"She is young and inexperienced. If she doesn't know anything about raising babies, you can help check it. Isn't that great?"

"That's it... let me think about it!" Mrs. Tan soon relaxed, and her mind was already thinking about how many sets of clothes she should bring with her to Canngle County.

Yang Ruoqing added: "Don't worry, you can think about it slowly and I will discuss it with them later."

…

Soon the day came to give the ‘bed gift’ to Yang Yongqing’s family.

Sun accompanied Yang Huazhong to treat his leg in the county town and failed to make it back, but Luo Fengtang sent a letter back to the village to Yang Ruoqing on the same day.

After reading the letter, Yang Ruoqing felt a little heavy.

"Qing'er, what did the letter say? How are your father's legs?"

Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo were both approaching. Seeing that Yang Ruoqing's face was not as good as before, they couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, "What should I say? It's just as we worried, the leg is not recovering very well."

"Ah? So, what's that like?" Wang Cuilian asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The bones are slightly displaced and there are still lumps inside."

"Is this... so serious?"

"Well, the doctor in the county said that it was mainly because my father did not recuperate according to the prescribed time after being injured. He went to the field too early to move around and the injured part did not get a good rest."

"Then what's next? Do you want to stay there for treatment?"

"Well, Tang Yazi said that the swelling has been reduced and disinfected in the past two days. After the swelling disappears first, he will undergo a second bone-setting treatment. He may stay in the county for a while."

"Is it so troublesome?" Wang Cuilian murmured, "I'm afraid your mother is panicking right now..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, "That's okay, we have to face problems."

Blacksmith Luo said to Wang Cuilian: "Things have happened, and you can't escape the panic. Just listen to the doctor and immerse yourself in the treatment!"

Then, he said to Yang Ruoqing: "When will Ye Yi go to the county seat?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "He came back to help Luo Fengtang get a change of clothes, because he wants to stay there for a while and will leave later."

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "Okay, Cuilian, go and pack some clothes for me, and I'll go to the county town with you."

Wang Cuilian nodded hurriedly.

Yang Ruoqing stopped her and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, you don't need to go, Tang Yazi is there..."

Blacksmith Luo said: "He is him, and I am me. Your father must be a little panicked right now. If I go, I can talk to him to some extent and calm his mind!"

Yang Ruoqing agreed with this in her heart, but, "Uncle, you will be tired if you do that..."

Blacksmith Luo smiled honestly, "We don't talk about two families. I went. On the one hand, I can calm your father's heart, and on the other hand, I can help your mother and Tang Yazi share some of their burdens."

"I asked them to take care of the fish pond at home. I will be back in three to five days."

In this case, Yang Ruoqing no longer insisted and went with Wang Cuilian to help Blacksmith Luo pack her clothes.

Soon, Blacksmith Luo and Ye Yi set out for the county town again. Wang Cuilian wanted to get them some food, but they both refused.

After leaving the house and leading the carriage, Mianmian came out from the opposite yard and handed a small bundle to Ye Yi.

"Freshly boiled hot eggs with green onion pancakes on them. Brother Ye, you and Uncle Luo can take them with you to eat on the road."

Ye Yi took the bundle, looked at Mianmian deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Seeing that he had put away the things, Mianmian raised a gentle smile on her lips and warned, "Be careful on the road."

"Well, let's go."

…

At home, Yang Ruoqing said to Wang Cuilian: "Aunt, I don't want to move around at noon. You can go to my little cousin's place for dinner instead of me, and take the bed-laying gift with you by the way."

Wang Cuilian looked at Yang Ruoqing's belly and was very worried, "Why don't you want to move? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, shook her head and said, "No, I'm just tired. My stomach feels too heavy and I want to run to the toilet. It's also annoying to go to a banquet."

Wang Cuilian said: "Okay then, you rest at home, I'll make you lunch first, and then I'll go."

Yang Ruoqing took Wang Cuilian's hand and said, "Aunt, no, I'm not hungry at all. Go quickly. My aunt and Ju'er should be here, so we're the only ones left."

After Wang Cuilian left, Yang Ruoqing sat at the table and lost consciousness for a while.

Her father's condition made her unhappy.

She had hid some things from Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian before, but Luo Fengtang finally told her that he had asked several doctors in private.

If the following treatment is followed, and the patient and family members cooperate fully, how likely is it to be cured?

The answer given by the doctors is 50%.

The other 50% leave sequelae, and the sequelae are lameness.

Even if the lameness is not obvious, a lameness is a lameness.

Because the damage was too serious before, using modern medical explanation, some nerve functions may be necrotic...

Yang Ruoqing pinched her eyebrows. She really had a headache, but she had no choice.

…

Over there at the old house.

Today, Yang Huamei and others came to give Yang Yongqing's family a "bed-making gift". Cao Bamei and Zhao Liu'er were cooking in the backyard, and Jin was playing with several grandchildren.

In the main room, Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan were sitting next to the brand-new Eight Immortals table, one smoking and the other drinking tea.

Since the "love and hate" rhetoric last time, the old couple's current relationship with each other is a bit strange.

When two people are together, if you don't talk to me, I won't talk to you either.

Even if everyone is discussing the same topic, you say yours and I say mine.

I won't agree with you, nor will I refute you.

The two people don't even quarrel. Anyway, they are in a state of ignoring each other, as if they have blocked each other.

At this moment, on both sides of the Eight Immortals table in the main room, the old couple were still in this state.

On the other stools beside the table, Liu, Bao Suyun, Wang Cuilian, Yang Huamei and Ju'er were all there.

Yang Yongqing went back and forth to pour tea for everyone and put snacks on the table. Then he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and squatted at the door to eat them. He poked his head from time to time to see if anyone else was coming.

When someone wanted to see the new furniture in the house, Yang Yongqing stood up and took the person into the house for a walk.

When he was done, he squatted back down and started eating his melon seeds.

In the main room, Mrs. Liu was the most talkative, chattering endlessly, telling all the things about this village and that village, and adding more and more fuel to her words.

The advantage of being in a place with her is that there will never be a moment of silence, but the disadvantage is that no one else can interrupt.

No, everyone was listening at first, but after listening too much, Ms. Tan became impatient.

Mainly because she wanted to talk to her old daughter-in-law Yang Huamei, but Mrs. Liu kept talking and kept talking with no intention of stopping.

Mrs. Tan directly interrupted Mrs. Liu, "Sister from the fourth family, you've been talking for a while, aren't you tired?"
Chapter completed!