Yang Huaming looked surprised, so he said: "Mom, if you have a better way, go for it. If you can't do it, just don't say anything."

Mrs. Liu also disliked Mrs. Tan's noisiness, and quickly agreed: "That's right, don't disturb them, be careful not to go crazy."

Tan's face was dark and he glared at the three of them, but he still closed his mouth wisely, stared at Yang Ruoqing with heart-wrenching eyes, and continued to bleed Yang Huamei.

Next to them, Sun and Bao Suyun also cooperated with Yang Ruoqing in a tacit understanding. When the penetration of blood on Yang Huamei's finger slowed down, they would feed Yang Huamei two mouthfuls of hot tea at the right time.

They didn't stop until Yang Ruoqing said 'Okay'.

Mrs. Tan, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the bedside, shouting: "Meier, Meier, how are you?"

Yang Huamei was lying on the bed, her face paler than before, but this time her eyes moved when she heard Tan's voice, and she could even turn her head to look for Tan.

"mother……"

She screamed hoarsely, tears rolling down her face.

"Meier can speak now."

"It's good if you can talk."

"..."

Ms. Tan leaned over and hugged Yang Huamei, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Next to them, Sun's family, Bao Suyun, and the others were also crying with joy. What a person fears most is to suppress all the pain in his heart and not be able to vent it. Many problems are caused by suppressing them in this way.

It's a good thing that Meier can cry.

"Have your consciences been eaten by dogs? My Mei'er just came back from the hell gate and you are still laughing. You are a bunch of wicked ghosts. You are not a good thing if you have the same virtues as Dabai!"

Mr. Tan turned his head and glared at Ms. Liu and others, started to curse, and knocked over the boat full of people with one stroke.

"Mom, Mei'er is not dead, so of course we have to laugh. Is it possible that we all cry? Isn't it too unlucky?"

Mrs. Liu didn't want to let Mr. Tan scold her for no reason, so she retorted.

Mrs. Tan was so angry that the skin folds on her face twisted up. She turned around and wanted to argue with Mrs. Liu, but Mrs. Sun stopped her.

"My third daughter-in-law, don't stop me, I'm going to tear her mouth off!"

"Mom, the fourth brother and sister didn't mean that. The fourth brother and sister are just like us. They are happy to see Mei'er come back to her senses!"

Bao Suyun also plucked up the courage to help and said: "Yes, mother, don't be angry."

On the side, Yang Ruoqing packed up the silver needles and also said something helpful: "Mistress, my aunt is just a little bit old. She can't stand the trouble now. You'd better let her clean up."

Bloodletting therapy is not a panacea, otherwise if Yang Huamei loses his breath later, even if he takes a hatchet to cut open the aorta, he will not be able to save her.

Yang Huamei was Tan's weakness. She hummed and turned around and lay down in front of Yang Huamei again. She raised her hand as old as the bark of an old tree and gently touched Yang Huamei's forehead. Loving radiance flowed from her cloudy eyes.

There were two tears in the corners of his eyes.

"My good daughter, how are you feeling right now? Are you dizzy? Is your heart feeling stuffy? Are your eyes blurry?" Tan asked in a low voice.

Yang Huamei forced out a weak smile and shook her head gently with tears in the face of Tan's greetings: "I'm fine, I just don't have much strength."

Mrs. Tan felt so distressed that her liver ached, "You lost so much blood earlier, you definitely don't have the strength. Don't panic, my mother is here and she will protect you."

After saying that, Tan turned his head and shouted at Wang Shuanzi and Wang Hongquan: "Are you two dead? Or are you pretending to be deaf and mute on purpose? My Mei'er needs to eat and take supplements, why don't you get cured soon!"

Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi were almost stunned by Tan's yelling. The father and son nodded repeatedly. Wang Shuanzi said: "I'm going to kill the chicken right now..."

Mrs. Tan opened her mouth and cursed again: "A sick and consumptive person like you can still kill a chicken? Can you carry a knife? You are so fake!"

"Then I'll kill him." Wang Hongquan quickly came out to rescue Wang Shuanzi.

"You old thing is useless!"

The father and son of the Wang family looked at each other in confusion. This didn't work and that didn't work either. What did the old lady want? It was Dabai who hurt Meier, not the two of them!

From the incident to the present, the attitude between the two of them has been very clear. They are on the same line as Meier!

"Nai, please don't embarrass them. Let me speak."

Although Yang Ruoqing could understand Tan's feelings of distress for her daughter, she could not allow her to constantly transfer her anger to the Wang family and his son when she was so angry.

Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. At this time, we should point our guns at Dabai with a clear purpose, and we should not fight among ourselves.

"Uncle, go cut some shredded ginger, fry some black sesame seeds and brown sugar, and when the water boils, put a few poached eggs in it."

If he directly talked about poached eggs in brown sugar water, he was afraid that Wang Shuanzi, a man, wouldn't know how to make it, so he would have to ask more questions and get scolded by Tan.

Don't ask. If you don't do it well, you will get scolded by Tan.

So Yang Ruoqing deliberately told the whole set of procedures when giving instructions, believing that Wang Shuanzi could remember them.

Sure enough, Wang Shuanzi nodded gratefully to her, turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Wang Hongquan also took the initiative and said: "Shuanzi is going to fry the black sesame seeds and brown sugar, and I'm going to get the eggs."

"Stop searching, get a few more. If there are not enough eggs, don't blame the old woman for using your eggs!" Tan shouted at Wang Hongquan's back.

Wang Hongquan's feet froze and he almost fell to the ground.

When everyone else in the room heard this, it was as if their acupuncture points had been sealed by sunflower acupuncture hands. Other than staring at each other, they didn't know what to say.

In particular, Sun and Bao Suyun's daughters-in-law blushed and lowered their heads. Even Yang Huamei, who was lying half-dead on the bed, turned her face to the inside of the bed.

Yang Ruoqing pretended to caress her forehead and shook her head secretly.

When did Mr. Tan learn to use color when speaking? When an experienced driver drives, one word: fierce!

There’s a saying that goes like this: when you say something shocking and you don’t notice the embarrassment at all, then the people around you who are listening to you will be embarrassed.

The room fell into a brief silence, and even chatty people like Yang Huaming and Liu pretended to be deaf and dumb for a short time.

Mr. Tan didn't care, and then ordered Yang Huazhong: "Say hello to your father-in-law later. We have weighed several kilograms of fresh pig liver in the past two days. Pig liver replenishes blood. Your sister's body needs to be replenished."

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Yang Huazhong nodded quickly, "Don't worry, mother, even if you don't tell me, I will keep this in mind."

But Yang Huamei was shaking her head, "No, no need, I have brown sugar at home, I just drink a bowl of brown sugar water every day..."

Mrs. Tan held down Yang Huamei's hand: "Don't worry, I don't want you to pay, my mother has money!"

Now, Yang Huamei couldn't accept it anymore and refused even more strongly.

Yang Huazhong walked up the first few steps: "Mei'er, pork liver is not a rare thing, and it's not expensive. Third brother will treat you to it. I don't want my mother to pay for it. Just keep it for a few days. Don't worry about other things.
Chapter completed!