Li Qingmei left home early and arrived at Shangquan Village in Quanshan Brigade as soon as the sun rose.
When we arrived, the old lady had already packed a small bag and was sitting on a wooden stool by the door, squinting her eyes to see which way she was coming.
He stood up as soon as he saw his eldest daughter Li Qingmei.
Li Qingmei tied the donkey to the big elm tree at the door, and came over to take my mother's bag and put it on the cart. Qiu Yuling was about to climb down dejectedly, but was blocked by her.
"You won't go down. Mommy will go in and give you some water. After you drink it, we'll hurry back."
"Is Lingling sick?" The old lady asked with concern as she looked at Qiu Yuling's pale face sitting on the cart.
"No, she was young and inexperienced, and hadn't ridden in a donkey cart many times before. I thought we'd go faster, but she got carsick."
Mother Qiu picked up the pumpkin buns she had brought with her and walked towards the kitchen while speaking loudly to her mother.
After hearing this, the old lady also walked back.
"Hey, Mom, why are you here too? Just wait outside. I'll give her some water and put down the bowl, and that's it."
Li Qingmei put the buns on the chopping board, turned a basin upside down, rinsed a bowl, and poured out a bowl of cold tea. As a result, she almost bumped into her mother who was also walking in.
"I'm slicing ginger for Linglingwa. We still have a way to go back. Ginger in my mouth will make me feel better on the way back."
As the old lady spoke, she cut a few slices of ginger and wrapped them up in the small handkerchief she carried with her.
Qiu Yuling drank the water and sipped some ginger as she was told. Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, Qiu's mother helped her mother to sit on the cart, fastened the door and locked it, raised the whip and with a "bang", she set up the donkey cart again.
Perhaps it was because the old lady and the driver, Qiu's mother, drove the car steadily, or perhaps it was the ginger that worked, but on the way back, Qiu Yuling no longer felt the pain she felt when she came. Gradually, she was able to join in the conversation and ask questions from time to time when listening to her mother and grandmother chatting.
By the time the carriage returned to Qiu Village, Qiu Yuling was already full of energy.
As soon as she entered the yard, she jumped out of the car first and helped her grandmother get down. After her grandmother sat on the small chair under the grape trellis, she happily ran to bring her grandmother a bowl of jelly that had been washed last night.
After Li Qingmei delivered her mother's luggage to the empty room next to Qiu Yuling, she drove the donkey cart to return it to Master Qiu Wuye.
After paying off the debt, he never came back and went out to work.
After her grandmother finished eating the jelly, Qiu Yuling took the old lady to look at the houses one by one.
"This is my second brother's room. He's not here, so you can stay here first. Mother said we should have one room each for the four of us to avoid arguments later."
"The woodshed was renovated when the house was built. I cook here when it's hot. Grandma, I can cook now. I'll make delicious food for you every day."
After looking at the front yard, he helped the old lady to the backyard.
Qiu Yuling showed the old lady her manual "washing machine", and the old lady looked at it with great interest.
When she saw that Qiu Yuling's family not only raised chickens and pigs, but also sheep, the old lady suddenly felt that her eldest daughter's family was really making some progress now.
"Grandma, the wool can be spun into yarn and used to knit you a sweater."
The old lady was happy to watch and listen, and would occasionally say a few words.
When Qiu Yuling heard that the old lady could spin yarn by herself, she was really surprised.
She secretly thought that she had a keen eye. She had long felt that her grandmother was a folk artist, and she wondered how many surprises she didn't know about.
After looking at even the rabbit's nest, Qiu Yuling helped the old lady sit on a wooden stool in the backyard, and she carried a small basket and went in to pick vegetables.
The early summer sun was warm. The old lady used her hands to keep cool and looked at her granddaughter in the vegetable garden, who was wearing blue overalls and two small pigtails. She seemed to see herself at that time.
She had experienced everything in her life. She was first pampered, but then her family fell into poverty. Before she had the chance to be mistreated by the world, she met her short-lived old man. The two of them survived all the gray years and finally welcomed a new home and country, but in the end she became a widow again.
She never expected that she could still wait for the peaceful days today.
After picking the vegetables, Qiu Yuling saw the old lady leaning against the firewood pile and taking a nap.
"Grandma, you are tired, let's go inside and sleep."
The granddaughter's crisp words woke the old lady who was immersed in memories.
She took Qiu Yuling's hand, supported herself on a pile of firewood, and stood up, saying, "I'm old now. I can fall asleep anywhere I go, but I can't fall asleep lying on the kang."
Qiu Yuling has never taken care of an elderly person, but she has indeed heard of the three characteristics of old age: greed for money, fear of death, and lack of sleep!
She smiled and took the old lady to the front yard as if she was coaxing a child.
The sun was a little lower than its previous position, so she moved the chair again and found a good position where the old lady could get some sun but not be too exposed to the sun, and then she settled her grandma there.
This was the first time that the two of them had spent such a long time together. Moreover, now that they were at Qiu Yuling's home turf, she thought that she must make the old lady feel comfortable and at home.
She used a small teapot to boil a pot of corn silk water for the old lady, boiling two bowls of corn silk water for one bowl. This recipe is best taken on an empty stomach, as it can cure dizziness, poor appetite, and excessive sleep, but it can also be taken now.
He also made a bowl of sour dates under the pretext of working, and waited until the evening to cook it into porridge with rice, and asked the old lady to drink it before going to bed every day. This porridge can nourish the heart and soothe the mind, strengthen the brain and calm the nerves, and also cure insomnia, which is very suitable for the elderly.
Grandma looked at Qiu Yuling who was busy like a moth, sometimes moving forward, sometimes moving backward, and finally laughed out loud.
"Lingling, come here." The old lady waved to her granddaughter.
Qiu Yuling put down her things and went over as she was told.
"Grandma, what's wrong? Do you want to go out for a walk?"
"No, you come and take a rest, don't work so hard, grandma is not hungry, it's still early for your parents to get off work, grandma will do it for a while, my child can rest more."
As he spoke, he pressed down the yellow hair on his granddaughter's head.
Everyone is concerned about the little hairs on her head, and Qiu Yuling has no good way to make them docile.
Her hair was not good before, but it has grown a lot better in the past year or so. But now there are a lot of broken hairs, especially like dandelions in the sunlight.
"Grandma knows an old recipe. You have roses in your yard, so we can make rose oil. I'm sure my Lingling's hair will be black and shiny in the future."
Rose dew can also be used to improve skin care, and rose jam can be used to make snacks...
The more her grandma described it, the more Qiu Yuling longed for it.
Her interest was immediately piqued, and her grandmother said she would do it, and the two of them finally got busy and had a lot of fun on the same channel.
Not only that, grandma also knows how to do henna. She doesn't just paint the entire finger with color as Qiu Yuling imagined.
Instead, henna powder is made through a series of processes and packed in a small porcelain bottle. If there is no bottle, it can be wrapped in oil paper. When using it, it is picked out with a sharpened wooden stick like a toothpick, mixed with water, and gently piled on the nails.
Don't remove the clay even after it dries completely. The longer it stays on your nails, the richer the color will be.
Qiu Yuling is already looking forward to it.
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