"Then what have I been eating these days?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Zhao Liuer thought about it carefully and said, "It's the same as before, radish, cabbage, pickles, and the dried tofu sent by the third aunt."

"When we drink porridge in the morning, Fu'er and Hong'er each add a boiled egg. Yongzhi said that we should add an egg each for grandma and grandma."

"I said he doesn't want to eat that. Just ask me to add one to his milk."

"Although the money has been stolen these days, Yongzhi still went to weigh the meat and came back, making a meal of pork stewed vermicelli to satisfy the cravings of the elderly and children."

After hearing Zhao Liuer's detailed answer, Yang Ruoqing said in surprise: "These are all normal ingredients, including meat and vegetables, fiber, protein and fat. There is nothing strange."

Although Zhao Liu'er didn't understand the new terms in Yang Ruoqing's mouth, she knew that Yang Ruoqing confirmed that there was no problem with eating.

"Qing'er, what do you think of this matter? I'm really worried. I've only made half of the breakfast!" Zhao Liu'er said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I have never encountered this kind of situation. Let's come over and take a look first."

The two of them took a few steps closer to the corner of the bed, where Mrs. Sun happened to be patiently asking about Mrs. Tan's situation.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside and listened, observing Tan's expression by the way, and couldn't help but have some insights in her heart.

This person must always be strong, face-saving, and well-groomed.

There is a prerequisite for it, which is to have enough food and clothing, or to be in good health and have sound limbs.

When you are seriously ill or unable to do your best, you will feel helpless and pale.

Take Mrs. Tan for example, the little old lady is always so nice, her hair is neatly combed.

The clothes on her body are always clean and tidy. Even if she is blind, she can still take care of herself without being sloppy at all.

But at this moment, when there is that lump of food in the stomach and the body's functions cannot circulate normally, all grace is gone.

Because I couldn’t bear the hardship of frequent trips to the toilet, nor could I bear the soreness of my legs from squatting in pits.

The old lady can only solve the problem on the spot by putting a toilet in her living room.

Moreover, in front of his wife, granddaughter, and granddaughter-in-law, he took off his pants and exposed his white buttocks...

Here, after Mrs. Tan listened to Mrs. Sun's inquiry, she turned all her embarrassment and fear into irritable answers.

"I can't stand or sit down. I always feel like I'm about to come down, and I'm on the edge of that bed."

"But when I took off my pants, the door was blocked. I couldn't get out, and I couldn't straighten my waist when I stood up. I had to sit like this on the toilet for a day," said Tan.

Sun said: "I'm afraid I'm getting angry. It hasn't rained for half a month in a row during the twelfth lunar month. It's very dry."

Zhao Liuer said: "I will make rock candy for the milk and squat on the snow pears to relieve the heat."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Even if you stew pears with rock sugar, it will improve the gastrointestinal digestion later, but the effect is a bit slow."

"Qing'er, what do you think we should do in this situation?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing said: "In this case, there are two ways. One is to rely on dredging. The other is to take medicine, which is similar to Croton-like diarrhea. It depends on which milk you choose."

Tan said without hesitation: "Go and get some croton for me to eat!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I mean it's similar to Croton, but it doesn't necessarily mean Croton."

"That croton thing is useless if you take it in a small amount, but if you take it in a large amount, it will be too strong. Not to mention that a little old lady like you can't handle it. Even that fat horse will have a stomachache if he eats too much croton, and his legs will be so weak that he can't stand up.

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"To prescribe the medicine, we have to go to Uncle Fu to prescribe it. We'd better not do anything on our own," she said.

When Ms. Sun heard this, she leaned down and coaxed Ms. Tan: "Mom, did you hear that? Otherwise, let's ask Uncle Fu to prescribe some medicine?"

Tan said: "This is so embarrassing, why should I throw it outside?"

Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry, but her eyes felt a little distressed.

"Mom, this is not a shame. We eat whole grains, so this is nothing."

"Let Qing'er go talk to the old village doctor about the situation and get some medicine, okay?" Ms. Sun advised.

Tan was still hesitating.

Yang Ruoqing also spoke at this time: "Don't worry, I'm taking medicine with Uncle Fu in private, and no one else will know."

"And I will also tell Uncle Fu not to mention this matter to others. You can rest assured. Uncle Fu has always been very tight-lipped. He is a doctor for the whole village, and I haven't seen him spreading patients around."

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"When you get the right medicine, you won't have to feel so uncomfortable. We'll adjust it slowly later."

It was Yang Ruoqing's words that completely put aside Mrs. Tan's worries, "Okay, then Qing'er, go quickly and come back as soon as you get the medicine. I feel so uncomfortable with this medicine."

Tan said, now Fu Bo's side is the last straw in Tan's eyes.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said to Sun and Zhao Liu'er: "Then I'll go to Uncle Fu's house right now. Mom, you and Sister-in-Law will accompany me to breastfeed her first, and feed her some water after a while."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Hey, okay, go and come back quickly."

However, Zhao Liu'er called out to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, do I want to make that rock sugar stewed snow pear again?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Tan's face, which was red from holding back, and said, "Let's do it too. Medicine only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want to fundamentally solve this problem, you have to deal with it."

Zhao Liuer nodded: "I think so too, then I'll go to the kitchen right now."

Sun Shi was left to accompany Tan Shi, while Yang Ruoqing and Zhao Liuer went their separate ways.

In the kitchen, Zhao Liuer put rock sugar and snow pears in an earthen pot and placed them on a small stove next to them to simmer.

Then he went on to prepare meals for the family.

When I caught up with Mr. Tan in the middle of cooking breakfast, except for feeding the two children some rice soup, no one else had eaten yet.

It was lunch time again, and Zhao Liuer planned to cook a pot of rice, fry two random vegetables, and stew egg custard for the two children.

Mrs. Liu entered the kitchen.

"Liu'er, I just came from the front yard and I thought I heard Hong'er crying!" Mrs. Liu said.

Zhao Liu'er turned around and said, "Oh, I'm afraid I might have had a fight with Fu'er. I'll go check it out."

After putting the lid on the pot, Zhao Liuer turned around and ran out of the kitchen to the front yard.

In the kitchen, Ms. Liu rushed to the door and glanced outside.

Convinced that no one was coming, she slipped back to the pot, took out a packet of powder from behind, and was about to put it into the rice in the pot, when suddenly she sniffed hard.

I put down the lid of the pot and followed the scent to find the earthen pot on the small stove in the corner.

"Snow pear stewed with rock sugar? Haha, it's probably for the old lady, just right!"

Madam Liu shouted excitedly and poured every drop of the powder in her hand into the jar.
Chapter completed!