Chapter 9420 Deep love between father and daughter
"Dad, what are you doing wearing shoes? Are you going to go to the ground?"
Yang Huamei suddenly asked.
She put down Zhuangzhuang in her arms, bent down, half crouched down, and moved closer to Lao Yang's head little by little.
Especially when I saw Lao Yangtou put his shoes on his feet, his fingers were moving, and his feet could actually be lifted up to cooperate with his hands.
Yang Huamei's eyes suddenly opened wide, and her eyeballs were so surprised that they almost fell to the ground.
"Dad, is it true? Your legs and feet are healed? Ha, ha...that's great!"
"Dad, let me help you put on your shoes."< br>
Yang Huamei squatted in front of Old Yangtou, held Old Yangtou's feet with both hands, and helped carefully.
Old Yangtou said with a smile: "This time I went to the follow-up consultation, I can already stand up."
"Meier, go and help me get the pair of crutches leaning against the wall."
The old man pointed to the pair of T-shaped crutches leaning against the bedside and quickly brought them over. Pass it to Lao Yangtou.
Old Yang Tou held on to the crutch and stood up slowly with the help of Yang Huamei. The parallel wood-like wood on the crutch directly reached his armpits, and his arms extended downward along the crutch, steadily Hold on to the crutch.
"Meier, step aside and I'll take a few steps to give you a look."
"Okay, okay!"
Yang Huamei quickly stepped back and saw her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang moving his short legs crookedly in the room, as if he wanted to explore everything in this strange but novel room.
Yang Huamei was worried that Zhuang Zhuang had blocked the old man's way, and both the old man and the young man would trip and fall, so she quickly picked Zhuang Zhuang back up and said, "Go, let's go play over there. ”
Yang Huamei casually pointed out a place to Zhuang Zhuang, while her own eyes continued to follow Old Yangtou’s steps nervously.
I saw Lao Yang holding his cane and moving towards the cabinet step by step.
Although the speed was very slow, even like that of a toddler, Yang Huamei was so excited that she raised a hand and covered her mouth tightly with tears in her eyes. Just spinning around.
The father who stood up gave her a completely different feeling than the father who sat in a wheelchair.
Dad stood up, standing tall and tall. The mountain-like feeling of his father who had been buried deep in his heart since childhood suddenly came back.
Yang Huamei's eyes were filled with tears, but her heart suddenly felt full of confidence.
It was as if she had suddenly become that little girl protected by her parents again, the domineering Mei'er of the old Yang family!
"Dad, you are leaving so well, so great!"
Yang Huamei couldn't help but put her hands on her palms and kept talking excitedly.
Old Yang walked to the cabinet and stopped. When he heard Yang Huamei's words, the old man turned his head and smiled proudly at her.
“I just got up, and my legs and feet are still a little stiff. Otherwise, I would have walked better!” he said.
Yang Huamei nodded vigorously, "Yes, the more you walk, the better you will get!"
Old Yangtou said again: "The doctor told me to practice every day. The amount of practice cannot be exceeded." Too little, but not too much, hey, it’s not easy to control this degree!”
When Yang Huamei heard this, she quickly said: "Dad, take it easy, walk for a while and then rest."
"Come, I will help you come back and sit down. Let's practice slowly. Don't rush this." A moment and a half.”
Yang Huamei tried to help the old man, but the old man waved his hand.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll get something and go back and sit down."
The old man opened the cabinet door and took out a tin box from inside.
There is a pattern on the tin box, and the pattern is August osmanthus.
“Here, here are the mooncakes filled with osmanthus and lotus paste, the flavor you like.”
The old man handed the tin box to Yang Huamei. Yang Huamei took the tin box and was stunned.
Ever since she was a child, her favorite mooncake has been osmanthus and lotus paste.
But when I was young, my family's conditions were not very good, so I would spend a lot of money on the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, buying a few mooncakes and sharing them with everyone.
Usually, we buy a big rock sugar, black sesame, red and green silk mooncake and cut it into small pieces. After dinner, the family sits in the yard with stools to watch the moon. time to eat.
In addition to the shared mooncakes, her father and mother would buy her a palm-sized mooncake with fruit fillings for her to eat alone in the house.
This is a secret that cannot be made public in the old Yang family...
"Dad, thank you for remembering my taste." Yang Huamei whispered, her voice was rusty, and her nose was a little sour. .
His eyes became even more moist and hot, and he felt the urge to cry.
Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became more and more kind.
“Silly girl, how could dad forget your taste?”
“No matter if it’s dad or your mother, unless that day we lie in the coffin, otherwise, we I will remember your taste until my death."
Yang Huamei nodded and turned around holding the iron box in her arms tightly.
Yes, tears welled up in her eyes.
I haven’t had such an experience for a long time...
It took a while before she calmed down.
"Dad, your legs are just fine, just try to rest as much as possible and move around appropriately."
Yang Huamei supported Old Yang's head and slowly walked back to the bed and asked the old man to sit down.
"Dad, your eldest grandson Xiaohei will get married on August 16th. I will ask him to come over to pick you up and have a wedding banquet."
She squatted in front of Lao Yang, and gently rubbed Lao Yang with her hands. The head's legs help him relax his sore muscles.
At the same time, he raised his head and looked up at the old man with pious eyes.
The old man nodded happily: "Okay, even if I take medicine now and can't drink, I will definitely go there. If you don't come to pick me up, I will definitely be there!"
Yang Huamei smiled: "And my mother, she went to Canngle County, she should be back soon, right?"
"Do you want... to send her a message?"
Lao Yangtou waved his hand: "We know your mother's temperament, but she doesn't need to send a message to anything that concerns your family." Come on!"
Yang Huamei was completely relieved.
Over there, Zhuang Zhuang was holding the tin box containing the mooncakes and trying hard to open it.
But it couldn't be opened, so the little guy tilted his head anxiously and tried to bite it open with his teeth.
Yang Huamei rushed over and took the tin box away from his hand.
When Zhuangzhuang saw it, he was unhappy. He stomped his little feet and raised his little arms, trying to snatch the tin box back from Yang Huamei's hand.
Yang Huamei hid the tin box behind her back and kept coaxing: "My little ancestor, you just ate a piece of moon cake, don't eat too much, otherwise you will have a stomachache..."< br>
However, Zhuang Zhuang was still making trouble, holding Yang Huamei's legs and screaming.
Yang Huamei had no idea, "Why are you so disobedient? Grandma will hurt you, don't make trouble, don't make trouble..."
On the side, Old Yangtou watched all this and couldn't help but remind Yang Huamei: "Zhuangzhuang is in a special situation. He can't hear a word you say so much. You might as well open the box and pinch a little to coax him. .”
(End of this chapter)