
Mrs. Tan turned around and said, "I don't even eat dinner at night. I haven't eaten for more than ten years..."
As a result, the lid of the food box was unscrewed, and a strange aroma wafted out.
Mrs. Tan swallowed back the second half of what she said, and looked straight at the food box from which the steam and aroma continued to waft: "What kind of porridge is that? Why does it smell so fragrant?"
