However, this time, what he was nervous about was not the soup, but whether her hands would be burned.

I have never had a weak Tan family in my life. At this moment, there is a place in my heart that is completely soft.

"You hold it first, I'll go out for a while."

Tan suddenly stuffed the food box into Lao Yangtou's arms, turned around and left the east room.

Old Yangtou was left confused, not knowing what Tan was going to do.

The old man continued to look at the east room.

All the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as when he left.

No, it should be said that it was exactly the same as when he built this house and lived in the east room with her.

Even the curtain on the bed is still the same as before, except that many places were torn and patched, and there were many colorful patches.

Old Yangtou couldn't help but think of the half year when Tan was blind and paralyzed. She was lying alone in this room. What was she thinking about every day?

Are you recalling the years that passed bit by bit?

Or are you blaming him as a husband for having no conscience?

What was he doing when she was in the most difficult time?

Oh, I remembered. He lived in a small house at the south end of the village and made trouble every day. Later, he was taken to Baie Town by Yongxian, where he and Yun Yao...

Thinking of this, Lao Yangtou almost raised his hand to slap himself again.

But with the food box in my arms, it’s inconvenient to slap me. Well, remember this slap first, and then slap me again when I have time!

There were footsteps behind me, it was Tan's return.

She passed him, came to the table, and put two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks on the table.

Then, she came over and took the food box from his arms and returned to the table.

I poured the dumplings inside into the two bowls in front of me. Although I was careful, a few drops of soup still splashed onto the table.

Mrs. Tan picked up the rag and wiped the soup clean.

Then, he turned to greet Old Yangtou: "Come here and eat dumplings."

Old Yangtou was a little unbelievable by her invitation.

"What? Are you going to eat it for me too?" He asked blankly, expressing his surprise.

Mrs. Tan glared at him again: "Can I eat so much by myself? Are you trying to force me to death? If you want me to die, just say so. Don't use such dirty tricks as trying to force me to death. I won't fall for it!"

Well, when this familiar retort came into his ears, Old Yangtou immediately woke up.

He nodded with a smile, pushed the wheelchair to the table, rubbed his hands and picked up his bowl.

Seeing him pick up the bowl and chopsticks, Mrs. Tan snorted and also raised her chopsticks to eat dumplings and drink soup.

Lao Yangtou was full of emotion, gratitude, and surprise!

I originally wanted to edit a few sentences, but thinking about Tan's awkward character, I decided not to.

If the treatment is done well later, then forget about it; if the treatment is not done well, it will be embarrassing.

The embarrassment was only secondary, the main reason was that I was afraid that the old lady would be too pretentious to eat.

So, it’s better to talk less and eat.

The old couple sat at the table, facing each other, pulling dumplings from the bowl.

In the yard outside, Yu Xingkui peeked his head furtively.

He was wandering behind the yard, and from time to time he heard Mr. Tan yelling at Old Yangtou, which made Yu Xingkui break into a cold sweat because of Old Yangtou.

I was even worried that the old lady would become violent and overturn the old man and his wheelchair...

Now he peeked in.

What did he see?

The two elderly people in the house were actually getting along well with each other, and they were even eating dumplings face to face!

The old lady is eating, which is understandable, as it was originally specially given to her.

But the scary thing is that the old lady actually gave a bowl to the old man.

The atmosphere was so harmonious, not like an old couple who had been incompatible with each other for nearly ten years, but like an old couple living together in an ordinary family in the village every day.

So what did the old lady yell and curse from time to time?

Yu Xingkui scratched his head and retreated quietly...

Finished eating the dumplings.

Mrs. Tan took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, raised her eyelids and said to Old Yang, "Old man, let me tell you something serious."

Old Yangtou also paused the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Mrs. Tan seriously.

Mrs. Tan frowned slightly and said, "When you came here earlier, I was not in the house. I went to Mei'er's place."

Old Yangtou frowned: "If you don't tell me, I can guess it. You say one thing and do another. When she comes back, you won't be able to be cruel."

Tan shook his head and said a little irritably: "You didn't even hear me finish what I said."

"Okay, okay, I won't interrupt, then you can continue."

"I didn't go there by myself. I knew she was coming back today and I knew it in the morning, but I couldn't bear to go."

"Later, she sent Dabai to come to me and asked me to go there. She said she had something to tell me."

"Then you go, what did Meier tell you?" the old man asked again.

Tan frowned, his face full of displeasure.

"Hey, what else can I say? When we meet, the first thing you say is not to care about the health of my old mother, but to criticize her all the time."

"Why are you scolding me?" Old Yangtou's face turned dark.

Mrs. Tan sighed and said, "What else can I scold? I'm scolding her because I don't take her seriously, and I don't care about Xiao Hei's marriage."

"Bullshit!" Lao Yangtou cursed directly.

"We are the only couple in this room. Let me close the door and tell you, since the day Meier married into Lao Wang's family, how much have we helped her, overtly and covertly?" Old Yang asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Tan's face was full of sorrow, and she could only sigh and shake her head.

"In order to support her, her old Wang family, and the two children, Dabai and Xiaohei, we and I really smashed the coffin in!" Old Yangtou said again.

Tan smiled bitterly: "Not only one or two coffins were smashed, but all together, there are probably seven or eight coffins. We can die seven or eight times!"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "In order to help her in the early years, we offended all our sons."

"The money we will use to help her later, including the gold bracelet and pink pearl necklace you helped her with last time, are all contributed by each of their families." The old man added.

Tan nodded, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"The pink pearl necklace was given to me by Yongxian back then, and the gold bracelet was brought back by Lan Yatou on her seventieth birthday."

"When I received these valuable things, I also broke down with everyone and promised not to provide any subsidies to Meier,"

"No one believed it at the time, and I was a little unhappy. Now that I think about it, it was really a slap in the face. My face was slapped so hard."

"Fortunately, the children at home are pretty good and they didn't use this matter to push me..."

But even if they don't mention it, as an old lady, can she not feel worried? Can her face not hurt?

"In addition to complaining and scolding, is there anything else?" the old man asked again.

Mrs. Tan came back to her senses and twitched the corner of her mouth, "Of course there is. It's just because the little black wife will come to your door tomorrow and ask me and you to come. She also asked us to prepare red envelopes for the meeting."

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