Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4942 Soul Loss Disease?
"This old lady, what is she going to do? After most of the day, it's like singing a big opera on the stage. I don't know how many operas are going to be sung, and is it over?" Old Yang said with a look of boredom.

Sun said: "Father, I think my mother looks like that, she doesn't look like she's pretending, but she seems to have really forgotten the fight with you before!"

Yang Huazhong nodded again and again: "Yes, I don't think it's pretending. She even asked if you had eaten, and asked us to leave food and vegetables for you."

"If it's really pretending, then the mother is full of food and drink and has strength, so she will come to trouble you again, but she didn't, but just fell asleep." The man said again.

"By the way, there is also that hair. Qingerniang deliberately lied to her that it was stuck on the kraft paper, and she believed it. If she was pretending, and knew that we lied to her, wouldn't the roof be blown over? "he asks.

Hearing what Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun said, Old Yang also became thoughtful.

"Hearing what you said, it really doesn't look like her temper when she gets angry. The biggest advantage of her life is that she doesn't hide things in her heart, and all her emotions are written on her face." The old man said while thinking. .

"Let her pretend, she's not born that material, could it be that... she lost her memory?"

Not only the old man himself was frightened by this bold guess, but Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun beside him were also frightened.

"Do you still remember? It seemed that she didn't even recognize Mei Er at the door of the house for a while?" The old man asked again.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun nodded together: "I remember, I asked who Meier was two or three times at that time, and I felt something was wrong at that time!" Yang Huazhong said.

Sun pondered and said: "Even if it is amnesia, it is not total amnesia. Some things are remembered and some things are not."

Old Yang's face suddenly changed: "In the past, I heard people talk about a disease called soul-loss disease. Could it be that your mother is suffering from soul-loss disease?"

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun didn't speak, but this expression was obviously full of worries with Old Yang.

"Father, what should we do? Do you want to invite the doctor to come and show our mother?" Yang Huazhong asked quickly.

Lao Yang raised his hand and made a restraining motion: "Don't be in a hurry to ask for a doctor, and let me try again, and then we can discuss it."

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When eating at night, Mrs. Sun helped Mrs. Tan to sit on the table.

"Mother, I burned your favorite potato ribs. You ate a lot at noon and praised me for my cooking skills. Would you like to try it again?" Sun asked softly.

Mrs. Tan yawned, and said, "Ms. Qinger, what are you talking nonsense about? I ate vegetables and pork liver noodles at noon. When did I eat your roasted potato ribs?"

Mrs. Sun paused her hand for picking up vegetables, and couldn't help but look at Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong who were at the same table.

Old Yang winked at Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun nodded, and then said to Mrs. Tan: "Mother, did you remember wrongly? This noon, you, me, and the third child, the three of us had lunch together?"

"The noodles with pork liver and green vegetables were what we ate at noon yesterday, and we ate potato ribs and sauerkraut bean sprouts this noon. You still praised me, and the third child heard it too."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Yes, I heard that."

Tan's face collapsed, and he said impatiently: "What's the matter with you? You talk so much about the meal, what's wrong with the menu? Why don't you let people eat?"

Sun didn't dare to provoke Tan, so she hurriedly said with a smile, "Okay, okay, let's eat and eat, and I'll help you pick up the food."

Tan waved his hand: "Don't pinch the ribs for me, I don't know why, but I smelled that smell and my stomach churns, a little greasy, and I don't know if my stomach got cold from sleeping."

Mrs. Sun smiled wryly, and really wanted to say, Mom, you have a cold stomach, but you ate too many ribs at noon.

But Mrs. Sun would rather die in her stomach than say this in front of Mrs. Tan, unless she thinks she will die.

"Old lady, your stomach is cold, why don't you ask the doctor to come over and show you?" Old Yang took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Tan Shi, just to see Tan Shi's reaction.

In the end, Mrs. Tan just twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Are you burning too much money? Ask the doctor not to ask for money? I'm fine. I'll be fine if I drink some brown sugar and ginger water before going to bed."

Old Yang was stunned, this old lady actually talked to him?Have you really forgotten about the previous fight?

"Ouch!" Old Yang deliberately snorted.

"What's the matter with you?" Tan immediately asked nervously.

Old Yang said: "I fell down today, my nose is bruised and my face is swollen, and my face hurts a bit!"

Tan Shihuo stood up and groped towards Old Yang's head, "Did you hit your head? Let me feel it!"

Her fingers quickly touched Lao Yangtou's head, and she really felt a bulging lump.

"Ouch, be gentle, it hurts!" Old Yang took a deep breath.

Mrs. Tan said angrily: "You old man, if your legs and feet are inconvenient, you should stop running outside. Look at how this fell, it's not worrying like a child..."

Although the words were reproaches, there was concern and worry in the words.

This made Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong very unbelievable.

"Third brother, go and invite Ah Fu over here." Old Yang Tou and Yang Huazhong ordered.

What Yang Ruoqing and the others called Uncle Fu became Ah Fu in old Yangtou's mouth.

Yang Huazhong didn't even bother to eat dinner, so he ran out of the main room.

"I've already said that my stomach is fine. If you insist on inviting Ah Fu over, let him take a good look at the wound on your face..." Tan muttered.

Old Yang said: "When someone comes, let's take a look together, and we will pay a share anyway."

Now that she said this, Mrs. Tan shut up.

Soon, Faber came over.

On the way, Yang Huazhong had already told Uncle Fu the ins and outs of the matter, and Uncle Fu also understood that he was invited to come over this time. He said on the surface that he would show the wound on Lao Yang's face and Mrs. Tan's stomach, but secretly he was To investigate Tan's soul-loss disease.

Soon the two entered the door. At this time, Mrs. Tan was also full, and was supported by Mrs. Sun to sit on a stool next to her.

Uncle Fu is very old, Yang Tou exchanged pleasantries with Tan Shi, and then began to diagnose Tan Shi...

After a while, Mrs. Tan became a little impatient, and urged him two or three times before Uncle Fu withdrew his hand.

"Ah Fu, your medical skills are getting better as you live. I just have a cold stomach. I have been tossing and turning for so long, rubbing my head and getting needles. It's really troublesome!"

Mrs. Tan muttered, and with Mrs. Sun's support, she went back to the house and went to sleep.

In the main room, Old Yang couldn't wait to ask Uncle Fu: "Ah Fu, what's the situation with my old lady? Is she suffering from loss of soul?"

Fu Bo said: "Judging from the examination just now, the possibility of my aunt's illness cannot be ruled out."

"Ah?" Old Yang's heart suddenly turned cold.

"But she still recognizes us, and remembers what happened yesterday. Wei Wei forgot what happened today, so what should I say?" The old man asked again unwillingly.

(End of this chapter)