Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8937 Tan's mind

Old Yangtou recalled the events of that year, recalling the childish language of his second child, Yang Hualin, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

On the side, Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing also smiled.

But with a smile, Old Yang's voice suddenly choked up, and he turned to Yang Huazhong and said, "Your elder brother and second elder brother both lived short lives, and they didn't reach the longevity. It would be great if they could live till now!"

When mentioning his two elder brothers who passed away, Yang Huazhong also fell silent.

"Father, elder brother and second brother Izumi know, I will be happy to know that you still miss them so much." He said.

Lao Yang nodded his head, his eyes full of bitterness.

"Let's not talk about them, let's continue talking about Qing'er's grandma." Old Yang brought the topic back by himself, talking too much about those who are no longer there, and feels that his life is meaningless.

Yang Ruoqing nodded again and again: "Well, let's talk about my grandma, the cowhide jelly she made is very good just by imagining it! With so many things added, it is delicious and nutritious."

Cao Bamei also nodded: "I will learn how to make cowhide someday when I get cowhide."

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's not easy. After a while, Caochangduo'er's family will kill a cow, and then ask her to leave you a piece of cowhide."

Cao Bamei was pleasantly surprised: "Really? That's great!"

Yang Ruoqing asked Old Yang again: "Master, if I'm not mistaken, my grandma used the remaining half piece of cowhide to make the inner liner for your pipe, right?"

Old Yang nodded, "Yes, that old woman is very thoughtful, and she does needlework first-hand."

"She saw that I usually took a cigarette bag to work in the field, and sweat often dampened the shredded tobacco in the cigarette bag, so she sewed a liner for me with cowhide, which was much easier to use."

"I've used that tobacco bag for decades, no matter how many tobacco rods I changed, but that bag has never been replaced. The outer fabric cover is torn, and your grandma will sew it up for me."

"No wonder." Yang Ruoqing said.

She understood why the old man lost his mind when he saw the pipe tonight.

Because it is not only an old object that has accompanied him for many years, but also a carrier that carries countless beautiful memories.

We often think of someone or something because of a song, a sentence, or a familiar scene.

Those things that are gradually blurred in memory are awakened in an instant.

In the same way, the dry tobacco bag has the same meaning to Lao Yangtou.

"Father," Yang Huazhong, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly said, "Father, since that cigarette pouch is so attractive to you, why is it not on you, but on my mother's?"

When Old Yangtou heard Yang Huazhong's question, he smiled wryly twice.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the others, who also had the same doubts in their eyes, Yang Huazhong continued to speculate: "Father, did you two quarrel later, and you threw the cigarette bag on the ground in anger, and didn't pick it up again?"

Old Yang was stunned, took a breath, and cleared his throat again, as if this question made him very difficult.

Yang Huazhong hurriedly said: "Father, I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, it's okay..."

At this moment, Old Yang suddenly said: "You are half right, and half wrong."

"Ah?" Yang Huazhong was stunned.

Then I heard Old Yang said helplessly: "It's true that your mother can live a good life, no matter how poor her life is, she can make a name for herself. However, that temper is not something ordinary people can bear."

"Back when we had a quarrel, she asked me to take that pipe back!"

"She said she made the cigarette bag, so she wouldn't keep it for me, and said she wouldn't give it to me after burning it!"

"At that moment, I was also angry, and I just wanted to break up with her, so I threw the cigarette bag that had been with me for decades to her for disposal."

"That day, I remember that I saw her take the cigarette bag and throw it into the urine bucket. Why, why did she appear on the table again tonight? What's going on?"

The answer is ready to come out!

That one, which was pinched by Lao Yangtou, put it under his nose and sniffed carefully, and slowly aftertaste the tobacco bag. It was soaked in the urine bucket, and it was a smelly tobacco bag.

"Grandpa, it's obvious that my grandma threw your tobacco bag into the urinal in a fit of anger, but she regretted it afterwards, and quietly fished out the tobacco bag, cleaned it, and kept it there."

Pushing the wheelchair, Yang Ruoqing headed towards the entrance of the village slowly and steadily, at the same time analyzing with Old Yang the tortuous process of the dry tobacco bag re-emerging from the rivers and lakes.

"A few years ago, you and my grandma were incompatible, so she hid the dry tobacco bag tightly, deliberately not letting you know."

"And this time, it's obvious that my grandma deliberately found out the dry tobacco bag and put it in a conspicuous place, so that you can find it when you go to the east room, so,
My grandma has you in her heart, and that dry tobacco bag is what my grandma wants to express to you. "

Under the light moonlight, Old Yang's face blushed when he heard Yang Ruoqing's words.

Sitting in the wheelchair, he also twisted a little embarrassedly, coughed dryly, and said, "Qing'er, don't say that, your grandma has been a knife-mouthed bean curd all her life, and it's hard to listen to good things from her mouth." ! The kind of thing that expresses your heart? Hehe, you laugh so hard!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Master, just because my grandma has such a duplicity, she can't say a lot of things out of her mouth."

"But she will secretly hint to you with some small actions, it depends on whether you can understand it."

"Father, mother, fifth aunt, second sister-in-law, do you think I'm right?"

Yang Huazhong was the first to nod: "That's right, I think the same way, Dad, I think Mother still has you in her heart, if you really move back to live in the east room, I don't think Mother will drive you out again."

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun did not express their opinions on this, but the two sisters-in-law secretly exchanged glances, and both of them saw surprise and embarrassment in capital letters in each other's eyes.

The two old people have been separated for many years. Let them sleep together in the same room. I don’t know how they feel. Anyway, if they are Sun or Bao Suyun, they feel very nervous and embarrassed!

Facts have proved that Old Yang was also a little embarrassed, so when Yang Huazhong raised this guess, he waved his hand directly.

"I'm already old, don't say those embarrassing things, besides, with my leg, I have to be served at night and night, and I live in the same room with your mother. Isn't that a drag on her?"

"Forget it, let's stop this topic, as long as I understand her intentions, this trip tonight will not be in vain.

As for the others, I don’t want to think about it, I’m already old, and my legs are still useless. If my legs can... Hey, let’s stop talking, we’re at the door, what should we do! "

(End of this chapter)