"Stay?" Ms. Tan suddenly laughed. She pointed at the tip of her nose and turned her head to ask Old Yang: "You bad old man, you are asking such nonsense."
"Why should I stay if I don't come back after I get the things? Is it possible that I have to stay and be washed by that old widower Wang Hongquan?"
"Or do I want to stay and serve Xu Qiaohong, the prodigal son, and serve her tea and water? Bah!"
Mrs. Tan gave Old Yangtou a look of disdain, and then gave Yang Huamei a gentle smile: "Meier, don't come out. Mom will be back as soon as she gets the things. Haha!"
This tone was like exhorting a child. It wasn't until Mrs. Tan and Lao Yangtou walked out of the east room door for a while that Yang Huamei came back to her senses.
When she came back to her senses, she found that the corners of her eyes were wet...
It was as if she had returned to her teenage years, back under the lap of her parents and being cared for by her parents.
Yang Huamei sat back at the table, poured a bowl of tea, and drank slowly, imagining that she really was a child.
In the past nearly twenty years, every time she returned to her parents' home and this east room, although no one urged her to leave, she always felt a sense of urgency and urging.
I always feel that I am now a married girl, and this is no longer my home. My home is with Lao Wang's family.
There are my husband and children there, and I can't stay long. I have to go back quickly, otherwise the children will be anxious and make trouble without seeing their mother.
There are also some housework matters that she needs to go back to take care of...
So I subconsciously urged myself and forced myself.
At this moment, I sit back in the east room of my parents' house again. Without those fetters and constraints, I can stay as long as I want and sit as long as I want. Not to mention, this feeling is quite relaxing.
It's just that this feeling of relaxation is very similar to that of the girl who was about to get married, but this feeling is familiar yet strange.
Some things, once you pass that age, no longer seem to be as original as before.
Lao Wang's house, old house.
Xu Qiaohong was still moaning on the bed, shouting that her waist was broken, and sent Xiao Hei to invite Wangsheng over.
Xiao Hei went out to call Wangsheng, but came back after a while, "Wangsheng is not at home. He went to a neighboring village for medical treatment. He said he didn't know when he would be back."
"Ouch, you don't even know how to ask a doctor. Are you trying to kill me?"
"Wang Sheng isn't at home. Isn't there an old doctor at home? Call him over!"
"Ah? Sister Qiaohong, are you talking about Uncle Fu? That's probably not possible. Uncle Fu is old and has not been able to see people easily for several years."
"Why? Is he the emperor? He doesn't treat people when he's old? He's a bastard if he doesn't earn money."
Hearing Xu Qiaohong cursing on the bed, Xiao Hei stood in front of the bed and looked embarrassed.
"Sister Qiaohong, it's not that I didn't invite Uncle Fu over for you, it's really that he didn't come out. It seems that he doesn't lack the money."
"Except for the Luo family's need, he may go to see a doctor, but he doesn't seem to go anywhere else for money. Everyone in our village knows this!"
Father and son Fu Bo and Wang Sheng are both village doctors. Their family became rich in Changping Village mainly because they were affiliated with the Luo family.
During Fu Bo's time, Fu Bo and his cousin Qing'er worked together on a transportation team and planted medicinal fields in the mountains. Even now, although Fu Bo doesn't visit people, Fu Bo still takes care of and controls the medicinal fields. , I heard that the dividends that Uncle Fu receives at the end of each year are far more than the money a family of seven or eight strong men earns from growing crops!
In addition, Wangsheng practices medicine...
You said, is this family short of money? This family is really not short of money!
"I hurt, my waist is about to break, Xiaohei, you heartless person, don't you care whether I live or die? Huh?"
Xu Qiaohong yelled at Xiao Hei on the bed, with disheveled hair and scarlet eyes. To be honest, Xiao Hei was frightened.
He took two steps back, a little surprised. Why was the once fairy sister not so beautiful now?
However, Xiao Hei's fear of Xu Qiaohong is also engraved deep in his soul.
"Sister Qiaohong, don't worry, I'll take you to Uncle Fu's house for medical treatment. The old doctor can't come, so we'll go there by ourselves!"
Xu Qiaohong had no choice, but her lower back was burning. She really had no choice. She could only grit her teeth and tell Xiao Hei: "Quick, quick, take me to that old guy's house! I'm going to die!"
In this way, Xiaohei carried Xu Qiaohong to Uncle Fu's house overnight.
When the young couple arrived in the yard, they met someone.
That person was none other than the old lady Tan who came to get something.
"Ga...Ga Po?"
Xiao Hei paused and stared at Mr. Tan, feeling inexplicably panicked.
Mrs. Tan glared at Xiao Hei fiercely: "You are a bitch who forgets his mother after marrying his wife. I don't have a white-eyed wolf grandson like you!"
Xiao Hei's face was full of sarcasm.
To be honest, even though he was reincarnated as a glutton, he couldn't move his steps or eyes when he saw food.
But after all, his head was not kicked by a donkey, nor was it pinched by the door panel, nor was he flooded.
He basically understands what he should know, but as a young man of eighteen or nineteen, at this stage he is not as mature and stable as other peers of this era.
If analyzed from Yang Ruoqing's perspective, Xiao Hei is not stupid, Xiao Hei is even a bit naive.
In future generations, Xiao Hei will be a poor student in the third grade of high school, but he has some special skills in sports.
The so-called learning difficulties refer specifically to households with learning difficulties...
It’s true that he is a scumbag, but he will guide and guide and will not become a scumbag.
Although some people are smart, they don't follow the right path and eventually become scum...
A scumbag, a scumbag, what do you choose between the two scumbags?
Ha, I choose oily dumplings. Aren’t the big dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage oily residue delicious?
Okay, I'm going to go a long way here, let's talk about the fact that Tan met Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong in person at this moment. Tan pointed at Xiao Hei and slapped him in the face as a scolding.
Xiao Hei was scolded so hard that he hung his head and didn't dare to say a word in rebuttal.
But Xu Qiaohong raised her head and opened her mouth to scold Mrs. Tan: "You damn old woman, you don't care about your grandson Xiaohei, and we are too lazy to pay attention to you, a grandma, you deserve it!"
Tan sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm onto Xu Qiaohong's face, and it just hit the middle of Xu Qiaohong's nose and mouth, making a crisp sound.
Listen, this is not the point. The point is, the smell of old sauerkraut, coupled with the unique fishy smell caused by the fermentation of various fungi in the body for more than seventy years, are mixed together and supplied continuously. Touching Xu Qiaohong's nostrils.
When Xu Qiaohong smelled the smell, her internal organs began to tremble.
"Ugh~"
She couldn't hold it back, opened her mouth and retched.
And the next moment, she paid a heavy price for her action just now.
Because, as she opened her mouth, the semi-liquid old phlegm stuck between her nose and mouth slipped directly into Xu Qiaohong's mouth like stringy cheese...
