Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7975 Gluttony
Changping Village.

When Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Liu came to Lao Wang's house, they saw Dabai coming out of the main room with an empty bowl in his hand going to the kitchen.

"Ah, Dabai? When did you come back? I thought you weren't coming back! What are you doing with an empty bowl?"

Before Dabai saw the two people coming in from here, Liu Shi among them was like a machine gun being pulled, shooting at Dabai with the language of 'da da da'.

Yang Ruoqing gently stroked her forehead, fortunately, the fourth aunt was not a man, otherwise she would be a death judge in the yamen, she would talk to dead people.

Dabai also found the two of them at this time, and he bowed and greeted them with a smile, with a friendly and humble attitude.

"Fourth aunt, cousin, I just finished eating for my mother, and I'm about to take the dishes to the kitchen to wash."

"Yeah, you know how to wash the dishes? I remember when you picked up the bowl to eat and put it down, you scolded your mother!" Liu covered her mouth and giggled, her seemingly joking words were constantly sarcasm and ridicule Dabai .

Dabai was not angry, let alone violent, but grinned, "That's all in the past. I was ignorant before, and I caused trouble for everyone. Please bear with me!"

"Yeah, what you said is learned, it seems that you are really sensible." Liu said.

Dabai glanced at Yang Ruoqing again, and said, "Grandpa Ga and Third Uncle are in the house, Fourth Aunt and Cousin, please come in for tea too, the floor is slippery, Cousin, may I help you?"

As he said, he was about to come here in the rain, Yang Ruoqing waved his hand: "No, no, you go about your business, I'm already under the eaves."

Dabai turned around and went to the kitchen.

Mrs. Liu called to stop him: "What did you give your mother to eat?"

Dabai said: "The porridge with red dates and goji berries brought back from the shop also contained two poached eggs in brown sugar."

As soon as Liu Shi heard it, his saliva came out.

"Your mother has finished eating?"

Dabai's eyes turned slightly, "There is still half a bowl in the pot."

Liu's intention moved, and she subconsciously let go of Yang Ruoqing's arm.

"Aunt Four!"

Yang Ruoqing sensed what Liu Shi wanted to do, so she called her in a low voice.

However, Liu's old problem was committed, and Yang Ruoqing's strong reminder could not restrain her at all.

"Qing'er, you go in first, and I'll come as soon as I go."

Mrs. Liu laughed along, and pushed Yang Ruoqing into the room like coaxing a child.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Aunt, you have eaten other things now, can you still eat piggy buns at noon later?"

Mrs. Liu chuckled, "I don't eat Dabai's food, I just go to see the difference between the porridge in the shop and the porridge at home."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, didn't bother to talk to Mrs. Liu, turned around and went into the room to see Yang Huamei.

Mrs. Liu ran out quickly, and chased Dabai into the kitchen...

In the west room, Yang Huamei, who had just finished eating porridge, sat on the bed, with two big pillows stuffed into her lower back.

Sitting sideways on the side of the bed, with her hands folded in her sleeves, looking at her nose, nose and heart, she looked like an old Bodhisattva in meditation. Occasionally, when Yang Huamei moved, Tan immediately raised her eyelids and twitched her hands. After coming out, she kept asking Yang Huamei what she needed.

Opposite the bed was the window, and a table was placed under the window. Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong, father and son, were sitting on one side. Neither of them smoked, but they were discussing Yang Huamei's condition.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Yang Huamei moved, stretched her neck and smiled at Yang Ruoqing.

"It's raining, why are you here?" She asked kindly, and stretched out her hand to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled softly, "Yu Xiao, I'm free even if I'm free, come and see how my aunt is recovering."

At the moment of questioning, Yang Ruoqing had already come to the bedside.

For the first time, Tan stood up and let Yang Ruoqing sit on a small stool beside her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, sat sideways on the side of the bed, took Yang Huamei's hand, and gently placed two slender fingers on her wrist.

At this time, other people in the room stopped talking. Old Yang had been smoking for many years and had a sore throat. The weather suddenly dropped in the last two days and he suffered from a cold.

At this moment, a little secretion was stuck in her throat, and she insisted on holding back and did not clear her throat. Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on her fingers.

Yang Huamei herself was also a little nervous. She knew that Yang Ruoqing knew some medical skills, and she had learned the pulse from Fabera in the early years.

After a while, Yang Ruoqing changed Yang Huamei's other wrist. Then, she put down Yang Huamei's sleeve, raised her eyes, and said to Yang Huamei who was full of anxiety, "Judging from the pulse condition, my aunt has recovered well in the past two days, and the pulse condition is stable. Strong, not as weak as before."

Yang Huamei let go of her breath immediately.

Everyone else in the room regained their voices.

Yang Huazhong said: "It seems that Wangsheng's medicine has worked."

Tan said: "It has something to do with Meier's obedience these two days. I won't let her go down easily, and I won't let her out of the house!"

Old Yang nodded with a smile, and then began to clear his throat.

"Cough...goose...spit!"

A mouthful of secretions was spit out on the ground, and there was a thud when it fell, the sound was very textured.

The old man felt that everything from the mouth to the chest was unobstructed, and the air he breathed in became fresh and pleasant.

Just hurt others.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of the sound of the yogurt pudding falling to the ground.

As for Tan Shi, as an old phlegm expert, she turned her head suddenly and glared at Old Yang, "What are you doing with those noises? Are you going to bury people?"

Old Yang was feeling refreshed when he was suddenly scolded with astonishment on his face.

Seeing Tan's disgusting glance at the things at his feet, Lao Yang immediately understood.

The old man was angry and funny, pointed at Tan and said: "I coughed because my throat was uncomfortable. You don't think about yourself. The saliva you spit in your life can fill the water tank, and spit on the ground can smash you." Make a hole, I have never disliked you!"

Not only did she not dislike her, but she was full of vigor when she was young, and she also liked to catch her and kiss her...

Thinking about it now, my taste is indeed a bit heavy.

Tan suddenly got up and turned to stare at Lao Yang's head, like a King Kong angry, demanding the life of Rakshasa.

Old Yang trembled all over his body, and suddenly became dumb.

Tan's scolding has been thrown like a cannonball: "You old thing, you say it again? I wronged you in the past few decades of co-authoring? Do you want me to apologize to you?"

Seeing that old Yangtou was silent, Tan's arrogance became even stronger, and he took a few steps closer to Lao Yangtou's side.

"Old man, are you talking? Are you dumb? Or dead?"

"Didn't you dislike me? Why did you go so early? If you said earlier, I would kick you off earlier. It won't delay your marriage, nor my marriage!"

Lao Yang frowned, his eyes sank, "I don't pay attention to you, you old woman is getting more and more outrageous!"

Tan's hands were on his hips, his lips were squirming, and something was faintly rolling in his slack throat.

(End of this chapter)