Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

After listening to a lot, Old Mrs. Jiang was trying to persuade Old Man Jiang to take Yuan Zifan to the hospital for treatment.

Lu Yi's fingertips gently rested on the edge of the bowl, and his eyes moved.

"His illness is not easy to cure. We just had a baby in the family, and the third daughter-in-law has to eat meat during her confinement. The family has a lot of money to spend. Zifan's illness is not painful or itchy, and it's not a big deal. In my opinion, there's no need to rush." ​​Old man Jiang frowned and didn't nod easily.

When talking about children, Old Mrs. Jiang curled her lips.

"They say a son and a daughter are a good thing. The third son's wife gave birth to a girl. How much money can the confinement cost? Old man, Zifan is the only grandson in our Jiang family!"

This remark hit the spot for Old Man Jiang, and he made the final decision, saying to Old Lady Jiang, "Treat him! I'll take him to the hospital tomorrow!"

Old Man Jiang's eyes flashed and met Lu Yi's eyes. He spoke in his throat, as if he had something to say to Lu Yi.

Just as he took a step, Old Lady Jiang pulled him towards the door of the main hall with all her might.

"Old man, don't go over there, you can't afford to offend me!!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was even using force with her mouth, twisting her mouth and pursing it, and from time to time she glanced at Lu Yi in fear, afraid that she would move.

This scene was really funny. A smile appeared on Lu Yi's face, and he began to wonder if the psychological trauma left on Mrs. Jiang that day was too great.

The effect is really good, and it solves the problem once and for all.

"It's time to eat!" Lu's mother shouted while holding a pot of pig's trotters.

Lu Yi sat down at the table and scooped a few pieces into his own and his mother's bowls. The soft and glutinous pork skin exuded the aroma of meat. Lu Yi blew on it and just took a bite, he heard the shouting from the main room suddenly became much louder.

Wang Zhaoyin's voice was the first to be heard.

"Dazhu, say something! We have a lot of money to squander. You can imagine how much it costs to pay for the medical expenses. Why don't you try to persuade your parents to stay so impulsive?"

"...My parents are old, and they just want a healthy grandchild. We've raised the child since he was young, just as a reminder for them. We don't have to sell everything we have. Why can't we treat the child?"

A burst of table-slapping sounds came on stage with a brilliant rhythm, Wang Zhaoyin left the stage crying, and then the voice of Jiang Sanzhu was heard again.

"I don't agree! Yunyun was just born, and my wife is still in confinement. We don't have much savings at home, and you're spending all your money on outsiders. What are you trying to achieve?"

Jiang Sanzhu's anger was deafening, and crackling sounds mixed with screams came out.

Jiang Sanzhu has always been a smart, sweet-mouthed and good-tempered person. Not to mention this life, even in the previous life when the original owner wanted to adopt those two children, he didn't make such a fuss with the original owner. At most, he would frown and remain silent with an attitude of disapproval.

It was also the first time that Lu Yi heard Jiang Sanzhu overturn the table. Just from the sound, he could tell that the Jiang family had to buy more bowls and plates.

Lu Yi turned his gaze and looked at the intact small bowl in his hand, and couldn't help but hold it more steadily.

There were rustling sounds in the main room, but Lu Yi didn't bother to listen. He and his mother finished most of the pig's trotters in the pot, and kept the rest to add some noodles. Their midnight snack was the fragrant pig's trotter noodles.

Lu Yi licked his lips and put down the bowl in satisfaction. The next second, Old Man Jiang's voice drowned out everyone else and broke through the wall.

"What are you yelling about?! It's not your turn to make the decisions in this family. I'll fix it if I say so!"

Another final word.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. You say you want to cure it?

It was time for supper. As Lu's mother was old, she declined the pig's trotter noodles made by Lu Yi. After dinner, she took Jiang Tian to another room to sleep.

Lu Yi finished his midnight snack alone, then went into the house and quietly brought out Jiang Tian, ​​who was playing with herself with her eyes open.

Lu Yi raised the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Tiantian, Mom will take you to watch the moon. Let's go watch the moon."

“Hee… Yeah…”

Jiang Tian waved her short arms and mumbled something inaudible. Lu Yi wrapped her more tightly, carried her horizontally, and strolled back and forth in the yard.

The next day, Lu Yi woke up early and when he went out, he saw Yuan Zifan coming back with a basket of pig feed.

The backpack was piled high, and it was obvious that he had gotten up early to go out to work.

When he came back and took off the basket on his back, Yuan Danniu came up to him with a smile and said, "Brother, we've got all the pig grass. Can you cook some pig food and help me feed the pigs?"

Old Mrs. Jiang taught her the process of making pig food step by step with a stick, but Yuan Danniu had no interest in this job with no future and avoided it whenever possible.

Yuan Zifan shook his head and pointed to Old Lady Jiang's room.

Yuan Danniu curled her lips indifferently and said in a low voice: "That old woman is too lazy. She probably hasn't woken up yet. If we are careful, she won't know."

Yuan Zifan shook his head even more vigorously, with a hint of hesitation on his face, and he hesitated to move.

There was no clock at home, so he had no idea of ​​the exact time. However, when he saw Lu Yi sitting under the eaves on the other side, he suddenly felt relieved.

His steps now had a direction. He went straight to the kitchen to pour a bowl of hot water, and then knocked on Mrs. Jiang's door "dong dong dong".

Lu Yi, who watched the whole process, and Yuan Danniu, who was left in the yard, were both stunned.

Lu Yi was suspicious in his heart. What did it mean? Did he treat her as a walking clock?

When Yuan Zifan knocked on the door, he took out two thumb-sized wild fruits from his pocket. He had specially found them. He held them in his hands and touched them, then knocked on the door even harder.

Get up quickly! It’s better to go to the hospital sooner rather than later!

Are these two people really trying to take him to get treatment? Yuan Zifan was so anxious that he even broke a wild fruit.

"Who!"

Old man Jiang shouted, and before Yuan Zifan could respond by knocking on the door, the next second the panicked noise in the house woke up all the sleeping people in the Jiang family.

"Dazhu! Sanzhu! Come quickly! Your mother is paralyzed again!"

Old Man Jiang's panicked voice was mixed with Old Lady Jiang's stubborn and angry wails.

After receiving the results, Lu Yi stood up from the small stool, humming a song as he went to the kitchen to make two bowls of steamed eggs for himself and his mother, as well as two sticky rice dumplings.

Old Mrs. Jiang's illness is not serious. She can get much better by spending some money at the hospital. The Jiang family can afford the money. It's not to the point of bankruptcy, but it will be a little stretched.

It's not a small matter. If she hadn't gone to the hospital for treatment, for two or three days, Mrs. Jiang would have been drooling wherever she went.

Although it doesn't hurt or itch, just looking at this state makes you feel upset!

This is a rural area. Old Man Jiang and Old Mrs. Jiang are not so old that they cannot move, and Old Man Jiang is still the head of the family.

The few pillars below could object to not treating the outsider Yuan Zifan, but if they showed any reluctance to treat Old Lady Jiang, the villagers would drown them with spitting in a few days.