Chapter 217
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Old lady Jing likes steamed bread and steamed buns recently.
When Liu Xiaoxiao went home to take care of Mrs. Zhang some time ago, he would go to baozila to sell in the town on the market day.
Then, I will bring some for her, including steamed buns and steamed buns.
Her teeth are not good. She has no pressure to eat steamed buns, and the stuffing in the buns is really memorable.
Now I hear that the village head's cake tastes 100 times better than steamed bread. She likes to eat it and has bad teeth. She can't chew a lot of things. Old Mrs. Jing listens and can't help swallowing.
Eyes, also stare at the cake.
Liu Xiaoxiao is steaming the steamed buns sold in the afternoon. The steaming hot air in the steamer with the fragrance of steamed buns has already rushed into her nose.
After sitting here for so long, her appetite has already exploded.
She was angry, she loved face, just refused Liu Xiaoxiao to send her the bun.
In fact, she didn't know how many times she had swallowed her saliva.
Now I see the village head eating more and more delicious cakes, and his eyes are bigger.
Careful Tang Huai, see all these in the eye, but she did not open.
She smiled, and then went to get a cage bag. "Jingbo, try this bun. The stuffing is minced with streaky pork. There are eggs, cabbage, mushroom and scallion in it."
So much material?
Old lady Jing said in a sour way: "if you can really sacrifice your blood, you are not afraid of losing money?"
"The taste is good, the price is not expensive, someone will come to buy it. How can you lose money if you can sell so many steamed buns?"
"That's because you are not the boss. If you are the boss here, you are willing to put so many materials? I'm listening to your mother. You're just a temporary worker here. "
"Jingbo, what can I do for you?" Tang Huai sat down beside the village head and asked.
"Grandma Jing has been having joint pains recently. When master Yang lives in your house, she will take her to him." The village head said that he forgot his business just by eating cakes and buns.
If his mother knew, she would scold him. The older he was, the more angry he was. He would coax her like a child.
On the way here, the village head also has no hope for Yang Jinghai. If Yang Jinghai had the ability to cure his mother's illness ten years ago, why should she suffer so many years?
But after seeing Liu Yu, his idea changed. If Yang Jinghai didn't have a second thought, I'm afraid Liu Yu would have gone to look for her as the head of the family, right?
Late stage of uterine cancer, it's good to live for two months after being examined, but Liu Yu has lived for two months, and her face is very ruddy.
It's not like someone who is seriously ill!
"What about Grandpa Yang?" Tang Huai knows Yang Jinghai's temper. If he does not cure others, he will not cure others.
"We almost fought." Without waiting for the village head to speak, old madam Jing stared at Tang Huai and scolded, "Tang Huai, do you expect me to die early so that the dead old man will not treat me?"
"Mom, don't say that!" The village head was helpless and unable. He was angry and didn't dare to stare at old lady Jing, so he had to lower his voice and drink her.
"Why can't I say that? Didn't you hear the villagers' comments some time ago? She has been with Jingxuan many times. " Old madam Jing glanced at the village head, and then stared at Tang Huai. She was full of disgust: "she deliberately approached Jing Xuan at her age. Who knows what bad idea she had in mind? I see, she just saw that Jingxuan would be in the county town this year, so she moved to the county town, so that she could get close to Jingxuan. "
Tang Huai takes out the recording pen and plays with it. She doesn't care about the insults that old madam Jing dislikes. She looks elegant, doesn't contradict or explain. She lowers her head and concentrates on playing with the recording pen.
The village head was worried that she was angry, or scolded with old madam Jing. Seeing that she was seriously studying the things in her hand, the village head choked and felt that Tang Huai did not respect the old and love the young as before.
Tang Huai ignores the old lady Jing and lets her chatter there. Liu Xiaoxiao and his wife can't hear any more. However, her face is still light.
The more she is like this, the more angry old madam Jing is. However, when she is scolding alone, she has no energy. When the scolding dries up, she takes the cup of tea that Tang Huai poured for her and Gulu Gulu drinks it.
When she picked up the cup of tea, Tang huaicai raised his eyes on the recording pen and chased the cup.
Seeing that old lady Jing finished drinking and then put it down, she slowly took back her eyes and continued to play with her recording pen.
The old lady Jing scolded and drank the tea. Tang Huai still didn't say a word. The village head was embarrassed.
He looked at Tang Huai and said, "Tang Huai, can you follow master Yang? Let him treat grandma Jing. It's cold now. Her hands are swollen. "
Hearing this, Tang Huai glanced at the old lady's hands.
The wrinkly hands are really swollen. Tang Huai noticed just now that when she carried the tea cup, her ten finger joints were not flexible.
