As soon as it was dawn in the morning, Ye Hongsleeve was woken up by the movement in the yard.

She turned over, and there was no shadow of Yang Yuehong next to her, so she probably got up a long time ago.

yawned, she also turned over and got off the kang, and as soon as she went out, sure enough, the people in the yard were busy in full swing.

The eldest brother Ye Changqing changed into a familiar cloth striped clothes, she remembered that this used to be Yang Tudan's favorite clothes.

As soon as the garment was ready, he wore it and ran to his house, grabbing the placket and telling them how good the material was, how well the stitches were made, and how well it fitted him.

At that time, he was indeed dressed to fit well, but now he is wearing the eldest brother, who has jumped up and down, and he is small, and his waist and arms are tight.

Ye Hongsleeves looked at him who was afraid of chopping wood with an axe, and if the range of movement was a little larger, his clothes would be stretched off.

When Ye Changqing was chopping firewood, Aunt Yang was smiling and helping to collect firewood, and she could see that she was in a very good mood.

Yang Yuehong was squatting by the well chopping pigweed, and in the kitchen, Ye was cooking breakfast by the stove.

The warm and harmonious picture in front of him made Ye Hongsleeve suddenly feel a little grateful to Cheng Tianshun.

If he hadn't pushed them crookedly, I don't know when I would have seen such a scene.

Everyone was busy, and Ye Hongsleeve, who got up late, was embarrassed, and hurriedly walked to the well to fetch water to wash.

"I'll help you."

When Yang Yuehong saw her coming, she hurriedly put down the knife in her hand, washed her hands in the basin next to her, and took the bucket from Ye Hong's hand.

"Thank you! Sister Yuehong, what about the fifth uncle? Why didn't you see it? ”

Ye Hongsleeves have seen it inside and outside the house, but he didn't see the shadow of Yang Lao Wu.

"Before dawn in the morning, Uncle Li from the next village invited my father to work."

Yang Yuehong poured the water into the basin for washing her face, and after the bucket was put down, she looked up at her mother.

"My mother is happy today, she is so happy all morning, she used to chop firewood in the yard, and she was like this to help clean up together!"

"Aunt Wu's good mood will help her condition, I will take the pulse of Aunt Wu and reopen the prescription for her, Sister Yuehong, don't worry, it won't be long before Aunt Wu will be as good as before."

Ye Hongsleeve said while washing his face.

Last night, when she rubbed medicine on the back of Aunt Yang's scalded hand, she gave her a rough pulse, and her condition was not particularly serious.

"The meal is ready, let's hurry up and eat!"

Ye Shi brought out breakfast from the kitchen, and Ye Hongsleeve, who had been washed, went over to help, this breakfast was really not ordinary.

It was said that it was sweet potato porridge, but he could only see the sweet potatoes and not the porridge, and after serving the bowls and putting them on the small table in the yard, Ye Hongsleeve ran into the kitchen of the Yang family and carefully rummaged through them.

The cupboard, the spice bowl in the cupboard, the rice bowl, she looked at it all carefully.

The rice bowl was cleaner than her face, and there was a bunch of wilting sweet potatoes on the ground next to her.

The bowl with oil is estimated to be only two spoonfuls of oil and few salts when the bowl is drained.

This Yang family is poorer than her face.

"Redsleeves, I'm sorry to let you eat these."

As soon as Ye Hongsleeve closed the door of the cupboard, Yang Yuehong's apologetic voice sounded at the door.

She lowered her head, grabbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and her expression looked a little cramped, but more embarrassed.

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