Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2278 Eyes shine (three more)

"Okay." Yang Ruoqing nodded, and then asked: "Brother Zhou Wang, did they say when they would come here for dinner?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Originally, I planned to come here today, that is, in the third year of junior high school, and then I heard uncle talk about our family's affairs."

"Brother Zhou Wang and the others feel that if you are not at home, Qing'er, the house will be too busy for any more visitors, and even if you come back today, none of the relatives on the old Yang's side have gone around yet."

"So they said, wait until the fifth and sixth day, and then come here." He said.

Hearing this arrangement, Yang Ruoqing nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, in the past two days, let's run over to my parents' side and my granny's side. When they come over on the fifth and sixth day, we can spend a whole day entertaining them at home." she said.

The hair was almost wiped, Yang Ruoqing simply tied her hair in a bun, then put on a cloak and a hand warming rabbit leather handbag, and went out of the house with Luo Fengtang, and came to her mother's house next door.

At this time, the main room of Yang Huazhong's house was brightly lit.

The Eight Immortals table was carried to the middle of the main room, with melon seeds and tea placed on it.

As usual, Old Yang Tou sat on the main seat, smoking dry tobacco, while Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou brothers sat beside him, talking with Old Yang Tou.

On the side, Mrs. Tan was sitting in a fire bucket, holding a bowl of tea in her hand, listening to the man talking.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming together, Lao Yang's eyes lit up.

"Qing'er is here, Dad, if you need anything later, just ask Qing'er directly, she knows better than us."

This is Yang Huaming's voice.

"Master, what do you want to ask me?" Yang Ruoqing smiled and greeted Old Yang.

On the one hand, he sat down on the long stool opposite to Lao Yangtou.

"Qing'er, when you came back today, what happened to your elder brother? Can he talk? Can he eat?"

Old Yang leaned over and asked anxiously.

Tan Shi also pricked up her ears, catching Yang Ruoqing's direction.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master, you don't have to worry too much, my elder brother's injury has been well controlled."

"When I came back today, I personally fed him half a bowl of red date porridge before I came back."

"The voice is a little better, not so hoarse. But the old doctor said, let him talk as little as possible,"

"After all, the wound is on the back of the head. I'm afraid that if I talk too much, it will affect the back." Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

After listening to Lao Yang, he stood there in a daze, and there were many complicated things on his face.

On the side, Tan has already spoken angrily.

"Yongxian's brain has a hole the size of a bowl, and he bleeds from the footbath. Why do you give him red date porridge?"

"What's the use of jujube porridge? Why don't you get pork liver soup? It's only half a bowl. For such an adult, can eating half a bowl of red jujube porridge be good?"

"No, no, I'll go to town tomorrow, and I'll bring meatballs and patties to my grandson, so he can make up for it!" Tan Shi said.

Tan's words directly made Yang Ruoqing speechless, and also made the others at the table choke.

Before Yang Ruoqing could speak, Old Yang frowned.

"Shut your crow's mouth. A person's head is only bigger than a fist, and there is only so much blood all over his body. Why is there a hole the size of a bowl, and the blood in the footbath? What are you talking about, really? Yes!" said the old man.

Yang Huaming also stroked his arm and said, "Mother, you feel sorry for Yongxian, we all understand."

"But don't try to exaggerate what you said, it's really annoying!"

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou didn't make a sound, but their reactions were similar to Yang Huaming's.

Tan curled her lips, pouted her neck and said, "What do you know? I feel sorry for my eldest grandson!"

"I don't care, according to your care, Yongxian will probably be starved to death by you!"

"Early tomorrow morning, I will go to the town and take care of Yongxian myself!" Tan Shi said.

"Milk……"

As soon as Yang Ruoqing uttered a voice note, she was interrupted by Mrs. Tan.

"Girl Qing, don't be afraid, just tell me honestly, is it because Li Xiuxin's heartbroken woman deliberately refused to give Yongxian food?" Tan Shi asked.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Grandma, what you said, I have arranged the diet of the elder brother for the past three days." She said.

"He's too weak now, and he can't eat pork liver, meatballs and meatloaf."

"For people like us, with this condition, is it possible that the elder brother can't even afford the nutritional supplements?"

"Everything is done according to the old doctor's orders. Don't worry, something bad will happen." She said.

Old Yangtou hurriedly said: "That's right, that's right, what Qing'er said is reasonable, I said, old lady, you are worrying blindly, let's make fun of it!"

Tan's face softened a little, obviously he had approved Yang Ruoqing's words in his heart.

But when Old Yang said this to her in front of the big guys, she had to argue for herself.

"You old man, you only know how to scold me?"

"Even if I say something bad, my heart is good. I feel sorry for my grandson."

"It's so good. After such a big meal, I almost lost my life. I'm afraid when I think about it!" Tan Shi said.

"Mother, you don't have to worry too much, the people of Yongxianji have their own aura, look, isn't this a safe haven?" Yang Huazhong came out to smooth things over.

Yang Huazhou also hurriedly followed, saying: "Third brother is right, we Yongxian, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings."

Tan's nostrils snorted, and said: "Let me tell you, when our Yongxian recovers from his injury and can write with a pen, the first thing to do is to put Li Xiuxin, the plague god, to rest."

"Otherwise, with that plague god by his side, he will inevitably suffer in the future, bad luck!" Tan Shi said.

When it came to the matter of Xiu Li Xiuxin, everyone was surprised.

Old Yang was the first to say: "Old woman, what are you talking nonsense about? This grandson's daughter-in-law finally married into the family, and it's only been half a month, she's about to retire, she's poking her back!"

Tan Shi said: "You just want to save face and suffer!"

"Is it more important to be stabbed in the back, or the life of your grandson?"

Mrs. Tan asked old Yangtou back, and old Yangtou was asked seriously, and suddenly remembered the matter of Yang Yongxian and Li Xiuxin's bridal chamber, the old man's expression was a little unhappy.

Here, Yang Huazhong said: "Mother, this matter is not enough to divorce my wife, right? It's not that serious, and Mrs. Li is not a plague god..."

"Why isn't he a plague god? He's still an unclean plague god!" Tan interrupted Yang Huazhong, her voice suddenly raised a bit.

Yang Huazhong was stunned.

Mrs. Tan continued: "You don't know that Mrs. Li was not innocent before entering our old Yang's house."

"She didn't know what ecstasy soup she had poured into Yongxian, and Yongxian even helped her explain the truth, blamed herself, and said he couldn't do it himself."

(End of this chapter)