Tang Huai looked directly into the village head's eyes: "Jingbo, I didn't know that grandma Jing was coming to see my grandfather. I didn't know that grandma Jing was ill. I never asked him not to treat anyone. Grandpa is old, his vision is blurred, his fingers are shaking. He is not as good as before, whether he looks, hears, inquires or his pulse. He was misdiagnosed a few years ago because of this, and his only son was cured. He finally came out of this shadow. He likes to see a doctor or not. I don't force him, as long as he is happy. He has a bad temper. I'm useless for what he won't do. I hope you can understand and don't misunderstand me. "When jinglaotai and the village head heard this, they were surprised and focused on Yang Jinghai's misdiagnosis and his son's failure to talk.
My son has been cured. What kind of doctor is he? Bullshit!
There is no magic doctor in this world!
In Mrs. Jing's eyes, it's full of contempt and treatment for the dead, but it's a big deal!
The physical pain, anyway, has tortured me for so many years, and I am so old, half foot in the coffin.
If you don't see a doctor, don't take medicine, stay for a few years or ten years, you will really lie in the coffin.
She has been alive for at least a few years.
Who knows if Yang Jinghai can cure herself? She can't even live for several years.
The more she thought about it, the more she despised Yang Jinghai. Anyway, she thought about not letting Yang Jinghai see a doctor. Her attitude towards Tang Huai was even worse.
Looking at Tang Huai's eyes, she didn't like it at all. She looked at her son with cold face: "I don't see a doctor! Even my own son died, who knows if I will die? I don't want to miss my grandson's wedding. I want to see Jingxuan and commander Zhang get married! Go back, I won't see it! "
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Old lady Jing likes steamed bread and steamed buns recently.
When Liu Xiaoxiao went home to take care of Mrs. Zhang some time ago, he would go to baozila to sell in the town on the market day.
Then, I will bring some for her, including steamed buns and steamed buns.
Her teeth are not good. She has no pressure to eat steamed buns, and the stuffing in the buns is really memorable.
Now I hear that the village head's cake tastes 100 times better than steamed bread. She likes to eat it and has bad teeth. She can't chew a lot of things. Old Mrs. Jing listens and can't help swallowing.
Eyes, also stare at the cake.
Liu Xiaoxiao is steaming the steamed buns sold in the afternoon. The steaming hot air in the steamer with the fragrance of steamed buns has already rushed into her nose.
After sitting here for so long, her appetite has already exploded.
She was angry, she loved face, just refused Liu Xiaoxiao to send her the bun.
In fact, she didn't know how many times she had swallowed her saliva.
Now I see the village head eating more and more delicious cakes, and his eyes are bigger.
Careful Tang Huai, see all these in the eye, but she did not open.
She smiled, and then went to get a cage bag. "Jingbo, try this bun. The stuffing is minced with streaky pork. There are eggs, cabbage, mushroom and scallion in it."
So much material?
Old lady Jing said in a sour way: "if you can really sacrifice your blood, you are not afraid of losing money?"
"The taste is good, the price is not expensive, someone will come to buy it. How can you lose money if you can sell so many steamed buns?"
"That's because you are not the boss. If you are the boss here, you are willing to put so many materials? I'm listening to your mother. You're just a temporary worker here. "
"Jingbo, what can I do for you?" Tang Huai sat down beside the village head and asked.
"Grandma Jing has been having joint pains recently. When master Yang lives in your house, she will take her to him." The village head said that he forgot his business just by eating cakes and buns.
If his mother knew, she would scold him. The older he was, the more angry he was. He would coax her like a child.
On the way here, the village head also has no hope for Yang Jinghai. If Yang Jinghai had the ability to cure his mother's illness ten years ago, why should she suffer so many years?
But after seeing Liu Yu, his idea changed. If Yang Jinghai didn't have a second thought, I'm afraid Liu Yu would have gone to look for her as the head of the family, right?
Late stage of uterine cancer, it's good to live for two months after being examined, but Liu Yu has lived for two months, and her face is very ruddy.
It's not like someone who is seriously ill!
"What about Grandpa Yang?" Tang Huai knows Yang Jinghai's temper. If he does not cure others, he will not cure others.
"We almost fought." Without waiting for the village head to speak, old madam Jing stared at Tang Huai and scolded, "Tang Huai, do you expect me to die early so that the dead old man will not treat me?"
"Mom, don't say that!" The village head was helpless and unable. He was angry and didn't dare to stare at old lady Jing, so he had to lower his voice and drink her.
