Mrs. Tan originally thought that Lao Yangtou and the others would be able to finish the meal quickly, because she had a secret relationship with the old man before, so she could just order two dishes to deal with one bite.

As a result, half an hour has passed, and the old man and the others haven't come back yet.

"What's going on? Why haven't you come back yet? Didn't you find a place to eat?"

Mrs. Tan couldn't sit still, and kept mumbling to herself. She stood up and looked at the door of the house, then came back and continued mumbling.

Yang Huamei was lying on the bed. She was not in a hurry because she knew she could not be lost.

Xiaohei and Qiaohong can find the restaurant where they go to eat every day with their eyes closed. How could they get lost? Right!

The only possibility is that the children were sensible and ordered a few hard dishes.

It takes some effort to make hard dishes, and it also takes some effort to eat hard dishes. With hard dishes, Fourth Brother, Brother Xingkui, and Yongzhi will have to drink a few glasses of wine.

Drinking some wine and talking, this back and forth naturally prolongs the time for eating.

If there are not many dishes left after drinking, you may have to go to the kitchen to add two more dishes.

"Mom, don't be anxious, don't talk nonsense, and don't make me dizzy by walking around." Yang Huamei said deliberately exaggeratedly, and raised her hand to pat the edge of the bed next to her.

"Mom, please sit down and rest for a while. My dad and the others will definitely be back after dinner. Just wait patiently, ha!"

As soon as Tan'er was next to the bed, footsteps could be heard outside the house. It was Xu Qiaohong who was back.

She also held a three-layered food box in her arms.

She entered the door with a smile and greeted Tan and Yang Huamei: "Granny, mother, are you hungry? I've brought you food."

Yang Huamei smiled and nodded, struggling to sit up.

Tan looked behind Xu Qiaohong, "Why are you coming back alone? Where are they?"

Xu Qiaohong put the food box on the table, turned around and helped Yang Huamei sit up and prepare to eat.

Hearing Tan's question, Xu Qiaohong smiled and said, "Gonggong and the others are still drinking. I was worried that Po and Niang were hungry, so I came back first."

"What? Are you drinking?" Tan's voice suddenly rose a little higher.

Yang Huamei was also stunned for a moment, and then asked Xu Qiaohong: "Who advised you to drink? He can't drink!"

The third course of treatment is the most critical, so it cannot be a failure.

Xu Qiaohong thought for a moment, then laughed again, "Look at me, I didn't even explain clearly what I said, so don't worry, grandma and mother, my grandpa didn't drink, he drank tea and soup, it was my fourth uncle and the others who drank.

I just said hurry up."

"That's pretty much it." Mrs. Tan breathed a sigh of relief and said harshly through gritted teeth: "If he really dares to drink, he is seeking death. If he is seeking death, don't blame me for not finishing with him!"

Yang Huamei smiled helplessly, "Mom, don't say that. As far as I know, my father has been controlling his leg very well in the past two months since he was treated."

"People who usually like wine so much now don't drink at all."

"A person who usually never leaves his hand with a cigarette has now even given up smoking."

"It's really not easy for my dad to do this. You have to trust my dad."

Mrs. Tan raised her eyebrows and twisted her body a little uneasily while sitting there.

"Let's not talk about her anymore. Let's eat. He has eaten and drank enough to feel comfortable, but we are the only two who are still hungry!" said Tan.

Yang Huamei shook her head helplessly again.

I had clearly urged the old lady to go to dinner before, but she insisted on going, and now she said such things again.

Although the old lady said this on purpose and did not really think so in her heart, her duplicitous character and behavior are indeed a bit overwhelming.

"Mom, do you want to relieve yourself first?" Xu Qiaohong asked Yang Huamei thoughtfully.

Yang Huamei is looking for feelings...

Next to her, Mrs. Tan stared at Yang Huamei closely and answered for her: "I haven't seen you relieve yourself all day long, so you'd better relieve yourself quickly, don't hold it back."

Yang Huamei was a little hesitant.

Mrs. Tan urged again: "What's there to hesitate about? While the men haven't come over now, you can relieve yourself quickly. When you come back later, it won't be convenient. You have to let them go outside the house one by one to relieve themselves.

Then everyone will know that you want to relieve yourself!"

Yang Huamei's face turned red. This is the truth, but what I said was too direct, which made people feel a little... ugh!

"Mom, please untie it and I'll help you down."

Xu Qiaohong rolled up her sleeves and dragged the urine bucket out from under the bed.

Mrs. Tan also volunteered to go to the door of the house and said, "I'll go to the door and block it. Mei'er, you can relieve yourself in peace."

