Chapter 10568
Faced with Yang Huaming and Yang Ruoqing’s teasing, Old Yang, who was sitting in the rocking chair and still feeling a little uncomfortable, forced out an awkward smile.
"Hey, I don't blame you. It's because I am getting old and my body is not up to par." The old man said.
When Tan saw Yang Ruoqing coming, she joked as she entered that she would not dare to send dumplings in the future. Tan also followed Old Yang's words and said: "I told you it's none of your business. It’s because we are old and the poor can’t bear the big subsidies!”
Lao Yangtou added again: “…You are all filial to the younger generation.”
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, looking at her grandma and grandma's explanations. It was clearly her grandpa who was sick and uncomfortable, but he was still afraid of causing misunderstanding to them, so he tried his best to explain and even gave praise?
This is a grandma who needs to be strong throughout her life!
"Master, I have thought about it. From now on, if I give you meaty food to eat, I will do it at noon."
"At most, I can give you some porridge or something like that at night. "It's soupy and easy to digest."
"We will eat the big bones with soy sauce at night. You and I must not be greedy for milk!"
Yang Ruoqing came to Old Yangtou, bent down to help Old Yangtou lift the fallen blanket, and continued to speak in a joking tone.
Sometimes, instead of swearing to the sky with orthodox words, it is better to use this kind of joke to convey your emotions to the other party.
This method can better resolve the embarrassment.
Sure enough, I was worried that Yang Ruoqing would be careless and unhappy, thinking that she was giving dumplings with good intentions but ended up making a mess...
After hearing Yang Ruoqing’s joke, the old man Yangtou and Tan both breathed a sigh of relief.
This shows that Qing'er is not angry. On the contrary, she is still very concerned about this matter and has adjusted the way and time of honoring the elderly in the future.
She did not slam the door and leave, but came over to help him carry the blanket. These were all manifestations of her filial piety and consideration.
Lao Yangtou suddenly felt warm in his heart.
Even Ms. Tan, who was standing aside with a bunch of words prepared in her mouth, was a little surprised when she saw Yang Ruoqing transformed into a caring little cotton-padded jacket.
Did Fatty actually have the time to be so considerate and easy to talk to?
At this moment, if Yang Ruoqing had the ability to read minds and read the inner monologue of the second elder, she would probably be stunned to the point of falling on her back.
No matter how strong and domineering she is, she is still a normal person with flesh and blood and emotions!
No matter what, these two elders are still my biological grandparents, Yang Huazhong's biological parents. Although I say that my relationship with them is just like that, but that is for Yang Yongxian, who is in the same generation of grandchildren. .
No matter what, let’s just say that one time the Luo family was short of manpower, so they told the two elders, and the two elders went to the Luo family together and stayed for most of the day, helping to take care of the two children.
And I never ask for credit from outside for this matter.
If it were an elder from an unrelated family in the village who came to look after you for an hour, the whole village would probably know that she raised your child.
While she was eating, your baby was playing nearby, and she took a handful of rice grains with chopsticks and put it into your baby's mouth.
Yes, tell everyone when you come back that she raised your children.
There are quite a few elders like this in Changping Village.
This one was raised by them, and that one was raised by their family. It’s really annoying!
Yang Ruoqing was not a bad person. After all, who was the closest person to her was a question in her mind.
In terms of food and clothing, there is nothing wrong with treating the two elderly people better.
This does not violate her principles.
Yang Ruoqing didn't stay in the east room for too long before leaving first, because Old Yangtou had been struggling for a long time last night and his energy was seriously damaged.
Let him sleep well during the day.
Yang Huaming rushed to the east room and left before Yang Ruoqing. He paid the old man's medical bills, and then Liu Jinchuan came again and took the sheets and clothes that Old Yang had stained last night back to the fourth room for starch washing.
So Yang Huaming felt that his filial piety was fulfilled, so he left the East Room with peace of mind and went to work at the Taoist Temple. Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer, and Mo family all came over to visit Old Yangtou one after another.
The small east room has not been visited by so many people in a long time.
It’s true that Lao Yangtou has low energy and physical strength. The old man who likes liveliness the most has no energy to feel the long-lost liveliness at this moment.
When everyone left, Mrs. Tan quickly went over and closed the door of the east room, and said to the old man: "You should hurry up and catch up on your sleep!"
After saying this, there was no response from the old man. He had already fallen asleep with his head tilted.
Tan looked at Old Yang for a moment, sighed silently, sat down on the stool beside the bed, picked up the sewing basket, and began to do her needlework...
Maybe it was the effect of the medicine that made Old Yang sleep until noon.
When he opened his eyes, although his stomach was still vaguely uncomfortable, his energy and energy were much better than last night.
Last night, it was really like a devil's hand penetrated his chest and grabbed his stomach, then rubbed and tore at his internal organs.
Lying down, the spine in my back hurt so much that it felt like it was about to be taken away.
Huddled up, sweating profusely.
Lying down, standing, even less so.
The world is spinning, life is worse than death!
During the period of fighting against the pain, time passed too slowly, so slowly that it was almost painful.
"Old man, how are you? Are you feeling better?" Tan quickly put down her sewing and asked, rubbing her sore eyes.
Old Yang yawned and gave Tan a weak smile: "It's much better, I feel alive."
Tan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you hungry? Let me get you something to fill your stomach."
The old lady walked towards the table as she spoke.
Old Yangtou's eyes followed Mrs. Tan and landed on the familiar bird on the table. Old Yangtou's pupils shrank.
The insulated food box from the Luo family actually left a shadow on this old man’s mind!
"What is that? Can I eat it?" the old man asked subconsciously.
I’m afraid it’s chicken, duck and fish.
Mrs. Tan turned her head and caught a glimpse of the old man's appearance. Suddenly, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Look at your bravery, don't be scared. Fatty brought this to you. Can it hurt you?"
While speaking, Mrs. Tan returned to the bed with the food box. He sat down sideways and brought the opened food box to Old Yangtou.
“Look, it’s porridge, with some mushrooms added in it.”
“Pang Ya said she went to ask Wang Sheng specifically and cooked it for you alone. Stomach porridge.”
Old Yangtou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was porridge and had been approved by Wang Sheng.
He was about to reach out to take it, but in the end, Mrs. Tan scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Lao Yangtou's mouth.
“Ah, open your mouth!”
(End of this chapter)