"Why can't I say that? Didn't you hear the villagers' comments some time ago? She has been with Jingxuan many times. " Old madam Jing glanced at the village head, and then stared at Tang Huai. She was full of disgust: "she deliberately approached Jing Xuan at her age. Who knows what bad idea she had in mind? I see, she just saw that Jingxuan would be in the county town this year, so she moved to the county town, so that she could get close to Jingxuan. "
Tang Huai takes out the recording pen and plays with it. She doesn't care about the insults that old madam Jing dislikes. She looks elegant, doesn't contradict or explain. She lowers her head and concentrates on playing with the recording pen.
The village head was worried that she was angry, or scolded with old madam Jing. Seeing that she was seriously studying the things in her hand, the village head choked and felt that Tang Huai did not respect the old and love the young as before.
Tang Huai ignores the old lady Jing and lets her chatter there. Liu Xiaoxiao and his wife can't hear any more. However, her face is still light.
The more she is like this, the more angry old madam Jing is. However, when she is scolding alone, she has no energy. When the scolding dries up, she takes the cup of tea that Tang Huai poured for her and Gulu Gulu drinks it.
When she picked up the cup of tea, Tang huaicai raised his eyes on the recording pen and chased the cup.
Seeing that old lady Jing finished drinking and then put it down, she slowly took back her eyes and continued to play with her recording pen.
The old lady Jing scolded and drank the tea. Tang Huai still didn't say a word. The village head was embarrassed.
He looked at Tang Huai and said, "Tang Huai, can you follow master Yang? Let him treat grandma Jing. It's cold now. Her hands are swollen. "
Hearing this, Tang Huai glanced at the old lady's hands.
The wrinkly hands are really swollen. Tang Huai noticed just now that when she carried the tea cup, her ten finger joints were not flexible.
Tang Huai looked directly into the village head's eyes: "Jingbo, I didn't know that grandma Jing was coming to see my grandfather. I didn't know that grandma Jing was ill. I never asked him not to treat anyone. Grandpa is old, his vision is blurred, his fingers are shaking. He is not as good as before, whether he looks, hears, inquires or his pulse. He was misdiagnosed a few years ago because of this, and his only son was cured. He finally came out of this shadow. He likes to see a doctor or not. I don't force him, as long as he is happy. He has a bad temper. I'm useless for what he won't do. I hope you can understand and don't misunderstand me. "When jinglaotai and the village head heard this, they were surprised and focused on Yang Jinghai's misdiagnosis and his son's failure to talk.
My son has been cured. What kind of doctor is he? Bullshit!
There is no magic doctor in this world!
In Mrs. Jing's eyes, it's full of contempt and treatment for the dead, but it's a big deal!
The physical pain, anyway, has tortured me for so many years, and I am so old, half foot in the coffin.
If you don't see a doctor, don't take medicine, stay for a few years or ten years, you will really lie in the coffin.
She has been alive for at least a few years.
Who knows if Yang Jinghai can cure herself? She can't even live for several years.
The more she thought about it, the more she despised Yang Jinghai. Anyway, she thought about not letting Yang Jinghai see a doctor. Her attitude towards Tang Huai was even worse.
Looking at Tang Huai's eyes, she didn't like it at all. She looked at her son with cold face: "I don't see a doctor! Even my own son died, who knows if I will die? I don't want to miss my grandson's wedding. I want to see Jingxuan and commander Zhang get married! Go back, I won't see it! "
Old lady Jing likes steamed bread and steamed buns recently. When Liu Xiaoxiao went home to take care of Mrs. Zhang some time ago, he would go to baozila to sell in the town on the market day. Then, I will bring some for her, including steamed buns and steamed buns. Her teeth are not good. She has no pressure to eat steamed buns, and the stuffing in the buns is really memorable. Now I hear that the village head's cake tastes 100 times better than steamed bread. She likes to eat it and has bad teeth. She can't chew a lot of things. Old Mrs. Jing listens and can't help swallowing. Eyes, also stare at the cake. Liu Xiaoxiao is steaming the steamed buns sold in the afternoon. The steaming hot air in the steamer with the fragrance of steamed buns has already rushed into her nose. After sitting here for so long, her appetite has already exploded. She was angry, she loved face, just refused Liu Xiaoxiao to send her the bun. In fact, she didn't know how many times she had swallowed her saliva. Now I see the village head eating more and more delicious cakes, and his eyes are bigger. Careful Tang Huai, see all these in the eye, but she did not open. She smiled, and then went to get a cage bag. "Jingbo, try this bun. The stuffing is minced with streaky pork. There are eggs, cabbage, mushroom and scallion in it." So much material? Old lady Jing said in a sour way: "if you can really sacrifice your blood, you are not afraid of losing money?" "The taste is good, the price is not expensive, someone will come to buy it. How can you lose money if you can sell so many steamed buns?" "That's