Chapter 10907
It’s not that you guys deliberately took advantage of Qiao, but the timing of Ju’er coming over to call for dinner was very clever.
When lunch was approaching, this meant that the host’s intention was not very firm.
If you are very determined, then after breakfast, you should say hello to each room, tell you not to light a fire at noon, and go to the fourth room.
It’s almost time for dinner, and no one came to call for it, so other families have also gotten the hint, and smoke is coming out of the chimneys of every house.
Even like Sanfang, where two big pots of dumplings have been fried, it is naturally impossible for the whole family to go to Fourth Fang for dinner.
So in the end, Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, and Yang Huazhou went to the fourth room for dinner.
None of the women and children went, not even Daan and Yang Yongzhi.
Da'an didn't go, but Da'an didn't go to see off his uncle either. It was Yang Yongjin and his brothers who went to see off his uncle.
Da'an's status and personality are not suitable for going to Lijiacun for that banquet in this cold weather.
If he goes, it will also make other people cautious, and some people may even look for this opportunity to come over to build relationships with Daan, and to a certain extent, they will usurp the host.
After all, today's protagonists should be Li Laoer and He'er...
After lunch, the uncles who sent him to Lao Yang's family also came back one after another, including Blacksmith Luo This great matchmaker.
Seeing Blacksmith Luo drinking, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were a little blurred, and his steps were a little frivolous.
Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Uncle, this matchmaker, it seems that he drank a few cups at noon?"
Blacksmith Luo nodded with a smile: "Brothers from the Li family were too polite and asked many clan members from the village to come over and drink with me."
"I see, I must be grateful to you as a great matchmaker..."
"Thank you for what," Wang Cuilian interrupted Yang Ruoqing. She didn't like seeing Blacksmith Luo drinking too much.
So he came over with a frown: "They saw that you, an old man, are addicted to alcohol. They were afraid that if you didn't drink, they would say you were not well treated. Look at you. You drink three meals a day at home. When you go outside, you drink even more. Drinking with the mouth open, don’t you want to lose your voice?”
As Blacksmith Luo has grown older in the past two years, some basic diseases have gradually appeared, such as throat problems.
It's better in other warm seasons, but when the weather gets colder in winter, his voice becomes very fragile and he gasps for breath when he walks too much.
Sometimes when I am irritated by my heavy breathing while working, I have to bury my head and cough hard for a while.
According to Wang Cuilian, Blacksmith Luo’s cough was a bit severe when he was sleeping at night, and his snoring was even more serious.
For these reasons, Yang Ruoqing often invited Fu Bo and Wang Sheng to come to her home to diagnose and treat Blacksmith Luo.
Every day, I have to boil medicine for him to take.
In terms of his usual diet, he didn't dare to let him eat spicy food. However, this old man had been accustomed to eating spicy food all his life. After only two meals of non-spicy food, he said that his mouth had no taste, he had no strength to walk, and even his whole body It’s almost emo.
No choice, I can only make it mildly spicy, but this will not be good for his cough.
So the old man said that he would insist on taking medicine every day and adjust slowly, and told his family not to worry.
Both Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing wanted to persuade him to quit drinking.
If you quit this thing, even if the food you usually eat is slightly spicy, the impact should not be too big.
Mainly wine or soju.
In the end, the old man said that it was impossible for him to stop drinking, unless one day he would kick his feet and lie on the coffin. If he stopped drinking, his life would lose its meaning, just like there is no spring. The flowers have lost their color, just like the flowers have lost their color...
No way, in the end Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian compromised.
Even Luo Fengtang, who was far away from home, was at a loss to do anything about this matter. He could only advise Yang Ruoqing in a letter at home to let it be. There are always those medicines at home, and it is better to take them than not to take them. As for other living habits, don't forcefully interfere with them. At this age, you have already gotten used to them.
Asking him to change his living habits would be more traumatic than coughing.
There were some words that Luo Fengtang didn't say clearly, but Yang Ruoqing understood what he meant.
To use an inappropriate analogy, it’s like a person. How about you let him eat and drink as he pleases and live happily for thirty or forty years?
Or should we let that person spend his whole life not being able to eat or touch anything, and live a life of seventy or eighty years with a pure heart, restraint, and indifference to everything?
It is estimated that more than half of the people will choose the former without hesitation.
In this world, really speaking, the meaning of life is not the length, but the quality.
"Auntie, let alone uncle, he actually drinks much less these days than before, and he is in moderation." Yang Ruoqing helped Blacksmith Luo speak.
"There was actually no drinking in the fourth room this morning. I saw it. I went to the Li family to play matchmaker this afternoon. There must be a warm toast there, which is unavoidable."
Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's the reason, Qing'er still knows I also shied away from the matter, but I can't shirk it under the circumstances today!"
Wang Cuilian said: "It's too late for you to be happy. Hey, I don't even bother to say anything to you. I won't say anything. Ronggu brings the sobering soup. You drink a bowl first and then drink the medicine later!”
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to your arrangement."
After hearing Blacksmith Luo's soft words, Wang Cuilian couldn't vent her anger even if she was angry.
However, Blacksmith Luo also knew that Wang Cuilian was scolding him for the sake of his health. If it were anyone else, no matter how drunk he was, he would only make superficial remarks.
Only the closest relatives around you can give honest advice.
While Tiejiang Luo was drinking sobering soup, he told Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian about the noon banquet at the Li family.
"The banquet was very real, with eight tables set up, and 70% of the villagers came to congratulate each other."
"It is said that the relatives of the three Li brothers who have not been away for many years also came to congratulate them. It’s so lively.”
“The things in the wedding room. It’s stuffed to the brim, and big red happy words are plastered everywhere. It’s very festive. It’s obvious that the three Li brothers really spent a lot of money on this banquet!”
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Listening to this, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian could picture the scene in front of their eyes.
"Marrying He'er means the three brothers of the Li family will not lose anything." Yang Ruoqing said.
If nothing else, I now have a father-in-law whom I can rely on.
Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "If you are poor in the busy city, no one will care about you, but if you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. That's what I am talking about."
No matter what difficulties the three brothers encountered earlier, It is almost impossible to find any relatives to help.
This time, it is said that a bunch of old relatives came over to ask about their welfare. This is how the world is...
After sighing for a while, Blacksmith Luo finished the hangover soup and was persuaded by Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian to go back to the house and take a nap.
In the kitchen, Wang Cuilian was boiling medicine for Blacksmith Luo with her own hands, and she was still mumbling, expressing her dissatisfaction with Blacksmith Luo's drinking.
Yang Ruoqing then enlightened Wang Cuilian: "Aunt, my uncle only has this kind of hobby. You told him about it before, and he accepted it completely. Let's not talk about it again later."
King Cuilian sighed, "I'm just worried about him. Hey, I can't control him. I don't know what to do."
Yang Ruoqing said: "We can only try to control his daily drinking, and then the medicine cannot be stopped. ”
(End of this chapter)