Yang Huazhong didn't want to go to bed very much. He was a person who was used to being busy. Unless he was sick or was drunk and dizzy, he would not be used to lying on the bed and sleeping in the clear day.

"Dad, just listen to my mother and go to sleep for a while. I guarantee that your mood will be different when you wake up."

Yang Ruoqing also helped persuade.

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment, then glanced at Tan with a dark face from the corner of his eye.

If I don't go to bed, I'm afraid I have to coax the old lady, otherwise this contradiction will definitely not be solved.

"That's okay, my head hurts really bad, I'll just take a nap!"

Yang Huazhong put away the dry tobacco pole and went to the backyard. Mrs. Sun also followed him to help him make the bed and fold the quilt.

Tan and Yang Ruoqing were the only ones left in the main room.

Tan murmured: "It's so pitiful when people grow old. They are rejected everywhere. If you don't say a word well, you have to be contradicted. If you contradict, no one will make the decision for you. Why bother!"

Yang Ruoqing came up behind Ms. Tan with a smile and gently squeezed Ms. Tan's shoulders: "Mistress, why do you say these words of self-pity? This is not like your style!"

"Besides, my father is not talking about contradicting you. He is always reasoning with you. The purpose is to let you enjoy a few more years of happiness. Don't worry so much. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You can do it.

Endless."

Yang Ruoqing massaged and comforted Tan, her eyes still paying attention to the changes in Tan's face.

I don't know whether it was her words that had an effect, or the rubbing techniques between her fingers that made Tan feel very comfortable. Anyway, Tan's complexion looked much better than before.

"Besides, my dad has been busy these days. He just came back from non-stop work and is exhausted."

"You heard it before, grandma. His head hurts, otherwise he wouldn't go to sleep. So, let's all be considerate of him. Don't worry about every word we say. We are all a family. You think so, grandma?

No?"

Yang Ruoqing asked twice but received no response from Tan.

She lowered her eyes and took a look. Good guy, the old lady actually squinted her eyes and looked like she was enjoying it.

"If you can hold my shoulder for half an hour, I will let this matter go." Tan said abruptly.

Yang Ruoqing paused and then became happy.

"Hey, in half an hour, not only will my hands be useless, but a layer of skin will also be rubbed off your old shoulders. How about we each take a step back and enjoy a stick of incense?"

"make a deal!"

Ginger is still very spicy. This afternoon, Yang Ruoqing's little ginger still couldn't compete with Tan's old ginger. It took her enough time to pinch her shoulders with a stick of incense.

Knocking, pushing, pinching, kneading, pressing, all eighteen martial arts skills come into use.

Mr. Tan was served comfortably, and her face became a little more rosy.

When Ms. Sun came from the backyard, Ms. Tan opened her eyes and asked her: "What's going on with the third child's brain? Can it be done after a nap? If it doesn't work, you have to call the doctor."

Mrs. Sun's face was full of astonishment.

Is the old lady caring about the third child?

But the third child had clearly contradicted her earlier, and she still felt guilty when she lay down. According to past habits, even if the old lady was not making trouble, she should be sulking in her room right now.

"Look at your mother, I'm not telling you, she looks like an idiot. She doesn't know how to respond to her mother-in-law's questions. Hey!"

Tan pointed at Sun and Yang Ruoqing behind him, complained and shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled bitterly at this.

It’s not the fault of Mrs. Sun, it’s because the evil mother-in-law like you who pressured her daughter-in-law for decades has left a shadow in their hearts, so if you always show some kindness now, it will have a great impact on them.

It’s strong, but you can’t react to it anytime and anywhere.

Yang Huazhong took a good nap and felt much better after getting up.

The first thought that flashed through his mind was to go to Tan's house to find a chance to apologize and express some relief.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Tan was not in the house, but sitting by the firewood pile in the yard, with a small copper stove for hand warmers on her lap, and a gourd ladle filled with grains in her other hand.

While she was feeding chickens and ducks, the chickens and ducks were fed in a circle at her feet, quacking and clucking, very happily.

On the other side, Ms. Sun was putting away her shoes. The sun was about to set in the mountains, and a long red cloud on the horizon looked like a sleeve left by a fairy. It was really beautiful.

Yang Huazhong was in a good mood, said hello to Mrs. Sun, and walked towards Mr. Tan...

…

It's Laba Festival soon, and Mrs. Sun has prepared various ingredients for Laba porridge in advance.

Mothers are like this, they will remember their children's unintentional words in their hearts.

No, Yang Ruoqing accidentally mentioned that she wanted to eat candied date rice the night before. No, early in the morning, Mrs. Sun came over and called her to eat candied date rice.

On the table, Mrs. Sun specially found a large plate, and used a bowl to pack the candied date rice in advance, press it firmly, and then tip it upside down on the plate.

Honey-colored glutinous rice and candied dates are the essence.

Raisins, red beans, and hawthorn are garnished.

After being cooked, the wild locust flower honey is moisturized and fragrant, the white smooth porcelain plate, the beautifully shaped candied date rice, with chopsticks and spoons on the side, create a sense of ritual!

"Let's see if it's what you said?"

Mrs. Sun took off her apron and put it on the back of the chair next to her, and asked Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, "Mom, I dreamed last night about eating candied date rice. I didn't expect that I would be able to eat it when I opened my eyes today. I'm so happy!"

Children who have a mother are so happy. No matter how old they are, as long as they return to their mother, they can take off the mask and be themselves.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Mrs. Sun smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Then eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it's cold." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, grabbed a spoon, scooped out a large piece, and sent it to Mrs. Sun: "Mother, try it first."

"I have a toothache, you eat, you eat..." Mrs. Sun smiled and turned her face away.

I didn't cook too much, so I cooked two plates, one for my daughter and one for my mother-in-law.

"Mom, let's eat together, otherwise I won't eat." Yang Ruoqing is used to being petty.

Mrs. Sun had no choice but to take a sip.

As if taking this bite was like doing a heinous thing, eating it in his mouth, it was obviously sweet, but his face wrinkled into a bitter melon: "You kid, you let me eat what are you eating!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and did not defend herself.

On the side, Yang Huazhong was holding a dry tobacco pole and watching this scene with great joy.

Yang Ruoqing's bowl of water was flat, and she fed Yang Huazhong another mouthful, then sat back and ate by herself.

With sweet things in their mouths and sweet hearts, Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun sat down to have breakfast as a family.

Although Mrs. Tan herself had a large plate of candied date rice in front of her, the taste in her mouth was not that different.

Her eyes flickered back and forth on the family of three in front of her, and she suddenly understood where Yang Huamei had lost.

We were only halfway through breakfast when Yang Huamei came over.

"Third sister-in-law, are you having breakfast?"

"Mei'er is here? Have you eaten?" Mrs. Sun quickly stood up and greeted her.
Chapter completed!