Mrs. Tan sighed again, "Your mother is really kind. It's a pity that when I was young, I didn't have Xing Qingfeng and was harsh on her."

“It’s only when I’m getting old that I can see a lot of things clearly, hey!”

After hearing what Tan said, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sigh.

It is true to raise children to provide for old age.

Don't be arrogant when you are young and strong, and don't think that you can trample under your feet all those who don't like you.

There must be room for success in both life and work.

No one can stay strong forever, everyone has a time when they grow old and cannot help themselves.

When that time comes, you are lying on the bed, others bring you a bowl of water, feed you a mouthful of rice, stay with you when you are sick and torture, and help you make medicine...

This is the greatest happiness.

"Mom, don't feel so guilty. It's always time to change. Just be nicer to my mother in the future." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Mrs. Tan didn't say anything, turned over, turned her back to Yang Ruoqing, raised her hand and quietly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

Mrs. Sun soon came over to take over. At this time, Yang Ruoqing was sitting in the east room with Mrs. Tan, while Ms. Liu went to the well in the backyard to wash Mrs. Tan's dirty clothes.

While washing, I cursed Mr. Tan in my heart to leave no trace of my skin.

When I picked up the mallet and beat the clothes, I also imagined that the clothes were Tan's, and my eyes turned red from beating them.

Before dinner, Tan's condition calmed down a bit.

But I still have to get up every once in a while, but not as frequently as before.

This is a sign of improvement.

When cooking dinner, Zhao Liuer brought Tan a bowl of porridge.

Although the intestines and stomach are broken, you still have to eat some rice porridge, otherwise the body will be seriously dehydrated and it will not be good.

In addition, he would also give Tan sugar water and salt water a few sips every once in a while.

In this way, Zhao Liu'er served until after lighting the lamp and before going to bed.

During this process, Ms. Liu was also in the room with her.

Before going to bed, Yang Huazhong came over with Mrs. Sun, who would stay vigil in the east room tonight.

Old Yangtou went to sleep in the next room.

Seeing Mrs. Sun coming to watch the night, Mrs. Liu wanted to run away, but was stopped by Old Yangtou.

"We are all wives. Your third sister-in-law can come from all the way to keep watch. Why can't you?"

"If you continue to push back and forth like this, you will get out of Lao Yang's house tonight, and I will keep you here!"

Lao Yangtou said harsh words directly, and Mrs. Liu was immediately frightened.

The whole person was sitting on the stool, looking completely helpless.

Old Yangtou explained to Mrs. Sun a few more times, and Mrs. Sun said: "Dad, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on mom at night. If anything happens, I'll call you over."

Only then did Lao Yangtou feel relieved and left the east room.

Here, Yang Huazhong put the thick cotton coat he brought on Mrs. Sun, "It's cold on the ground at night, so put on this clothes, and don't forget to make hot tea and cover your hands."

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded. Because Mrs. Tan was lying on the bed over there, Mrs. Sun's voice was lowered a bit.

"I'm fine. It's warm in Mom's room. Dad Qing'er, you should go home and rest quickly. I'm not worried about Xiao An and Xiao Hua Xiaoduo being at home. You should go back quickly," she said.

Yang Huazhong said 'hmm', "Qing'er said I'll come to replace you early tomorrow morning, so I'll go back first."

Sun smiled and nodded again.

Yang Huazhong came to the bed again. He leaned down and held Tan's hand.

"Mom, don't panic, you will get better gradually after taking the medicine."

"Ms. Qing'er is here with you. If you have anything to do at night, just tell her that your son will come to see you again during the day tomorrow," the man said.

Mrs. Tan also shook Yang Huazhong's hand hard and said in a weak voice: "Okay, okay, the road is slippery at night. When you cross the pond, go slow and don't fall."

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

The man's eyes immediately turned red.

There are many brothers in the family and life is tight. Ever since I was a child, this is the first time my mother has given me such gentle advice.

Yang Huazhong turned around quickly, fearing that tears would fall on Mrs. Tan's face and make her worried.

"Okay, my son has remembered. Mom, you should also take a nap. My son will leave first."

"Um!"

Tan slowly let go of his hand, turned his head, and 'watched' Yang Huazhong leave with unfocused eyes.

That night, Mr. Tan fell asleep intermittently and got up twice.

Mrs. Sun was waiting beside the bed, fully clothed.

Mrs. Liu, on the other hand, went back to her house, carried a dirty quilt, wrapped herself into a rice dumpling, and fell asleep on two backrest chairs pushed together until she drooled.

In the dream, I was still chirping and clamoring for "braised pork elbow".

In the middle of the night, outside the house, Yang Yongqing was restless and couldn't sleep at all.

Why?

Because he has been waiting for Liu's action signal.

Putting croton powder in the rock sugar pear is just to get rid of the milk.

Only when the milk is put down and frequent trips to the backyard toilet do I have the opportunity to sneak in and steal the box where the milk is hidden and the money is hidden.

However, Nai was indeed put down, but she still did not leave the east room.

Not only that, there is also a third aunt in the house, which is really anxious and annoying.

Yang Yongqing walked around and around the east room, going in circles, and from time to time he would stick under the window and imitate a cat's meow to attract Mrs. Liu's attention.

However, there was no movement at all in the east room.

By the time I meowed like a cat for the third time, there was finally movement in the room.

But Mrs. Sun came to the window, opened the window, patted the outside, scolded in a low voice, and closed the window again.

Yang Yongqing hid aside, depressed to death.

Yang Yongqing sat down next to the wall, waiting for news from the Liu family inside.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and in this night where drops of water turn into ice, the north wind blows loudly.

Before sitting for a while, Yang Yongqing's teeth were chattering from the cold, and his nose was dripping with mucus.

When he wanted to get up, he found that his limbs were a little stiff.

"Young boy, why are you standing here?"

Sun's voice suddenly sounded from above her head. Yang Yongqing was startled. He looked up and found that Sun had opened the window again.

The light spilled out from the house and shone in the yard, making his face invisible.

"Then, what, I, I'm worried about my breasts and can't sleep..." Yang Yongqing stammered.

"ah?"

Mrs. Sun's eyes widened in surprise, and then she looked relieved.

"It's rare for you to have such a heart. You are such a filial and good boy." Mrs. Sun said.

Although Yang Yongqing is nineteen years old and looks tall and tall, in Sun's eyes, he is still a child.

He is a child that he has watched grow up.

"It's cold at night. Young boy, you should go back to your house and go to bed. I'll be watching your milk here." Mrs. Sun said again.

Yang Yongqing nodded, took two steps, then thought of something, and asked Sun, who was still standing at the window and watching him lovingly: "Third Aunt, are you the only one looking at my breasts? No one can help you?"

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Chapter completed!