Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2828 Warmth (one more)
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "It's right for parents to think this way. We won't put pressure on Da'an, but we must have confidence in Da'an."

Speaking of confidence, Yang Huazhong couldn't help grinning.

"This is to talk to Qing'er, you and Tang Yazi in private. I really never dreamed that Da'an would be so good at studying."

"Our old Yang's family's first Juren actually falls in our old Yang's family, haha..."

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and they both smiled heartily.

Looking forward to a child becoming a dragon and a daughter becoming a phoenix, this kind of mood is similar to that of all parents in the world.

Pity the parents of the world.

Soon, Yang Huaming came back.

"Third brother, are you full? Let's go back when we're full!" he said.

Yang Huazhong said: "I've already eaten enough, I'm just waiting for you!"

"Qing'er, I should come to town again these two days, do you have anything for me to bring?" Yang Huazhong asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, and reported a few things to Yang Huazhong, nothing more than a change of clothes or something.

Yang Huazhong remembered everything in his heart, and he only asked Mrs. Sun to go to Yang Ruoqing's house to open the closet to find clothes after returning home.

Luo Fengtang sent them out, Yang Ruoqing stayed in the ward, and then fed Dazhi breakfast.

I ate some green vegetable and egg noodles, and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Seeing him eat and go down, Yang Ruoqing was secretly happy.

If you can eat, you will have energy and your body will have immunity.

"Zhi'er, are you full?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Dazhi nodded, raised his small hand and patted his belly lightly, "Yuanyuan, hehe..."

He smiled, showing two rows of neat little white teeth, and his crooked eyes were like crescent moons.

"Is it really round? Mother touch it." Yang Ruoqing also touched it lightly, then smiled.

"Wow, it's really round, why don't you wash your mouth now and sleep well?" She asked softly.

The doctor said, what Dazhi needs most now is to rest.

Dazhi nodded obediently, "Mother, mother won't leave when I'm sleeping, mother will stay with Dazhi, okay?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gently stroked Dazhi's head, "Okay, mother won't go anywhere, she will just watch over you, you are asleep, mother is here, and when you wake up, you can see mother when you open your eyes. Okay?"

"Okay!" Dazhi smiled happily.

"Zhi'er will wake up at noon later, what do you want to eat? Tell mother, mother will prepare it." She asked again.

Dazhi thought for a while and said, "I want to eat sweet potato flour balls made by my mother."

Sweet potato flour balls?
"Dazhi didn't eat it last time, and his stomach hurts, Dazhi wants to eat..." The soft and waxy voice came to his ears.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, and suddenly remembered that the last time she made this dumpling was two months ago.

At that time, Dazhi seemed to be a little upset, so he didn't dare to give him food.

The child was probably watching from the sidelines at that time, and was greedy, and has been greedy until now.

Let's not talk about this silly boy. Yang Ruoqing's heart aches for a while.

"Okay, mother will make sweet potato flour balls for you at noon, you should sleep well now, and when you wake up, the balls will be ready," she said.

Dazhi nodded, then closed his eyes with peace of mind, and breathed evenly after a while.

Yang Ruoqing stood by his bed and looked at him.

Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, sometimes when she was walking on the street and saw the homeless people and beggars on the street, she couldn't help but make some guesses.

These homeless people are already adults. Because of their physical disabilities, they can only wander the streets and beg.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help guessing that when they were young, they should have been hugged and fed one bite at a time.

Otherwise, they have no chance to grow up, even if they grow up begging or wandering.

But at least they were treated kindly when they were babies, they were given clothes to wear, food to eat, and a roof to shelter them from the wind and rain...

Now, they come out to wander, in every cold and windy night, under the overpass, under the eaves of other people's houses,
When they were ravaged by the cold wind, beaten by heavy rain, chased by wild dogs, and cast indifferent eyes by passers-by...

Maybe they hugged their knees and curled up together in the middle of the night, looking at the lights of thousands of houses, what were they thinking in their hearts?

Are you complaining about God's injustice?

Complain about the ups and downs of fate?

Or is he recalling the warm and caring hands that he had given him during his growing years?
In this world, although human feelings are indifferent, the world is cold.

Walking on the street, you can't get warmth from the passers-by who pass you by, but in you, in each passer-by's life,

There will always be people with whom you, or with whom, maintain a warm, family bond.

In the indifferent world, we have our own relatives and friends, parents, brothers and sisters, husbands, wives and children.

We huddle together and form small groups that emit light and heat, so that we can go on together in this ups and downs of the world.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for Dazhi.

In the past, she was an agent who fed the whole family by herself, but now, she has a deep understanding of what responsibility is.

Not to mention anything else, just say that the sick child in front of him, for him, she and Luo Fengtang are his heaven.

If one day, of course, this is an extremely small, minuscule probability,

If one day she and Luo Fengtang suddenly disappeared, the child's sky would collapse.

Along with the collapse, there is Luo Baobao, as well as the parents of the family...

Therefore, she and Luo Fengtang are the two pillars that support the whole family.

"Qing'er, what are you thinking about? So engrossed?"

When Luo Fengtang's voice suddenly reached her ears, Yang Ruoqing suddenly came to her senses, only then did she realize that he entered the room and sat down beside her, she didn't even know it.

"I didn't think about anything, I was just here alone thinking about what to eat for lunch." She said.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "It's rare for my Qing'er to be free, and she has turned into a gourmet."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm not a gourmet, I'm an experienced foodie, okay?"

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and rubbed her hair, his eyes were filled with doting, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is fine."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, "I'm getting better at flattering, but I like it!"

Luo Fengtang smiled.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Look at Zhi'er first, and I'll take a look at Xiaojuan over the curtain next door."

"En!" Luo Fengtang turned sideways so that Yang Ruoqing could pass by.

Separated by a curtain, there are two different pictures of warmth and desertion.

At this moment, Xiaojuan was lying stiffly on the bed, her head and face were all wrapped in white gauze, layer after layer.

The medicinal juice and some unrecognizable mucus seeped out of the gauze, which made people feel uncomfortable all over, and also exuded a strong medicinal smell.

Xiaojuan's brows and eyes were tightly closed, and she was breathing heavily, apparently falling into a lethargic sleep.

The ingredients in this medicine should contain Mafeisan and some medicinal materials for hypnosis and tranquilization.

To help the patient not suffer so much in the early stage of the serious injury.

(End of this chapter)