My mother and daughter-in-law had already arranged it like this, and Yang Huamei felt that if she didn't get out of bed to relieve herself, she would really be sorry for them.

"Okay, then I'll relieve myself."

As soon as Yang Huamei finished speaking, Xu Qiaohong immediately stepped forward to support her.

A while ago, Xu Qiaohong alone would not have been able to do this, because Yang Huamei's legs were completely numb, like two wooden piles.

After half a month of treatment, Yang Huamei's legs gradually gained feeling. At least by helping her up, her legs could be used as a support point to allow her body to move in a certain arc with the help of external force.

For example... relieve yourself.

Soon Yang Huamei finished masturbating and then sat back on the bed.

Xu Qiaohong brought some water to her and helped her wash her hands.

After finishing all this, she opened the front and rear windows to ventilate the room.

At this time, Mrs. Tan returned to the house.

Yang Huamei quickly invited Mr. Tan to come over and have dinner together.

Xu Qiaohong opened the food boxes layer by layer and placed the dishes inside on the table.

"I put a little bit of each dish together, and my mother-in-law and my mother made do with it," Xu Qiaohong said.

Yang Huamei looked at the dishes in the bowl on the table.

Seeing this, Yang Huamei nodded secretly.

Although I didn't go to the restaurant, I can infer from these packaged dishes that there are still several kinds of hard dishes on the table today, which are pretty good.

However, Mrs. Tan was not happy.

"What is that? There are so many chili peppers. What kind of meat is that?" the old lady asked.

Xu Qiaohong said: "Granny, this is fried mutton with chili pepper. On the side is fried snail meat with parsley."

"Here is braised rabbit with two pieces of grass carp."

Mrs. Tan made a long face and scolded Xu Qiaohong: "Your mother-in-law is taking medicine. Which of the vegetables you brought back can she eat?"

Xu Qiaohong was stunned for a moment, but instead of getting angry, she picked up the food box and let Mrs. Tan look inside.

"Grandma, those spicy dishes are given to you as a filial piety. I, Grandma, told me that you like spicy food."

"This is pigeon soup. I brought it to my mother to drink."

Tan took a look.

Yes, a whole pigeon, the pigeon looks quite big.

"It's just a bare pigeon, and your mother can't eat it alone..." Mrs. Tan spoke again.

Xu Qiaohong was still good-tempered and said: "Granny, this pigeon soup is a specialty of that restaurant, and it's called pigeon-wrapped wings."

Mrs. Tan didn't understand, so she pricked up her ears: "Bao, what's Bao?"

Xu Qiaohong: "The pigeon has its wings wrapped, and the pigeon's belly is filled with shark fins."

"Fish bones?" Mrs. Tan got very angry when she heard this, "You unlucky children, others will spit out fish bones when they eat fish, but you are a pigeon as big as a grasshopper and don't even have two ounces of meat, and you still eat fish bones that even dogs can't eat."

Stuffing pigeons' bellies, how can you say that? Are you deliberately trying to kill your mother?"

Facing Mr. Tan's scolding with such a dark face, any other young daughter-in-law would have blushed and become thick-necked with anger.

He's very hot-tempered, and he's probably already having sex with Mr. Tan with his arms akimbo.

He was soft-tempered and probably had red circles under his eyes. He wanted to say a few words but didn't dare, so he had to keep tears rolling in his eyes.

But what about Xu Qiaohong?

She clearly belongs to the former, the shrewd kind.

But she did not argue, nor did she shed tears of grievance like the latter.

On the contrary, she still stood there with a smile, methodically and carefully poured the pigeon wings from the food box into a large bowl, and then brought it to the bedside for Yang Huamei.

Tan's reprimand did not affect her movements during the whole process.

Why is she so confident?

Because, although she herself did not defend herself, someone defended her.

That person is Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei also stretched out her hand and carefully took the bowl. At the same time, she smiled and said to Mrs. Tan, "Mom, you really misunderstood that my family is Qiaohong!"

"The fins in this pigeon-wrapped fin are not the fish bones you imagine, but a very rare ingredient. It's so expensive!"

"Ah? Still a good thing?" Mrs. Tan also stopped scolding Xu Qiaohong, temporarily closed her mouth, and came closer to Yang Huamei to take a look.

"Pigeons are a very good thing. We farmers all say that one pigeon can carry nine chickens!" said Tan.

"This pigeon looks quite small. Come on, look at what those wings look like!"

Yang Huamei was also very happy. She immediately used chopsticks to poke two holes in the belly of the stewed pigeon, which was very soft but very bloated.

