Chapter 137 Old Mrs. Mi’s Farm

Author: Xiao Hanyan

Chapter 137 Old Mrs. Mi’s Farm

There is also a lunch box next to it, which is a box of noodle soup, clear soup, and no oil. This is the rice of Mrs. Mi.

Mi Jiefang looked at Hongshuige. Seeing that the person was clean and he was quite pleasant, he nodded and let her in. "Comrade Hong came just right. My mother hadn't eaten yet. There is a bowl of noodle soup here. You can take it in and feed it to her. ”

As he said that, he pointed to the east room again, "This is my mother's room, you can go in by yourself."

"Okay, Comrade Mi."

Hongshuige held the noodle soup. Seeing that it was clean and there was not a single noodles, she didn't ask and went in with the noodle soup.

In the room, Old Ms. Mi was so hungry that she was yelling, her hands were pounding on the bed, but she was weak and her strength was small, and her voice was loud, so Mi Jiefang could hear it.

"Auntie, you are hungry, I'll feed you noodle soup." Hongshuige looked at Old Lady Mi and introduced herself with a smile, "I am Comrade Mi Xiaoxiao and invited the caregiver to serve you. My name is Hongshuige."

"Ah...small...small..."

"Auntie, if you are hungry, don't talk first. Let's have something to say when you have enough food, can I feed you soup first."

Hongshuige's mother-in-law was in poor health and was in bed all year round. It was her handful of shit and urine that was served for six years before her mother-in-law died with a smile on her face.

Hongshuige had experience in serving people. She took a towel and placed it on the ground of Mi Lao Miao's chin. Then she found a hollow straw and asked Mi Lao Miao to suck the rice soup directly.

Old Mrs. Mi’s mouth was crooked and she couldn’t chew it, but she could suck rice soup. She sucked it all over when she drank the rice soup, and she didn’t leave a drop and didn’t leak a drop.

But the hungry old lady Mi, a box of rice soup was not enough. She looked at Hongshuige and shouted, "Hungry... I want it, you..."

"Auntie, just a box of rice soup. Your son didn't give you anything else. I can't feed you anymore."

"Explanation...solve..."

Old Mrs. Mi shouted with her neck tilted.

Maybe after drinking the soup and having some strength, the neighbors next door could hear the voice of Mrs. Mi, and then they heard a neighbor talking in the next yard, "Liberation, your mother is back, are you in better health?"

"Hey, my mother is so angry that she has a stroke. So, I have invited someone to serve her." The person who invited Mi Xiaoxiao was pretending to be a face for him.

Hong Shuige heard it clearly, but she didn't go out to explain. After all, this was Mi Jiefang's home. If she offended Mi Jiefang, this job would be difficult to do in the future.

"Liberation, it's your filial piety, your mother didn't love you in vain."

The neighbors were applauded by their gratitude.

Old Mrs. Mi shouted a few more words, and Mi Jiefang had to come in, "Mom, what are you calling me to do?"

"Hungry...I...E...Eat..."

Mi Jiefang glared at her gloomyly, "Mom, there is no food at home, you don't know that this little grain was borrowed by Hongying's mother from her mother's house, and it's not enough to eat for a few days. We have to save some food, Mom , If you are hungry, just bear with it. In a few days, it will be the first day of the twelfth lunar month. At that time, I will buy grain and meat for you to eat."

Then, he said to Hongshuige, "You can sleep with my mother at night, it is convenient to serve at night."

As soon as Mrs. Mi returned home, the room smelled a little, and Hongshuige agreed.

Mi Jiefang said, "My mother has been hospitalized for more than ten days. I just came home today. You will cook a pot of water tomorrow and take a shower for my mother. Also, you were invited by Mi Xiaoxiao, you can live here. But if you eat at home, you have to pay the food."

Hongshuige understands this.

When she came, Mi Xiaoxiao reminded her and gave her the monthly meal expenses.
Chapter completed!