Chapter 132: It's going to be fine

The old lady sighed, "Hey, I'll pay attention." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Doctor Yu also sighed and shook his head, "You should continue to take the medicine prescribed before, and after a while, I will come back to give you a new pulse." ā€

"Hmm." The senator nodded.

Only the old couple and Qin Mo were left in the house.

The old lady bowed her head and frowned tightly.

The old lady touched the sideburns of the old lady worriedly, "Old woman, don't worry, Tian'er will be fine." ā€

"How can I not be worried? We're only going to have heaven. The old lady frowned, and she couldn't let go at all.

The earth has gone, and the sky is her lifeline.

But why is the emperor always worried about the sky? There are always all kinds of hard work.

Ay!

"Don't be sad, the obedient people are scared by you. You don't know, Qing'er went back to Zhixiang Courtyard, and then came back to the obedient girl, and it only took less than a cup of tea. You can imagine how fast the obedient girl ran on the road. ā€

The senator lady put the old lady's hand in his palm and held it tightly, as if to give her strength.

"Really?" The old lady couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but caress her chest.

"Of course it's true. And when the girl was at the door, she must have wiped off all her sweat before coming in. Because although there is no sweat on her face, her hair is wet, and even the waistcoat of her clothes is darker. ā€

Although Zhixiang Courtyard is not particularly far from Jialan Courtyard, it takes a quarter of an hour to go back and forth.

Qing'er will take nearly a cup of tea to run back, and it will take at least one cup of tea to run over again.

"Don't be excited, old woman, Dr. Yu and Mr. Mei have said, you can't be excited." The senator stood up and soothed the senator's chest.

"I won't tell you if you know."

After a while, the old lady exhaled, "Good girl...... Hey......"

She paused, "We're going to be nice to her." ā€

"Of course, the good girl is our granddaughter, and we are sure to be good to her. Moreover, she is so similar to Di'er, it must be that Di'er saw that you missed him and sent a good girl to comfort you. ā€

"Hmm." The senator's wife was also convinced of this.

Lee's Yard.

Li stood in front of the window, looked at the cloudless blue sky, and muttered, "The wind and rain are coming." ā€

She stretched out her hand to the sun, and her thin white hand was in the sun, and she could clearly see the fine cold hair, white velvet.

Facing the sun, she clenched her fists, her eyes misty, "What will happen?" ā€

"Grandmother, I cooked some porridge, you drink a little, cushion your stomach. Shigong said that your spleen and stomach are weak and you can't eat more, so you should bear with it first. Yuan Shanjia came in with a cup of white rice porridge.

The old lady helped the old lady to sit up and put a pillow behind her.

Yuan Shanjia asked his grandfather to let him come, and sat down on the edge of the bed himself.

She scooped a spoonful of white porridge and gently cooled it, "Come, grandmother take a sip." ā€

"Let Cui'er and them come, you can rest." The old lady stopped Yuan Shanjia and held her hand.

Yuan Shanjia shook his head, "No, grandmother, let me come, can't my granddaughter feed you once?" Grandmother dislikes me for being clumsy? ā€

The old lady shook her head weakly, "How so? You girl. Grandmother just thinks that you have worked hard to cook porridge, isn't it good to let you take a break? ā€

Yuan Shanjia pursed her lips, "How hard is it, my granddaughter doesn't have to burn the fire, she doesn't have to wash the rice, she just puts the rice in the pot, and then moves her mouth." ā€

She went to the kitchen, even if she really did it, it was estimated that the kitchen gang would desperately stop it.

What's more, why not use it if it's convenient?

Cooking things is originally the intention, and it is best if someone can control the heat according to the command and cook more food that meets the heart's desire.

The so-called for the sake of the heart, cook by yourself, and then burn the fire by yourself, and do everything yourself.

Then the worst consequence is that you suffer yourself and others, and you may not be pleased.

"Look at the good girl, you actually told everything, it seems that you are not really filial to me." The senator laughed weakly and complained to the senator.

"Good girl, that's called sincerity, why isn't it filial piety? Do you want to make your whole body black and cook a lump of black coal, or half-cooked porridge? ā€

The old lady laughed and quipped.

Yuan Shanjia listened to them quietly, and kept moving his hands, feeding the old lady.

The old lady drank a few sips of porridge and seemed to come back to life.

She glared at the old lady, "What do you mean?" Are you dissatisfied with me? Dislike my poor cooking skills? ā€

"Where do you dare? Where do you dare? The old lady hurriedly surrendered.

When the old lady had just married the old lady, she would not do anything.

She actually has a lot to do, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, tea, she has dabbled in everything.

But I can't cook rice in an earthen stove, I can't farm, I can't feed pigs, and I don't know how to work in the countryside.

No, it should be said, she will eat.

But even so, all the black dishes and half-cooked rice she cooked at the beginning were eaten by him.

While eating, I was amazed that I could do this for the first time.

The rice is already half-cooked, and next time you try hard, it will be fully cooked.

The vegetables are a little dark, but they are all cooked, just a little overdone, next time reduce a little, it will be fine.

That's what he said at the time.

The old lady turned her head sideways, and drank the porridge fed by Yuan Shanjia seriously, the corners of her eyes were red, but she did not hide it from the old lady.

The old lady also thought of the days when he was newly married, and those days were the most relaxed and comfortable times.

I don't have children, I don't worry about life, and I immerse myself in the joy of being married every day.

The old lady also did it to cover the hand of the old lady on the bed.

The old lady symbolically struggled, but did not break free, let him pull, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yuan Shanjia looked at the tacit understanding between the two, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart, it was really not easy for the two of them to go all the way to the end.

A cup of porridge, no matter how much, is only a dozen spoons, and it will be sold out quickly.

The old lady licked her lips unsatisfied, and looked at Yuan Shanjia, "Good ......"

Yuan Shanjia shook his head, "The doctor said, you can't eat more." ā€

"Okay." The senator moved her nose and sighed.

"Grandmother, don't you want to know more now?" Yuan Shanjia ripped the pillow behind the old lady and helped her lie down.

The patriarch helped.

Yuan Shanjia put the thin cup of summer on the stomach of the old lady.

After the old lady closed her eyes, Yuan Shanjia made a gesture to the old lady and got up to leave.

Walking to the door, a weak but firm voice came from behind the old lady, "Your father will be fine, don't worry." ā€

Yuan Shanjia's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Small theater

Mrs. Senator: Good girl, I want to eat some more~~>_