After three years of marriage, the beautiful military wife takes her baby to look for her father

The older generation is very particular about dignity.

"I'll make some rice for uncle. I'll check your condition first. I'll cook dinner next to you. Have breakfast and try my cooking." Song Zhiya smiled slightly. Tuanzi walked over and sat next to Yang Guoqing. "Grandpa, my mother cooks delicious food."

Yang Guoqing smiled gently and ruffled Tuanzi's hair. "What a cute name, little Tuanzi."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Song Zhiya took his pulse. Two minutes later, she withdrew her hand. Just then, Yang Yinyin had prepared the noodles and brought them over.

Yang Guoqing started eating noodles.

As soon as he took the first bite, he froze for a moment. Tuanzi was a little nervous, "Grandpa, does it taste bad?"

"It's not that your mother's cooking is so good, I haven't eaten such delicious noodles for a long time." Yang Guoqing smiled, and Song Zhiya made a judgment based on the pulse diagnosis just now.

He has been at home for too long, without going out to breathe fresh air and not paying much attention to his daily life. At first he developed a slow cough and was unwilling to go to the hospital for treatment. Now his condition is almost at the stage of tuberculosis.

If his condition continues without treatment, he won't survive even five years.

Once a person gets sick, if he is not emotionally open enough and cannot figure out certain things, the disease can be very serious.

Yang Guoqing ate his noodles quickly. After finishing, he handed the lunch box to Yang Yinyin, "Wash the lunch box. By the way, take some of the things we brought back from our hometown back to Comrade Xiao Song and Tuanzi."

"No thanks, Grandpa!"

Tuanzi and Song Zhiya refused at the same time.

"I've been here for two years, and very few people come to see me. Not only did you come to treat me, but you also brought me delicious noodles. This is my gift in return."

Yang Guoqing did not give them a chance to refuse and asked about his condition.

"The condition is not particularly serious. I need to drink medicinal food for a long time, about half a year."

"It will gradually improve in the beginning. Within two weeks at most, the cough won't be as severe as it is now. I'll cough occasionally, but it will take at least half a year to be completely cured."

Chinese medicine takes a long time to work, and the reason for taking it for a long time is to allow the condition to gradually consolidate and then be completely cured.

Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, if you just feel that it has an effect and are unwilling to take it again, then in the end you will definitely not achieve the ideal effect.

"Half a year..."

Yang Guoqing rested his hand on his crutch and muttered to himself. Yang Yinyin saw that he was hesitating again and squatted beside him. "Dad, let's drink. Sister Xiaoya's medicinal food is very cheap, only a few cents a bowl."

"As long as you cure your cough, you will feel better."

Before Yang Guoqing could say anything, Song Zhiya continued, "I drink it mainly as a hobby, so the price is not high. I drink about two bowls a day."

He originally wanted to say he didn't want the money, but he was afraid that Yang Guoqing would not accept it.

"grandfather!"

"Drink."

Tuanzi was a clever kid. Seeing Yang Guoqing's expression, he reached out and grabbed his arm. "Coughing is really uncomfortable. I coughed for several days before. I couldn't sleep every night, and I felt terrible the next morning."

"I don't want grandpa to feel as bad as I do."

Yang Guoqing did the math and realized that Song Zhiya's salary was indeed very low and she couldn't earn much at all.

"Okay, I'll drink."

Hearing Yang Guoqing's relief, Yang Yinyin sighed beside him. He looked at his daughter with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Comrade Song and Xiaotuanzi, please stay here for dinner this morning. I'll ask Yang Yinyin to go buy some groceries."

Yang Guoqing took the initiative to keep her, but Song Zhiya pursed her lips.

"Tuanzi, would you like to stay here for dinner? Grandpa's cooking is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

"Okay!" Tuanzi nodded and winked at Song Zhiya.

A wise child is better than his mother.

How could Song Zhiya not know what Tuanzi was thinking? He must be trying to persuade Yang Guoqing to go out for a walk.

To be honest, I think so too.

Because Yang Yinyin is really a very good person.

Having lived two lives, Song Zhiya can sense the malice and kindness in some people.

"Okay, let's stay for dinner."

"I want to ask, uncle, how do your legs feel now? Do you have any sensation as usual? Are they numb?"

"Does it react to the cold weather?"

Song Zhiya learned from Lu Nanfeng that Yang Guoqing's legs were seriously injured, one of which was broken. Although it was later reconnected, he could only limp.

The other unbroken leg had lost sensation and was almost completely limp, so he could only use the limping leg.

The broken leg supports the sick leg.

This is why he had no desire to go out and talk to anyone.

Yang Yinyin never thought that Song Zhiya would actually ask about her father's legs. She stood up and winked.

Sometimes I would help Yang Guoqing with some things at home, such as cleaning his room and washing his clothes.

But whenever Yang Yinyin did these things, Yang Guoqing would be very angry.

I would feel that he was pitying me and not treating me as a normal person.

Often get angry.

Other than that everything is normal.

Yang Guoqing didn’t know how to cook before because he was injured and stayed at home. Yang Yinyin brought him food from the military hospital every day, and he couldn’t bear it.

I forced myself to cook, and later I became skilled at it.

After practicing for a long time, my skills are really good.

Song Zhiya pretended not to notice Yang Yinyin's look and continued to ask, "Is it like this for a long time, or does it change occasionally? Uncle, can you tell me about it?"

"I not only know how to make medicinal food, but I also have some research on acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine."

Song Zhiya took out her tool kit and said, "But I just learned it not long ago. If uncle doesn't mind, can I show it to you?"

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, the room fell silent. Yang Guoqing had a tense face and no one knew what he was thinking.

Yang Yinyin swallowed her saliva.

"dad."

"Dad!" Yang Yinyin was a little scared. What if her father stood up and told Song Zhiya and Tuanzi to get out the next second? She would be really embarrassed to see them again in the future.

"Dad, don't be silent. Then we can just not watch it. Don't be angry!"

Yang Yinyin persuaded him from the side, and Tuanzi gently pulled Yang Guoqing's sleeve and shook it twice, "Grandpa, Mom's medical skills are very good."

I don’t know how much time has passed, even Song Zhiya feels that the atmosphere has become tense, but she is still nervously waiting for Yang Guoqing’s answer.

The reason why Yang Guoqing was reluctant to go out was that he was actually looking forward to the day when he could be cured.

But after seeing the doctor in the hospital, he knew it could not be cured, so he lost hope.