Chapter 93 Absence
Seeing Qin Qing's shocked expression, Tang Min found it a little funny.
"Don't underestimate this man. He actually has a miserable life and has had a rough life."
Qin Qing nodded.
It's really a miserable life.
He became blind at a young age.
He actually married a cruel person like his own mother.
With this figure and looks, it’s easy to find a girl like her.
Tsk tsk tsk.
After playing for most of the day and eating and drinking their fill, the three of them slowly headed back.
…
Early the next morning.
Qin Qing went to the toilet six times in a row throughout the night, and her face turned pale, which scared Old Lady Lu to death.
Qin Qing was sent to get an IV drip before daybreak.
Qin Qing, lying on the hospital bed, was in no spirit at all.
Lying there listlessly.
Old Mrs. Lu repeatedly confirmed, "Qingbaoer, are you really okay alone?" Because her third son was getting married today, everyone was busy and she had to hurry back as well.
Qin Qing waved his hand weakly after hearing this.
Just her current state.
Going to the restaurant is impossible, it will only cause more trouble.
Now I just want to lie down quietly.
Old Mrs. Lu blamed herself extremely.
I think it was because Qin Qing ate spicy noodles yesterday and drank too much cold water, which hurt her stomach.
Unfortunately, today is also my third son’s big day.
She really can't do everything in two places.
Qin Qing saw the old lady's dilemma.
He smiled obediently.
"Grandma, don't worry about me. I'll go straight home after the infusion. Don't worry."
Old Mrs. Lu had no other choice.
Looking at Qin Qing's current condition, there was no way she could go to a restaurant. Fortunately, the clinic was not far from the compound.
The nurse who checked the beds was also an acquaintance of the compound's chief.
Hearing this, he smiled and said to the old lady.
"Auntie, don't worry. I'll take the child home when I'm free. It's just a two-step walk."
Old Mrs. Lu had no choice but to put the things that might be needed at the head of her granddaughter's bed and hurried over to help.
…
Yangjia Village.
Ever since Ma Xiaoyan and others arrived.
Yang Liansheng's living standard has risen sharply.
There is no shortage of food at home now.
Just those things.
Ma Xiaoyan cooked food for the boy in different ways.
Yesterday, Yang Liansheng was just casually talking about steamed bread with Xiaoshan.
Today, cornmeal steamed bread appeared on the table.
The efficiency is so high that it is impressive.
Yang Liansheng reached out and picked up the steamed bread, hollowed out the bottom, stuffed two pinches of pickled vegetables in it, and handed it to the child.
Xiaoshan habitually looked at his mother, and at the instruction of his mother-in-law, he took the steamed bread and whispered, "Thank you, brother..."
Only three or four steamed buns were made in total, and neither he nor his mother dared to take any.
I only drank some sorghum residue porridge.
This alone made him quite satisfied.
It's much better than what I experienced before.
Holding the steamed bun in his hands, he sipped it like a little hamster, staring at the boy with his sparkling eyes, unable to hide his love for him.
Yang Liansheng handed the remaining steamed bread to Ma Xiaoyan.
She refused in panic.
But the boy forced it into the bowl.
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