I just hope that Xiaohuan can come back soon after washing his clothes, and come back before the grandson wakes up...

Luo Da'e muttered silently in her heart, stretching her neck and looking out the window and at the door.

Yes, even though it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, most people's doors and windows are closed, and the doors and windows of Zhou Xia's house opposite are also closed.

But the doors and windows in the patient's house were open.

It was Zhou Xia who prescribed it. When she came here to give medicine, she said she couldn't stand the smell of medicine in the room, so she opened all the doors and windows to ventilate the room.

She had finished taking the medicine long ago, and she had gone back to the house to sleep, but the door and window were still open, and the wind blew in from outside.

Luo Da'e tightened the quilt tightly, and her hands outside the quilt were a bit cold.

At this moment, the cry of the little grandson came from the next room.

Luo Da'e's heart tightened. This child was fed by Xiaohuan before she went to do the laundry. He shouldn't be hungry now, so he peed? Or did he poop?

On this cold day, we cannot let our children sleep in a pool of wet things.

Thinking of this, Luo Daye quickly shouted to Zhou Xia's house opposite: "Xia'er, come out quickly. Your nephew is crying. I'm afraid he wet the bed..."

There was no movement at all in the house opposite.

Luo Da'e raised her voice, but Zhou Xia refused. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and she had no intention of coming out.

And the crying in the next room became more and more urgent. It was obvious that the grandson was impatient to wait.

This child is usually taken care of by Xiao Huan. Everything on his body is very clean and he cannot stand getting dirty.

Luo Daye was visiting the village with her little grandson in her arms. Everyone praised the child for being clean and smelling good. Luo Daye was very respectable.

"Xia'er, what are you doing? How old are you? Why are you acting like a stupid kid?"

Luo Da'e scolded Zhou Xia, took off the quilt and struggled to get out of bed.

She broke her left leg, which was covered in a plaster and bandage, but her right foot could still bear the force.

Grabbing a crutch leaning against the bed, Luo Da'e got out of bed and limped to the door of the room.

There was a hurdle at the door of the house, about as high as two insteps. Luo Da'e tried to jump over it several times but failed, and she was so anxious that she was sweating.

There was still no movement in Zhou Xia's house opposite, but the cry from her grandson next door was almost hoarse.

Luo Daye was so anxious that she turned around, her hand loosened, her crutches fell to the ground, and she knocked down towards the doorstep...

A figure flew over as fast as lightning and held Luo Daye up.

Looking up, I saw broad shoulders, a tall figure, and an iceberg face that never seemed to smile.

Although the other party's eyes were cold and daunting, the big hands holding her arms tightly were warm and strong.

"Auntie, be careful!"

The two words he bit out from his lips were neither sloppy nor warm, but they made Luo Daye feel warm.

"Tangyaozi, why are you here?" Luo Da'e looked up at her nephew, wanting to cry.

"Not only am I here, uncle and the others are also here," Luo Fengtang said, then turned sideways.

Luo Da'e's gaze followed this side and saw Blacksmith Luo, Wang Cuilian and his wife coming this way in a hurry.

Behind them, the niece-in-law Yang Ruoqing also came, carrying a bundle of gifts in one hand and holding her eldest grandson in the other.

Tiedan was holding a candied haws in his hand and was walking happily, jumping up and down, while his daughter-in-law Xiaohuan followed behind with a smile and a wooden bucket filled with clean clothes.

The troops are all back!

"Da'e, why are you standing at the door of the house in such a cold weather? You're not wearing any clothes, and you're not using a cane. What if you fall down?"

Blacksmith Luo rushed to Luo Da'e and gave him a scolding.

Luo Da'e looked at her eldest brother and burst into tears.

She raised her hand and pointed to the room next door: "My grandson was crying earlier..."

But it seems to have stopped now.

Hearing this, Xiao Huan, who arrived behind, quickly put down the barrel in his hand and said to everyone: "Uncle, aunt, Qing'er, Tangyazi, please go sit in my mother's house for a while, I will

Go take a look at me and I’ll come over and pour you some tea!”

Wang Cuilian said: "Xiao Huan, go about your business. I want to drink tea and pour it myself. You're welcome!"

Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaohuan: "Do you want me to help you?"

Xiaohuan smiled and shook his head: "No, the second child probably peed. I'll just go and change his diaper."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's it, I'll help you keep an eye on the boss first."

Xiao Huan then warned the boss: "If you follow your cousin, you must be obedient. If you turn around, my mother will whip you with a feather duster."

While eating the candied haws, the boss blinked his bright black eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled gently at him and touched his little head: "Auntie also brought you a lot of delicious food. Come, let's go into the house and eat slowly."

The boss was immediately bribed and obediently followed Yang Ruoqing into the house.

Seeing this, Xiaohuan felt relieved and went to the next room to play with the second child...

The distance between me and my children was immediately shortened by these colorful foods.

Luo Fengtang stood aside and looked at his wife. Although his face was still cold and serious, his eyes were full of appreciation.

On the bed, Luo Da'e withdrew her grateful gaze from the table, leaned there and sighed with emotion.

"What was going on before? How did you, a patient, get to the door of the house?" Blacksmith Luo held a cigarette stick in his hand, but did not smoke it. He just stared at Luo Da'e for interrogation with a sullen face.

Luo Da'e sighed and shook her head.

"Uncle, there is no need to ask. My aunt told me at the door of the house that it was the second child who was crying, and my aunt rushed to take care of the second child!"

Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the table.

Wang Cuilian also returned to the bed and followed Yang Ruoqing's words: "Da'e, hasn't Zhou Xia come back to serve you? Why can't she be seen?"

"Xia'er..." Luo Da'e's eyes flickered, hesitating a little.

"What's going on? You tell me!" Blacksmith Luo knocked the handrail of the bed several times with the tobacco pole in his hand.

Luo Da'e was so frightened that she ducked back. Before she could speak, Xiaohuan had already come in with her second child in her arms.

"Mom, how long ago did you wake up? You've peed and soaked twice, and the clothes behind you are soaked up to your back." Xiaohuan's words were full of worry.

Luo Da'e said ashamedly: "It's been a while since I asked Xia'er to take care of her, but she said she wanted to sleep and ignored me. I had to go down to the ground by myself. I couldn't jump over the threshold, eh..."

"Zhou Xia is at home? Where is she?" Blacksmith Luo asked angrily.

Xiaohuan was a little unhappy and said: "I got up in the morning and cooked breakfast. Zhou Wang didn't even bother to eat breakfast and went to the chicken farm. After I fed the two children, I was going to wash clothes, so I told Zhou Xia

, let her feed my mother, and take care of my second child while he sleeps in the next room. She agreed well at that time, but now she turns her back and refuses to admit it!"
Chapter completed!