Chapter Seventy-Six: Malt Milk Essence

"When the sun is warmer and the wind is lighter, I'll go back with you."

The old lady's eyes were full of relief and gratitude.

If you are not late and have just arrived, you are so filial and compare your heart to your heart.

What about her eldest son, daughter-in-law?

I don't know how to be grateful, I don't know what is right from wrong, I just know how to ask for it.

The old lady sighed and rubbed Yu Feiwan's head, "You are the little Fubao of the family." ”

"You and Peng Peng are waiting in the house, if Peng Peng still wants to drink sugar water, you look at it."

The old lady lifted the curtain of the door and was full of neutrality, "Who told you to stop?" ”

A full evil mother-in-law.

Through the window, Yu Feiwan clearly saw Wang Qinxiu's body trembling, and Lin Qingshan hurriedly began to fan it.

Yu Peng chewed the sugar in his mouth, and he didn't forget to look at the bowl of sugar water.

Yu Feiwan tested the temperature, "Drink it." ”

Yu Peng ran over happily and poured two mouthfuls of it.

The sun rose higher and higher, the wind became smaller and smaller, and the snow in the yard was also shoveled clean by Wang Qinxiu.

Wang Qinxiu bent over, bent her knees, humming and panting, and the big drops of sweat on her forehead kept slipping down.

When he saw the jar of rock candy with the lid open, his thick black brows furrowed, and he was about to speak ill of each other when he saw it.

The old lady knocked the ground with her cane and snorted coldly.

Wang Qinxiu's abuse was swallowed again the moment he blurted out, and he glanced at the old lady with fear.

She has been married to Qingshan for almost 20 years, and the old lady has begun to set up mother-in-law rules on a whim.

If she is a little disobedient, she will scold her in a weird way.

It's kneeling on the washboard again, and it's hitting the palm again.

The only thing that made her heart balanced was that the old lady didn't even let go of Qingshan.

"If I'm not mistaken, I asked someone to bring you back the rock candy at the supply and marketing cooperative."

The old lady spoke in a cold voice.

Wang Qinxiu shrank her shoulders, "What my mother-in-law said is true." ”

Wang Qinxiu now only thinks about offering the old lady high and sending her back as soon as possible.

These days are really painful.

Last night, because the temperature of the footwash she brought was not what the old lady wanted, the old lady asked her to kneel on the washboard to write a letter of repentance and a letter of guarantee.

She was literate, but she didn't have much.

As soon as the shell is stuck, as soon as the circle is drawn, the old lady will fall on her back.

Fortunately, the old lady still knew the severity, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to get out of bed.

The old lady frowned, looked at Wang Qinxiu, and instructed without emotion, "I'll go back, you cook at home and do what I like." ”

"If you don't do it well, you know the consequences."

The old lady wrapped a thick cotton jacket with her hands and feet, and pulled Yu Feiwan and Yu Peng out of the yard.

Wang Qinxiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was a feeling of rejuvenation.

I've never felt like life was so hard.

……

Yu Feiwan was shocked in his heart, in just one day and one night, Wang Qinxiu seemed to be overly frightened, and she was cautious in the face of the old lady, and she didn't dare to come out.

Is this still the fierce man who scolded Huai in front of the old lady before?

"Grandma, you're amazing!"

Yu Feiwan solemnly gave a thumbs up.

Her admiration for the old lady is like a surging river, stretching endlessly.

The old lady didn't see half of the joy and sense of accomplishment on her face, pursed her lips, and said quietly, "It's not that I'm good, it's that she's good." ”

"I'm just treating her the way she did to Haihong."

"In just one day and one night, she couldn't stand it."

"What about Haihong?"

"After so many years, how did Haihong survive."

"For so many years, I only cared about compensating the Qingshan family, but in the end, I found out that I was wrong again and again."

"I raised Qingshan crookedly, and I also wronged Shuishan, and I haven't noticed Haihong's suffering."

"My bad."

The old lady's eyes seemed to be filled with steam.

"The wind is so strong that it hurts the eyes of the people who blow it." The old lady wanted to cover it up, and reached out and rubbed her eyes.

"Grandma, it's not too late to make amends."

"In the future, it will be fine."

"There is a saying that the past is dark and untraceable, and the road to the future is bright."

"It's still too late."

Whether it is the grandfather who went bankrupt for surgery but still couldn't give birth, or Yu Peng, who was abducted and killed and abandoned by a kidnapper, or Lin Haihong, who was eighteen years old and came to an abrupt end in his prime.

It's all in time.

Tragedy is already a matter of another life.

Grandpa will live a hundred years.

Yu Peng will grow up safely.

Lin Haihong will have a brilliant life.

And her mother will no longer be inseparable, miserable and sad.

"yes, it's still too late." The old lady's voice was a little choked, and her eyes became more and more grateful and loving when she looked at Yu Feiwan.

The old lady is the one who knows best.

The opportunity to arrive in time is not too late.

Yu Feiwan touched his nose and smiled unnaturally.

Back in the small courtyard of the blue brick house, the old lady cleaned up inside and out, and walked around the courtyard gate very cooperatively, and when she came in again, she carried two cans of malt cream, two insulated lunch boxes, and three good beef ribs.

Yu Peng who played with paper bags: ......

The old lady smiled and said to herself, "I asked someone to buy it a long time ago, so I sent it over." ”

The acting is natural, as if there is really such a thing.

"It's not late, it's in the big vat under the window of the yard for the ribs."

"Malt cream and lunch box, put on the table."

"When your parents come back, remember to tell them."

Yu Feiwan responded with a smile.

Yu Peng's eyes were completely glued to the malt cream.

Scoop it in the palm of your hand and lick it dry, or brew it, it is delicious.

"I'll go back to your uncle's house first."

"When your parents should eat, don't deduct and search."

The old lady added firewood to the stove and was about to go out on crutches.

Yu Feiwan caught up with the old lady, holding a thick hat in his hand, and whispered, "Grandma put it on, put it on." ”

The old lady's eyes were full of smiles, "You kid, don't waste it in the future." ”

The figure of the old lady went farther and farther away.

When Yu Feiwan returned to the house, he saw Yu Peng touching the two cans of malt milk essence on his tiptoes, and there was still bright saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"I can't eat this until my parents come back."

Yu Feiwan wiped the corners of Yu Peng's mouth with a handkerchief, and couldn't help but break up and hugged Yu Peng back to the back room, "It's time to study." ”

Yu Peng reluctantly retracted his gaze and began to follow Yu Fei to learn to read and write.

When the old lady returned to Lin Qingshan's house, Wang Qinxiu had already prepared a meal, which was very hearty.

Obviously, Wang Qinxiu has made up her mind to please the old lady.

Send this big Buddha away as soon as possible.

The old lady's eyes stared at the plate of scrambled eggs with leeks in the center of the dining table: "Don't you know that I have been eating fasting and chanting Buddha for so many years?" ”

"Why are you so vicious?"

When the daughter-in-law of the Shuishan family made eggs, they knew that they would cook a bowl of porridge for her alone.

I don't care about it, but I can see it when I compare it.