Chapter 10567
When Old Yangtou saw Tan like this, he was really shocked.
"I told you, but I forgot and didn't bother to tell you this. Do you think I'm the kind of person who eats alone?" Old Yangtou was also unhappy. , and his voice was a bit thicker.
"We have known each other all our lives. When have I ever secretly eaten something without telling you? Am I the kind of person who pays attention to my appetite? Please ask your conscience!"
Old Yang Tou's words fell into Tan's ears.
Ask yourself, Mrs. Tan doesn't think that old Yangtou is that kind of person. This old man's food is easy to kill!
Even if it’s just a plate of peanuts, I can drink it myself for a long time and never care about what I ate or didn’t eat today.
In the past, when the children were young and the family was a bit of a cook, he always stayed close to her and the children.
Now that the conditions at home have improved a long time ago, food and other things are not rare, and there is no need for him to be cautious about hiding food.
Tan's anger was half gone, but she still yelled stubbornly: "According to what you said, I am the kind of person who pursues food and drink?"
Old Yangtou quickly said: "How can you say such weird things? You are even less so. You have been doing it for your children all your life. For us, you are the most open-minded one!"
Such a compliment. With coaxing and coaxing, Mr. Tan finally stopped making trouble.
After shedding a layer of skin, Lao Yangtou finally cleared himself of the suspicion, and the old couple finally reconciled.
The final outcome was that even though Lao Yangtou really couldn't eat the dumplings, he still took the initiative to pull Tan to sit at the table.
The old couple used a pair of chopsticks to destroy all the remaining dumplings on the plate.
Tan was finally satisfied, a smile appeared on his face, and his tone of voice returned to normal.
But Lao Yangtou was miserable. He felt that the dumplings he ate were about to hit his throat. He felt extremely uncomfortable. In the next month, no one should persuade him to eat dumplings. Guess, who is he in a hurry with?
......
The next morning, Yang Ruoqing waited for Lao Yangtou to go to the fourth room to have breakfast, and brought the food box, bowls and chopsticks to the Luo family.
As a result, I waited and waited without seeing Old Yangtou, but other news came.
"What? I'm sick? What is it?"
"I don't know. Dad went over to deliver food earlier and came back with a letter saying that I was sick. Dad stayed at the old house to take care of me."
“I’ll go to the old house to check on the situation, Jin Chuan. Go back and do your work first!”
After sending Liu Jinchuan away, Yang Ruoqing stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove to keep the sweet potato porridge warm. Before leaving, she greeted Wang Cuilian and Luo Blacksmith. With a sound, he also went to the old house.
At the door of the old house, Yang Ruoqing met Wang Sheng Doumian who came out of the house.
Wang Sheng was followed by Yang Yongzhi.
The two sides stopped at the door, and Yang Ruoqing and Wang Sheng asked about Lao Yangtou's condition.
Wang Sheng said: "The problem is that there is no big problem. The main reason is that the elderly are getting older and the digestive ability of the internal organs has weakened."
"It is usually not recommended for the elderly to eat too much at night, which is easy to I have accumulated food, especially since it is starting to get hot today. The old man may have a little trouble sleeping. Greed for cold, cold in the abdomen, accumulation of food, resulting in abdominal distension, chest tightness, nausea and wanting to vomit..."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned, "My father ate dumplings at my house last night. I remember it was still early at the time, and he There is not enough food, less than half a bowl, less than an equal bowl..."
Wang Sheng was a little surprised: "You can't, right? Judging from the amount of vomited by the old man before, it's much more than a flat bowl..."
"Are they all dumplings?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Could it be that grandpa was hungry at night when he came back and ate other things before going to bed, which caused the food to be incompatible with each other?
Wang Sheng understood what Yang Ruoqing meant and said with certainty: "Only dumplings."
Ah...
Yang Ruoqing didn't know what to say now. Dumplings are the main culprit.
"Maybe it's because I gave my grandma a box of dumplings last night. Grandma couldn't bear to eat it alone, so she gave half of it to my grandpa..."
Listen After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Wang Sheng suddenly said, "No wonder, but... Don't worry too much. I have prescribed Bohe soup for the elderly. He will drink it for three to five days. Try to eat light and small amounts in these days, and avoid spicy food and alcohol. He will be fine in three to five days."
"Thank you! Brother Wangsheng! Good go.”
Yang Ruoqing bowed slightly and stepped aside, watching Wangsheng leave.
Yang Yongzhi sent Wangsheng to the door and did not send him off again.
When Wang Sheng walked away, Yang Yongzhi saw the remorse on Yang Ruoqing's face and comforted her: "This has nothing to do with you. You gave them dumplings out of filial piety."
< br>"The main reason is that my grandfather is old and his digestion is not good. He will be fine if he takes some medicine to recuperate."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Although the truth was this, she always felt uneasy in her heart.
After all, this matter has something to do with her.
After this incident, Yang Ruoqing also learned a lesson. Even if she is filial, she cannot give food to these old men and women who are seventy or eighty years old casually.
Have a good meal, hello, me, hello everyone.
If something goes wrong if the food is not good, no one will be fine.
Why!
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and gave Yang Yongzhi a relieved smile: "Third brother, don't worry, I won't take it personally. This kind of thing is also an accident."
"Let me see. "Master, where are you going?"
"Then go and see, I have to go to the Taoist temple."
Backyard, East Room.
Yang Ruoqing originally thought that the old man should be bedridden, but in the end, he was sitting on the rocking chair by the window.
Ms. Tan was putting a small blanket on his chest. He was still too hot, so he was scolded by Ms. Tan.
"Wangsheng walks on the front foot, but you are greedy for the cold? Do you want me to call Wangsheng back?"
"Okay, okay, I'll cover you!"
Yang Huaming held the copy with both hands, stood aside and watched them like this, and then complained.
"Mom, you are taking great care of my dad these days. Why don't you have to rely on him to eat a few dumplings last night? This won't happen anymore!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Huaming greeted him. There were two glares.
From Lao Yangtou and Tan respectively.
Lao Yangtou said: "Fourth brother, please don't overdo it. Your mother is doing it for my own good. She wants me to eat more, but she is reluctant to eat it herself."
Tan said: " What are you going to explain to this little brat? How can someone like him, who only cares about his own three-inch hole, understand this?”
Yang Huaming laughed so hard that his shoulders shook: "Yes, I finally understand. This illness has brought you two elders closer together. Together with me, a filial son who has been looking for doctors for you and paying for medicines, Instead, I have become an outsider!”
“Fourth uncle, I want to be a filial piety. The person who followed my granddaughter has also become an indirect sinner." Yang Ruoqing also entered the east room in secret and said with a smile: "Master, grandma, I was wrong, I won't dare to give you dumplings next night! I was shocked!”
(End of this chapter)