Yang Ling looked at Su Yi doubtfully, wondering what his wife meant?
Yang Jianqiang swept away the gloom just now and looked at Su Yi with a face full of joy, as happy as if he had won the lottery.
The bitter melon face just now seemed to have nothing to do with him now, and no trace could be found.
Yang Jianqiang greeted his daughter-in-law with a smile, took Su Yi's hand and said with concern.
"Su Yi, don't blame Dad. The main reason is that Dad is really old. He doesn't know how long he can last. What if he suddenly fails one day? He just didn't hold his grandson before leaving. You
How can I leave with peace of mind?"
A smile appeared on Su Yi's pale face.
"Dad, it's okay. You can live to be 100 years old. When are you now?"
Yang Jianqiang smiled happily, pulled Su Yi and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Dad, I have no hope of living to be 100 years old, but you can rest assured that I will definitely live to the day I can help you bring up your child. You can just rest assured and leave all the care of the child to me.
I’m here, I’ll do nothing from now on and just take care of your children!”
I was depressed just now, but now I am suddenly full of energy.
I ran outside excitedly and looked at my sister saying enthusiastically.
"There is nothing left untied in the room. Let's finish it together quickly. Don't let the two children get tired. I have tidied this house before, and they are not familiar with it. Let the children rest for a while.
Bar."
Yang Caifeng looked at her brother speechlessly. This was a 360-degree change in attitude.
"Why weren't you so diligent just now? As soon as you came back, you went to meet someone for a drink. Now you want to clean up the house?"
After Yang Jianqiang was in a good mood, he became much thicker-skinned.
"Oh, what? They insisted on pulling me over just now. If you said I couldn't go over, how could I be so embarrassed?"
"Besides, we have been good friends for so many years. A few drinks with them won't hurt, right?"
Listening to his father's happy voice, Yang Ling frowned deeply.
"Wife, how could you promise father..."
Su Yi gently hugged Yang Ling's waist.
"Father is right, you are at the right age and it is the time to have children."
"I have also thought about it. Now that our family has money, I will go and see more doctors. If it can be cured, we will have a child in the next two years."
"If it can't be cured..."
Su Yi paused and said with choked sobs.
"Then let's get divorced. I don't want to delay you anymore, so let's end it like this."
"Su Yi!"
Yang Ling gently stroked his wife's long hair.
"I will not divorce you. You have to live your life no matter what. This is my promise to you!"
"Can you please stop being so stupid?"
Su Yi looked at her husband with tears in her eyes.
"This is not something you and I can decide. I am already a disabled person. I don't want to delay you like this anymore. Do you understand?"
"Do you think this is fair to me? Do you think I want to live in fear like this my whole life?"
Yang Ling was speechless.
He could not change his father's thoughts.
If you really have to live like this for the rest of your life, unless you immigrate abroad and leave your father at home, you will never have to listen to his father's nagging again.
There is no need for Amelia Su to bear so much pressure anymore.
But how is this possible?
How is it possible to leave your father alone at home and leave with your wife?
"Don't worry, I will do my best. We will definitely be able to cure your disease. Even if it can't be cured, I will never divorce you. No one can change my mind!"
Yang Jianqiang was extremely happy that afternoon. After receiving his daughter-in-law's promise, he was relieved of his worries.
Thinking that he would be able to hug a fat and fair boy soon, Yang Jianqiang couldn't be happier.
What should I say? Anyway, as long as he can hold his grandson, Yang Jianqiang will be willing to call Su Yi daddy?
Soon they had the house tidy.
For dinner, I went to my neighbor's house to catch a chicken and a duck. I'm going to make a big dinner tonight. I just came back today and my family got together. When I have time, I will go out to have a drink with my old friends.
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"Come and give way, step aside, the chicken soup is ready!"
Yang Jianqiang held the casserole and excitedly carried the chicken soup into the house.
"They say this chicken soup is a great tonic. This is an old hen that Lao Lin and his family have raised next door for three years."
"I have been stewing for a whole afternoon today. After drinking this soup, my body will definitely feel better!"
Yang Jianqiang specially placed the pot of chicken soup in front of Su Yi's seat.
"You two take a few more sips, and the one who makes the soup is better. Don't mention how good your sister-in-law is at her craftsmanship."
Seeing Yang Jianqiang looking so happy and full of expectations, Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
But Su Yi seems to have looked away now and accepts her father's concern calmly.
"Dad, just leave it alone. I will definitely drink two more bowls later, so don't worry."
"Drink more is better, drink more is better."
Yang Jianqiang looked at his daughter-in-law with a smile.
At this time.
Outside the yard, the village chief came in carrying a small bamboo basket and a small jar of wine.
"Is Lao Yang at home?"
The village chief, Zhao Guoqing, is over fifty this year and has gray hair, but he still looks energetic.
"Here you are, village chief. Tell me why you came here. If you have anything to do, please say hello. We prepared in a hurry today and didn't say anything about inviting you to our house for dinner."
Zhao Guoqing didn't care at all and waved his hand.
"Hey, what are you talking about? They are all from the same village. Please don't invite me. I'm here anyway. If you have enough bowls and chopsticks, just give me some more. Don't bother me."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Yang Jianqiang took the village chief and sat down together.
Zhao Guoqing nodded towards Yang Ling.
He took the basket in his hand and handed it to Yang Caifeng.
"Tell me, Aunt Liu and the others just went up the mountain to pick fresh mushrooms this morning. They are so fresh. If they are used to stew old hens, not to mention how fragrant they will be."
Yang Caifeng said sadly.
"This chicken soup is already stewed."
"It doesn't matter. Just wash these with water and wash them again. I've almost washed them at home just now. You boil some water to rinse them and put them in the pot. Boil them thoroughly first. Then take the chicken soup back and put it back in the pot.
, no trouble.”
Yang Ling looked at the basket full of matsutake and various wild mushrooms.
Eyes lit up.
Back then, their village was famous for being rich in all kinds of mushrooms.
But later on, the mountains next to it were over-developed, and all these things were lost, which is really a pity.