Wanghai County, Changping Village.
The news about Blacksmith Luo suffering from heat stroke spread quickly in the village.
Then the next day, many people came to Luo's house to visit Blacksmith Luo.
Not only the relatives and friends of the Luo family, but also the villagers in the village. Even after the matter continued to ferment for two days, the people from the next village, the ten miles and eight villages, and even the security chief of the town were alarmed and specially carried it. The thing came to visit the Luo family.
Aunt Luo Daye from Zhoujiacun also heard the news and sent Zhou Wang to send her over...
Regarding this, Blacksmith Luo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He said to Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing: "Why are you all so polite? I just slept for a while and sweated that night, and I felt a little flustered and chest tight. I really don't have any big problem!"
Yang Ruoqing just pursed her lips and smiled.
Blacksmith Luo talked a lot, and Yang Ruoqing said, "This means that uncle, you are usually very popular. Look, if something goes wrong with you, everyone is nervous."
Blacksmith Luo also laughed. Yang Ruoqing's words made the old man very happy and he felt very happy.
However, Wang Cuilian next to her made trouble in front of her.
"The kid said that on purpose to make you happy. Do you really think you are so proud?"
"Auntie, don't say that. My uncle is really popular. Adults and children all like my uncle!"
Wang Cuilian continued to laugh and shook her head with a smile: "No matter how popular you are, you can't have such a big face. It's such a busy day in this hot day. People put down their work and came here to visit, put down their things, drank tea, and left without even eating. Eat our food."
"Why are you here? We all know it clearly, and the old man also knows it himself."
Blacksmith Luo smiled and nodded, "Clear, clear, of course I know!"
"If my family Tangyazi and Qing'er hadn't been successful, how could anyone come and see me, a bad old man like me?"
Wang Cuilian: "As long as you understand."
Blacksmith Luo said: "But having said that, these people come to see me, it is really to give me face and to be polite."
"But I've done this too much, and I'm really tired of it. Every time a group of people comes, I have to ask them again."
"They asked out of concern for me, an old man. Every time they asked, I had to tell the story of that evening from beginning to end. In the end, I didn't even want to say it anymore..."
Wang Cuilian said: "What can we do? If someone comes to visit you specifically, you can't just not ask a word, right? If they ask, we can't not respond even if you say a word, right?"
So many times, when a new group of visitors changed, it was Wang Cuilian or Yang Ruoqing who helped tell the story of what happened.
Speaking of this, Yang Ruoqing remembered something and couldn't help but smile.
I was about to say that I would give Blacksmith Luo and the others a chance to entertain them, but as a result, I came up with whatever I wanted, and a childish conversation came from the group of children who were playing with toys at the small table next to me.
"Tuan Tuan, Yuan Yuan, what's wrong with Grandpa Luo? My mother said, Grandpa Luo is sick?" The little girl who asked the question was Jiang Lan, the daughter of Jiang Xianjun and Zheng Xiaoqin.
The child will be two years old soon. In broad daylight, her mother, Zheng Xiaoqin, comes to the pond at the entrance of the village for bathing and will take her with her.
When she gets tired of standing crookedly on the pond, she will come to Luo's house to have fun together for a while.
"My eldest grandpa is not sick, his eldest grandpa has heat stroke." Yuanyuan corrected Jiang Lan while playing with the toys in her hands.
"Not sick? What is that?" Jiang Lan asked again.
Yuanyuan was already attracted by the toy at hand and didn't bother to answer Jiang Lan's questioning.
At this time, Tuantuan stood up and said, "That evening, my eldest grandma was helping my brother take a bath, and my mother was cooking dinner. My eldest grandpa said, oh my, it's too hot in the front and back rooms. I need to get some well water to pour on it." The yard... My uncle was fetching water back and forth in the yard, and my grandma said, oh, old man, don’t tire yourself out... My grandpa said it’s okay, I’m not tired. After a while, my mother Then he said: Uncle, please don’t get heatstroke. The uncle said: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, who can get too hot for such a trivial matter..."
The tone of Tuantuan's words, the logic of his sentences and the order of his writing were exactly the same as Blacksmith Luo's responses to the waves of visitors these days.
If there is any difference, it would be that the first person pronoun of Blacksmith Luo is replaced by the third person pronoun of my great grandfather...
But basically, it can be considered that 99% of Blacksmith Luo's original words have been restored, as well as the scenes before and after the heatstroke.
Jiang Lan was probably confused by the huge amount of information brought by Tuantuan's long speech, so much so that he paused the toys in his hands, raised his head, and looked at Tuantuan with his mouth open in an O shape.
Jiang Lan didn't react until Tuantuan explained the complete process for a while.
"Wow, Tuantuan, you are so awesome. You can say so many words in one breath, but I can't. You are better than me!"
Tuantuan: "That's necessary, why am I the elder brother?"
Yuanyuan: "No, you are my brother, not sister Lanlan's brother."
Jiang Lan: "Yes, you are both my brothers. But, I am the sister, but I am not as powerful as you!"
Tuantuan: "Then whoever among us is the loudest will be the boss, and I will be the boss of you two from now on. Do you have any objection?"
"No."
"I do not have either!"
"Then it's settled, Lagou..."
On Yang Ruoqing's side, the three adults paused their chat and listened to the childish talk between the three children next to them. Finally, Wang Cuilian couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, I'm a real mother, why are these kids so funny!"
Yang Ruoqing also smiled.
Blacksmith Luo laughed loudly, pointed at Tuantuan and said, "The little guy has a really good memory. He memorized all my original words."
Wang Cuilian: "You have to know how many times you have said these words in the past few days? It must be hundreds of times!"
Blacksmith Luo thought for a while: "I'm afraid it must have happened hundreds of times!"
"Isn't that right? Children have good memories, especially our family treasure."
Blacksmith Luo said: "Then if someone comes to visit later and asks about this matter, I won't say anything. I will let my family Tuanbao speak for me."
Wang Cuilian smiled: "I'm afraid he's really good at this job."
Blacksmith Luo waved his hand: "You're just kidding. Everyone who is supposed to come will come. Those who didn't come are because the road is too far and the news can't be conveyed."
"I also hope that no one will come over again. I can eat, drink, run and jump long ago, so I don't need to look at it anymore."
Yang Ruoqing said: "That's what I said, but my uncle just lost his vitality a few days ago. It's best to rest more these days."
"I asked others to take care of the fish pond. It's been very hot recently. Uncle, try to rest at home and don't go out."
Blacksmith Luo thought for a while: "Okay, then I will listen to you and won't cause any trouble to you!"
