Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3142 Children's temper (two more)

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian got up and made breakfast for everyone.

Porridge, steamed buns, flower rolls, and egg pancakes made a big table.

Let them eat and drink enough, and pack the rest to take with them on the road.

Under the leadership of Zuo Junmo and Na Risong, the transportation team left Changping Village in a mighty way, heading towards Hangzhou City in the east.

After delivering the transport team, Yang Ruoqing quickly hid back home.

If it were this time of the past year, on such a hot summer day, she must be drinking sour plum soup from the well water, lying on the bench in the gazebo surrounded by green trees in the backyard, holding a book in her hand, and reading a few pages. Page took a few sips of sour plum soup.

But this year, the material conditions are still available, but I am not in the mood to enjoy them.

Because she was going to Ga Po's side to accompany and watch over her.

Recently, Uncle Fu has come to check Ga Po's pulse every day, and Ga Po's time should be numbered.

Yang Ruoqing came to Sun Laotian's room and found no one in the room.

Just as he was surprised, Huang Mao came in from the outside with a broom in his hand, as if he was about to clean the house.

"Huangmao, where's my mother-in-law?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Huang Mao said: "Mother said that there are many mosquitoes in this room and it's stuffy, so I came here with my father to bring the milk to the new house."

It turned out to be like this, the aunt and uncle really cared about it.

"Then I'll go to the new house to see Granny." Yang Ruoqing said.

After walking a few steps, she stopped and turned her head to look at Huang Mao who was already pregnant with Liujia.

"Huangmao, if you are inconvenient, do less work, put the broom there, and I will sweep it after I finish watching Gapo." Yang Ruoqing said.

Huang Mao smiled and shook his head, "Sister, I'm not that delicate, so I won't be tired of such trivial things."

"Success, then slow down, I'll pass first." Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Okay, sister, you can go." Huang Mao said.

Sun's new house.

When Dasun and the others built a new house, they reserved a house for Old Suntou and Mrs. Sun.

Spacious and bright wing room, warm in winter and cool in summer.

But the old couple wanted to live in the old house, saying that they were used to it.

When Granny was found out that she had the disease, the eldest aunt and uncle had to take the old lady to take care of her closely.

But the old lady refused to agree, the reason is that she can't pass when she is alive and kicking, and she can't pass when the disease is like this, and it will dirty the luck of the new house.

The aunt tried to persuade her several times, and then asked Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong to persuade her, but the old lady was stubborn and could not survive.

This time, it was probably because the old lady's condition deteriorated too quickly, and it was inconvenient to take care of her back and forth, so the eldest aunt took her over directly.

In the Sun family's new house, when Yang Ruoqing came over, the Sun family and the eldest Sun family were all there.

In the spacious, bright and airy room, Mrs. Sun was lying on a rocking chair near the window.

There was a small low stool in front of the rocking chair, and the old lady's feet rested on the stool.

Lying on his back like that, the cheekbones on his cheeks were so thin that they protruded high, his eye sockets were sunken, and there was a blue-black circle around the eye sockets.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun sat by the rocking chair and chatted. Mrs. Sun held a bowl in her hand and fed a sip of honey water from the bowl to Mrs. Sun's mouth from time to time.

Granny Sun took a sip of honey water and listened to the two girls sitting beside them chatting.

The summer wind came in through the window, and the cicadas in the yard were neighing on the trees.

If it weren't for Mrs. Sun's poor illness, she is now at the end of her life, otherwise, this situation is really very warm.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Da Sun greeted her, "I told your mother just now that Qing'er will have to take pictures in a while, I didn't expect to come so soon."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, didn't say anything to Mrs. Sun, and went straight to Mrs. Sun's side and knelt down.

He raised his hand to gently hold Mrs. Sun's hand, and looked up at Mrs. Sun with a smile and obediently.

"Grandma, this room is spacious and airy, and the doors and windows are covered with screens. You just live here, okay?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun can't speak now, her vocal cords are completely broken.

The old lady shook her head and pointed to the door of the house, which still meant to leave.

On the side, Dasun said: "Qing'er, please help me persuade you, my mother-in-law, you are still acting like a child at an age."

"I've been fighting here just now, and I'm clamoring to go back, go back..."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing turned her gaze back to Old Madam Sun.

He found that Mrs. Sun was also looking at her. The old lady was pitiful. She couldn't express what she was thinking in words, so she could only convey it to Yang Ruoqing with her eyes.

Seeing the anxious eyes, Yang Ruoqing's heart really twitched.

"Gapo, don't worry, Qing'er understands everything you want to say." Yang Ruoqing stroked Mrs. Sun's skinny arm, trying to squeeze out a smile to comfort her.

"You have your plans and considerations for your children and future generations,"

"But Auntie and the others also have their own ideas and filial piety, and you have to fulfill and satisfy them."

"It's a very happy thing for them that you are living here obediently. After waiting for you for a hundred years, they can still pat their chests and say: the old lady has suffered all her life. Lived in a brand new house for a while."

"If you insist on staying here, then what will be left to them is eternal self-blame and regret."

"Don't you want them to be unhappy all their lives?"

After finishing talking, Mrs. Sun stopped making noise.

The Dasun family also breathed a sigh of relief, "It's still useful for Qing'er to talk, the old lady doesn't listen to anyone, just listen to our Qing'er, Dajie is back, Dajie, the grandson's words are not as effective as Qinger."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked at Old Madam Sun's hair again.

The old lady's hair was gray, but even though she was lingering on the sick bed, the old man's hair and clothes were all kept clean and tidy by Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun.

This is the benefit of having a biological daughter. If it is a daughter-in-law, it is estimated that it will be difficult to do this.

"Mother, take another sip of honey water. After this, I'll get you some rice soup."

Sun said, and the spoon was brought to Mrs. Sun's lips again.

The old lady shook her head. She patted Yang Ruoqing's arm lightly, then raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the clothes cabinet over there.

Is this action asking her to open the wardrobe over there?
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Da Sun and Sun, they were also very curious.

"Qing'er, your Gapo told you to open the clothes cabinet, so you can open it." Da Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing then got up and walked to the front of the closet, opened the closet, and inside was a blue and old cloth bundle, bulging.

"Ah, ah..."

The old lady Sun on the rocking chair tried her best to straighten her body, and gestured to Yang Ruoqing with her hand, which obviously meant that Yang Ruoqing should bring the bundle.

(End of this chapter)