Mr. Yang put the food box on the table, glanced at the unconscious man on the bed, and then looked away reluctantly.
It has been eight years since Shu Mingyi became an apprentice in a carpenter's shop at the age of sixteen. Privately, he has long regarded this well-behaved apprentice as half a son.
If something like this happens to a junior, how can an elder not feel distressed?
Mr. Yang lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said slowly: "I went back to my hometown to see my relatives this morning, and it was only after I came back that I heard about Mingyi from Xiaofang...
I came in a hurry and there is nothing good at home. I brought some steamed buns and rice porridge, you can eat them while they are hot."
Then he took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Old Man Shu.
"Business in the carpenter's shop is not good, and Da Cong's wife has just given birth to a baby. The family really can't afford much money, so I've scraped together these for the time being. You can use them first. If you don't have enough, you can think of ways to raise them later."
Old Man Shu glanced at it and saw that there were about ten or two, which was quite a lot.
This old Yangtou is a real person!
Old Man Shu waved his hand and pushed the money back, "Mingyi is a descendant of my Shu family. If something happens, the Shu family should pay for the diagnosis and treatment. How can I use your money? Take it back. The world is in chaos now. There are many villages.
I live a steady life by ordering food."
Mr. Yang refused and insisted on stuffing it into his arms.
The two of them pushed each other and fought for a long time. In the end, the stronger old man Shu won.
"Just take it with peace of mind. I still have some savings. If I really can't hold on any longer, I'll come find you!"
Mr. Yang felt sorry for himself, so he took the initiative to take over the meal delivery job.
Later, I saw that the old couple did not bring any daily necessities, so they made a special trip to deliver all the things.
Old man Shu touched the soft quilt under his buttocks and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Yang is such a nice person. It would be great if our family Mingyi married him."
Mrs. Shu: "...Listen for yourself, are you speaking human words?"
Old Man Shu: "..."
It's just a joke, why are you so fierce?
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The old couple and Xiaotuanzi settled in the hospital.
The next day, I went to the town to sell game meat and stopped by the hospital to visit Shu Mingyi.
Mrs. Shu thought they were chattering too noisily, so she sent them home after a short time.
None of this has anything to do with Yan Yan. Her main task now is to hold her second uncle's hand and tell stories.
It goes from the dragon man looking for his mother to the tadpole looking for his mother.
She didn't know why she had so many weird things in her mind, but one of them popped out when she held her cheeks in her hands and thought about it.
The old couple of the Shu family, as well as the doctors and clerks in the medical clinic, all became her loyal listeners, coming to listen to her stories every day when they had free time.
Xiaotuanzi lost his patience after talking for two days and started making up random things:
"The little tiger was hungry, so he went to a restaurant to buy mutton skewers. But he was afraid that the meat would be stale and would upset his stomach, so he asked the boss: 'Boss, boss, are your mutton skewers fresh?'
The boss said: 'Of course it's fresh, this is a pig that was just killed yesterday!'"
Mrs. Shu didn't react at first and was still wondering what the story meant. Suddenly she heard a string of hoarse laughter coming from the other side.
Shu Mingyi didn't even open his eyes, but he grinned widely, laughed for a while, then opened his eyes and said: "This boss is too honest, isn't he afraid of being pushed to the ground and beaten by the customers?"
Yan Yan: “!”
"Second uncle, you're awake!"
When Shu Mingyi opened his eyes, he saw a pretty little girl smiling at him. Her eyes were crooked like little crescent moons when she smiled, and her heart instantly melted.
He smiled kindly and said, "Yes, I'm awake, you are Yan Yan, right?"
Xiaotuanzi nodded crazily, "Well, I am Yan Yan, your niece!"
At this time, the old couple of the Shu family also came over, touched their heads and looked at their faces, and asked a series of questions. They were relieved after receiving affirmative answers.
The old doctor heard the noise and ran over from the backyard, took his pulse, checked his eyes, and finally said in surprise: "The congestion on the back of his head has basically dispersed. It's only been two days, but he recovered so quickly. It's amazing!"
Mrs. Shu felt like Ming Jing in her heart. She rubbed her granddaughter's head and asked the doctor overjoyed: "Then how should we treat it now?"
"What else can we do if the congestion is gone? Just take the person home and rest for half a month, but be careful not to do heavy work or knock your head during this period."
Mrs. Shu nodded repeatedly and agreed to whatever the doctor told her.
At this time, Old Man Shu took out only half of the ginseng and asked: "What about the ginseng soup? Do you want to continue drinking it?"
"It stands to reason that it's okay not to drink, but his condition is too weird. To be on the safe side, it's better to drink for two more days."
The old doctor looked at the ginseng in his hand, stroked his beard and said, "You can sell the unused ginseng to me, and we'll price it based on the portion."
Old Man Shu refused to give it to him and turned to look at his wife: "How about we keep the rest? This is a good thing. What if we need it in the future?"
After this incident, Mrs. Shu also understood a truth: No matter how much money or treasures you have in your hands, they cannot compare to the peace and security of a family.
The old lady nodded and said, "Keep it, we have enough money now."
There is no need to sell something that can save your life.
When the old doctor saw that they were unwilling to sell, he didn't force it, and added: "The Tianqi that was originally ordered has not been used up, so it is useless for you to keep this. I will convert it into silver and return it to you."
Tian Qi's money was calculated with the medical expenses, Qingfeng's dressing and medical expenses, etc. Finally, the old doctor gave them thirteen taels of silver.
Mrs. Shu was afraid that Shu Mingyi would have problems if the bumpy road just woke up, so she decided to stay in the hospital overnight and hire a car to go home the next day.
Old man Shu was so happy that his son woke up that he suffered a heavy hemorrhage that night. He went to the restaurant to pack a few side dishes and three bowls of rice, and gave the snobbish waiter a slap in the face before happily returning to the hospital.
When Mrs. Shu saw it, she couldn't help but mock him as a beggar who was trying to make money - he was poor and sophisticated. He was crying over the money issue two days ago, but he was just pretending to be grand today.
Old man Shu was in a good mood, and his wife didn't get angry at anything she said. He put the dishes and chopsticks with a smile and invited them to come over for dinner.
Yan Yan tasted a piece of braised fish and shook her head in disgust, "This is not as delicious as grandma's cooking."
Mrs. Shu laughed and said: "You are making fun of your grandmother again. How can your grandmother's cooking skills compare with the chefs in the restaurant?"
"Mom, you are so humble. I have tasted the dishes in several restaurants in town, and they are not as delicious as the ones you cook."
Shu Mingyi also spoke, "If our family has the conditions to open a restaurant, how can they still have a share!"
"Hahaha... If you like it, when you get home, I will cook new dishes for you every day, such as roasted loach, stewed chicken with mushrooms, stir-fried rabbit... flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water,
Let’s do it all again!”
Old Mrs. Shu was so flattered that she patted her thighs and talked nonchalantly, completely unaware of Mrs. Yang who was carrying a food box outside the door.