because you are not the boss. If you are the boss here, you are willing to put so many materials? I'm listening to your mother. You're just a temporary worker here. " "Jingbo, what can I do for you?" Tang Huai sat down beside the village head and asked. "Grandma Jing has been having joint pains recently. When master Yang lives in your house, she will take her to him." The village head said that he forgot his business just by eating cakes and buns. If his mother knew, she would scold him. The older he was, the more angry he was. He would coax her like a child. On the way here, the village head also has no hope for Yang Jinghai. If Yang Jinghai had the ability to cure his mother's illness ten years ago, why should she suffer so many years? But after seeing Liu Yu, his idea changed. If Yang Jinghai didn't have a second thought, I'm afraid Liu Yu would have gone to look for her as the head of the family, right? Late stage of uterine cancer, it's good to live for two months after being examined, but Liu Yu has lived for two months, and her face is very ruddy. It's not like someone who is seriously ill! "What about Grandpa Yang?" Tang Huai knows Yang Jinghai's temper. If he does not cure others, he will not cure others. "We almost fought." Without waiting for the village head to speak, old madam Jing stared at Tang Huai and scolded, "Tang Huai, do you expect me to die early so that the dead old man will not treat me?" "Mom, don't say that!" The village head was helpless and unable. He was angry and didn't dare to stare at old lady Jing, so he had to lower his voice and drink her. "Why can't I say that? Didn't you hear the villagers' comments some time ago? She has been with Jingxuan many times. " Old madam Jing glanced at the village head, and then stared at Tang Huai. She was full of disgust: "she deliberately approached Jing Xuan at her age. Who knows what bad idea she had in mind? I see, she just saw that Jingxuan would be in the county town this year, so she moved to the county town, so that she could get close to Jingxuan. " Tang Huai takes out the recording pen and plays with it. She doesn't care about the insults that old madam Jing dislikes. She looks elegant, doesn't contradict or explain. She lowers her head and concentrates on playing with the recording pen. The village head was worried that she was angry, or scolded with old madam Jing. Seeing that she was seriously studying the things in her hand, the village head choked and felt that Tang Huai did not respect the old and love the young as before. Tang Huai ignores the old lady Jing and lets her chatter there. Liu Xiaoxiao and his wife can't hear any more. However, her face is still light. The more she is like this, the more angry old madam Jing is. However, when she is scolding alone, she has no energy. When the scolding dries up, she takes the cup of tea that Tang Huai poured for her and Gulu Gulu drinks it. When she picked up the cup of tea, Tang huaicai raised his eyes on the recording pen and chased the cup. Seeing that old lady Jing finished drinking and then put it down, she slowly took back her eyes and continued to play with her recording pen. The old lady Jing scolded and drank the tea. Tang Huai still didn't say a word. The village head was embarrassed. He looked at Tang Huai and said, "Tang Huai, can you follow master Yang? Let him treat grandma Jing. It's cold now. Her hands are swollen. " Hearing this, Tang Huai glanced at the old lady's hands. The wrinkly hands are really swollen. Tang Huai noticed just now that when she carried the tea cup, her ten finger joints were not flexible. Tang Huai looked directly into the village head's eyes: "Jingbo, I didn't know that grandma Jing was coming to see my grandfather. I didn't know that grandma Jing was ill. I never asked him not to treat anyone. Grandpa is old, his vision is blurred, his fingers are shaking. He is not as good as before, whether he looks, hears, inquires or his pulse. He was misdiagnosed a few years ago because of this, and his only son was cured. He finally came out of this shadow. He likes to see a doctor or not. I don't force him, as long as he is happy. He has a bad temper. I'm useless for what he won't do. I hope you can understand and don't misunderstand me. "When jinglaotai and the village head heard this, they were surprised and focused on Yang Jinghai's misdiagnosis and his son's failure to talk. My son has been cured. What kind of doctor is he? Bullshit! There is no magic doctor in this world! In Mrs. Jing's eyes, it's full of contempt and treatment for the dead, but it's a big deal! The physical pain, anyway, has tortured me for so many years, and I am so old, half foot in the coffin. If you don't see a doctor, don't take medicine, stay for a few years or ten years, you will really lie in the coffin. She has been alive for at least a few years. Who knows if Yang Jinghai can cure herself? She can't even live for several years. The more she thought about it, the more she despised Yang Jinghai. Anyway, she thought about not letting Yang Jinghai see a doctor. Her attitude towards Tang Huai was even worse. Looking at Tang Huai's eyes, she didn't like it at all. She looked at her son with cold face: "I don't see a doctor! Even my own son died, who knows if I will die? I don't want to miss my grandson's wedding. I want to see Jingxuan and commander Zhang get married! Go back, I won't see it! "
