Yes, the old man in a good mood grabbed the old lady and said, before Yang Huazhong could say anything.

What came back was naturally Tan's eyes that were as white as a knife.

"I'm asking about the third child, not you. I'm trying to show you off!" Tan scolded Old Yangtou angrily.

Old Yang was not angry at all, and said to Mrs. Tan in a serious tone: "I know you miss your daughter, so why don't I? I dreamed of her last night, saying that she didn't have enough food or clothing to keep her warm in the county town.

I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night and sat on the bed all night until dawn..."

Mrs. Tan fell silent because she had had several such dreams in the past few days.

Because she has been lying in bed and taking medicine for the past few days, she not only sleeps at night, but also sleeps several times during the day.

So I dream about it more often...

"Mom, what my father said makes sense. Mei'er and the others went to the county town specifically to treat their legs this time. They went to the county town specifically to put down their work. They have to focus on treating their legs first." Yang Huazhong also said.

He comforted Mrs. Tan in a gentle tone.

"Mom, don't worry, it's okay, ah!"

Mrs. Tan shook her head: "I'm worried, but I'm not worried. Worrying won't help. Firstly, I'm not a doctor, and secondly, I can't physically stay with her to take care of her."

"Since you can't do this, then you can't do that, so why are you worrying at home?" Old Yangtou asked Tan again.

"You old thing, Mei'er is my daughter, how can I not worry about the flesh falling off my body?" Mrs. Tan raised her eyebrows and looked at Old Yang as if he were a fool, "I don't want to worry about it either, but I can't control it.

If you can’t stop, what should you do?”

Old Yangtou also frowned, "I'm afraid that if you worry too much about Mei'er, your body will be damaged by worry. Then Mei'er will worry about you in turn, and we people will also have to worry about you!"

"

"Don't look at yourself. You are not that young girl. You are a seventy-year-old old woman and your body is not in good shape!

Mrs. Tan understands.

After doing this for a long time, the old man turned out to be caring about himself!

This damn old man has some conscience!

"Damn old man, you just talk about me, but what about you? Why don't you sit on the bed until dawn? Are your bones made of iron?" Tan in turn scolded Old Yangtou. Although it was in a reproachful tone, there was something between the lines.

But it has a strong flavor of caring.

This made Yang Huazhong, who was sitting aside, look back and forth at the old couple, and suddenly felt that he was a bit redundant here.

Lao Yangtou patted his arm and said confidently: "I'm different from you. I'm a man. I'm fine!"

"Blow it!" Ms. Tan rolled her eyes again and turned her face to the side.

Old Yangtou smiled apologetically at her.

Yang Huazhong looked around, thought about it secretly, and decided to get up and leave.

"Father, mother, you guys chat first, I'm going to Luo's house to see my grandson, and I want to tell Qing'er that her mother and I will go to Qing'an County tomorrow!"

Old Yang nodded, "Okay, very good. It's time to go and have a look."

Tan also turned around again and said to Yang Huazhong: "You want to pass through Wanghai County?"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "If you take the official road, you must pass by it. If you take the small road, it will be closer, but the road is not easy to walk, and it is bumpy..."

Old Yangtou waved his hand directly: "Don't take the back roads, it's the second half of the year, there is no work in the crop fields, and many people come out to try to make money!"

"The further you go in the twelfth lunar month, the less peaceful it will be if you take small roads. Take the official road and take a detour. At least you can ensure safety!"

Yang Huazhong smiled: "I think so too!"

Tan said: "Qing'er will definitely send someone to protect her, don't worry!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, that's for sure, Qing'er is a good girl, and she has arranged everything carefully.

Old Yangtou added: "Taking the official road does not cost much money. When you take the small road, there will be many potholes along the way. If the wheel gets stuck in a pothole, you will suffer."

Yang Huazhong also nodded again.

"Yes, take the official road and pass through the county seat." He added.

Tan's only eye lit up, "Third brother, come with me to Lao Wang's house. I'll pack some thick clothes for Mei'er. You pass by the county town tomorrow and bring them to Mei'er?"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Okay, I just plan to rest in the county town for a night and go to the medical clinic to see Mei'er."

When Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan heard Yang Huazhong's decision, they nodded in agreement!

Tan continued: "She will definitely not be able to eat well in the county town. I will make some delicious food later at night. You can bring it over tomorrow!"

Yang Huazhong was about to nod, but Old Yangtou refused for him: "I think eating is enough, what can you do? Why not give her some money and let her eat and buy whatever she wants in the county town, outside

Isn’t the food made by the restaurant masters better than the one made by you, an old woman?”

Tan glared at Lao Yang again: "You old man knows how to play football? Is it true that if you buy it from outside, it can be as clean as the one made at home?"

"The Luo family's banquet is good today. That's because the master is under Qing'er. If you ask him to come home to do it, he will definitely do his best."

"We take money to buy something in a store outside, and you think they are giving you real money? They are not allowed to make money, right?"

Mrs. Tan reviewed every word the old man had said before in her mind, and retorted with each word: "Also, you still dislike me for not being able to produce anything decent with one eye, right?"

"I don't want to think about who gave birth to Meier and who raised her!"

"Not to mention Mei'er, let's talk about you father and son. Which one of you hasn't been eating the food I cooked for decades? Aren't all of them good? Especially an old man like you. You can't even hold a bowl.

Yes, oh, when I get older, I start to dislike my cooking for not being delicious?"

Old Yangtou laughed along with him: "I don't feel sorry for you, I'm afraid you will get hurt. Your body is just getting better..."

So that’s it?

Tan was stunned again, and then the expression on his face changed.

"You're such a damn old man, you can't even speak a word, any good words you say have changed their taste!" Tan curled her lips and said.

Lao Yangtou grinned innocently.

"Okay, okay, then you cook it. I remember that Meier liked to eat the pork ribs you cooked since she was a child." Old Yangtou said again.

Mrs. Tan nodded: "Eat the bones to replenish the bones, and I will make bone soup for her!"

The old man said: "Forget about stewing the soup. It's hard to keep the water out of the soup. It would be a pity if it spills out."

"How about some braised pork ribs?"

Mr. Tan weighed it and nodded.

The old man slowly stood up from the stool, grabbed the crutches placed beside him, "I'm going to go to Sun's house across the street and ask if there are any raw ribs. Give me two kilograms!"

Mrs. Tan also stood up: "I'll go with you!"

Yang Huazhong stopped them: "I'll ask later, you guys just rest!"
Chapter completed!