Then a few more gentle rotations will make the two small holes merge into a larger hole, and the soup in the pigeon's belly will seep out continuously.

Yang Huamei then used chopsticks to open the pigeon's belly wider, then took out a chopstick of crystal-clear vermicelli and sent it to Mr. Tan.

"Mom, have a taste."

Tan stared at the fan that was brought to his mouth and frowned: "Isn't this a sweet potato fan?"

Yang Huamei smiled and shook her head, "Mom, these are shark fins! They are so expensive!"

"Ah? How expensive is it?" asked Tan.

She has lived for more than seventy years, and this was the first time she saw sweet potato vermicelli called shark fin.

Yang Huamei pursed her lips and smiled, "Qiaohong, come and tell your grandma."

Xu Qiaohong smiled and raised two white fingers to gesture towards Mrs. Tan.

"Let's put it this way, a handful of shark fins buy half an acre of sweet potato vermicelli!"

"What? Are you talking nonsense?" Tan was so shocked that her only eyeball almost fell to the ground.

It also frightened Xu Qiaohong, who did not dare to speak.

Mrs. Tan was about to speak again, but something slippery was stuffed into her mouth.

She subconsciously wanted to vomit, but Yang Huamei also stopped her.

"Mom, sweet potato fans from half an acre of land!"

Mr. Tan was stunned, then closed his mouth, chewed carefully, and then swallowed hard.

There was a little bit of scum on the corner of her mouth. The old lady raised her hand and stuck that scum into her hand, and then licked it with her tongue.

In short, I don’t dare to waste any of it!

This move, in Yang Huamei's eyes, made her happy.

"Mom, there's no need to be so exaggerated!"

Mrs. Tan glared at Yang Huamei: "You unlucky kid, why are you giving me such expensive food? Hurry up and eat it by yourself!"

Yang Huamei smiled, "There's still more in the bowl!"

Mrs. Tan came over and took another look, "How many acres of land are there for sweet potato fans?"

Yang Huamei really laughed out loud this time.

Xu Qiaohong also covered her mouth and snickered.

Mrs. Tan sat back and urged Yang Huamei: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, don't waste the good food!"

Yang Huamei nodded and lowered her head to eat this time.

Mr. Tan sat there, smacking his lips, as if he was savoring the taste of the shark fin he had taken before.

"It tastes just like sweet potato vermicelli when chewed, but it does have a bit of a fishy smell."

"By the way, can this thing really be a great supplement?"

"Well, logically speaking, it shouldn't be wrong. After all, you get what you pay for!"

Just like that, Yang Huamei sat on the bed eating pigeon wings, while Tan sat aside and asked himself questions.

Xu Qiaohong brought the food to Mrs. Tan: "Granny, you can eat it while it's hot."

Ms. Tan raised her head and glanced at Xu Qiaohong, "How much does it cost to buy so many shark fins? The money your mother-in-law gave you is enough to buy this?"

Xu Qiaohong smiled coquettishly: "Granny, what I said before was a bit exaggerated. In fact, it is not that expensive, and the portion for us is not too much. We are usually reluctant to eat it. This is the second time to replenish my mother's health."

"Is this thing really useful for replenishing the body?" Tan pressed on this point and asked again.

Xu Qiaohong nodded: "Of course, ginseng, bird's nest, shark's fin, etc. are all recognized delicacies by the rich and powerful. Many ladies and ladies in the city like to eat these for nourishment in autumn and winter."

"Hey, does it mean that if the rich ladies in the city are fashionable, they must be good? I don't believe it!" Mrs. Tan curled her lips and gave Xu Qiaohong a white look.

"We, the villagers, raise their food at home, dig it in the soil, and rely on mountains and water to eat. We can eat with peace of mind!"

"If you eat fish, you have to eat fish meat. What are you doing eating these ghost things? The poor are tossing, the rich are rare, and I won't follow the trend!"

Tan's words immediately shocked Xu Qiaohong so much that she didn't know what to say.

"Mom, you and Ga Po eat first while I go to the kitchen next door."

In the end, Xu Qiaohong could only find an excuse and sneak out of the ward.

In the ward, Yang Huamei also temporarily stopped holding the chopsticks in her hand and said to Mrs. Tan, "Mom, can you please look out for my sake and stop scolding Qiaohong at every turn?"

Tan muttered: "I didn't scold her. If I scolded her, what would it look like?"

Yang Huamei shook her head: "Mom, please don't argue with me like this. This girl, Qiaohong, is really good. You have seen it too. It's not bad for you to serve me by my side."
Chapter completed!