Mrs. Huang also wiped her eyes.
“My dear daughter will definitely be fine. When she was little, that wandering monk even told her fortune, saying that our dear daughter has a life of wealth and honor.”
It's not time to enjoy life yet, how could anything happen to us?
"My dear child, let Grandma see where you feel unwell."
Mrs. Huang placed her hands on Zhao Qingyan's shoulders, her eyes scanning her granddaughter like radar.
Zhao Qingyan smiled faintly.
"Grandma, I'm fine."
Now, apart from feeling a little dizzy, only the wound hurts a bit.
Huang slapped his thigh,
"Oh dear, my sweet girl, you should go inside and lie down."
This head injury is too much to handle, third brother, what are you doing curling up in the house?
My sweet girl is awake, what are you still doing hiding in the room?
Go and make something for my sweet girl.
Oh well, never mind.
Eldest son, go and cook some porridge for my sweetheart.
"It has to be thick; if we rely on her own mother, my dear daughter will starve to death."
Aunt Wang Caixia readily agreed.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
"Mother, do you think we should steam another egg for our third daughter?"
"Okay, go to my room and get it yourself."
Huang replied, and then pulled Zhao Qingyan back to her room to rest.
The granddaughter woke up, and the old lady regained her spirits, no longer sighing and complaining as before.
"Everyone, disperse."
Look at this messy yard, let's clean it up quickly.
Third brother, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and tidy up the yard.
Second brother, second brother's wife, hurry up and take the children to the fields to harvest the remaining grain.
"Eldest brother, go to the village chief's house and finalize the matter of borrowing the ox to press the roller..."
After Huang gave a series of instructions, there was no one else in the courtyard except Zhao Minggeng, who was bent over and trying to move heavy logs.
Including the grandchildren of the eldest son's family, 4-year-old Da Bao and 2-year-old Daya.
She had already followed her great-grandmother into her third aunt's room, swaying and unsteady.
Zhao Qingyan felt both amused and exasperated by Huang's careful protection.
"Grandma, I'm not that delicate, don't worry."
I'm just a little dizzy, but it's bound to hurt since I bumped my head.
Ms. Huang didn't really believe her granddaughter's words of comfort, and of course, she felt even more guilty when her granddaughter fainted.
"My dear girl, it's Grandma's fault that you fainted today."
The sun was so strong, and you were still a child, yet you were doing the work of an adult man.
It's the milk's fault.
Just because you're strong, they've forgotten you're still a child!
Take a good rest; I can't push myself like that again.
You're finally awake.
Grandma's heart isn't so heavy with worry anymore.
As she spoke, Ms. Huang patted her chest to relieve the discomfort caused by her worries that day.
At Huang's insistence, Zhao Qingyan lay down again.
With Huang's pats, it quickly fell asleep.
Seeing that her granddaughter was asleep, Huang quietly stood up, intending to go out, but when she turned around, she was startled by herself.
Unexpectedly, Ma stood silently behind her.
He patted his chest.
He gritted his teeth and dragged Ma's arm out of the house.
Just as Ma was about to scream as the old lady was pulling her like that, Huang quickly covered her mouth.
"You damned woman, if you dare to make a sound, I'll break your legs."
You lazy good-for-nothing.
Tell me, did you ask my sweet girl for food again?
You know perfectly well that she's strong and eats a lot, yet you insist on taking food from her; you're trying to kill her.
That's your own child. Why do you dislike him so much?
Do you think your head got kicked by a donkey, or is it filled with water?
Don't try to justify yourself.
The doctor said that my daughter fainted because she was hungry.
I know exactly how much food I give her each day, and it's the same as always.
In the whole family, no one else but you would do something as disgusting as snatching food from a child.
Let me tell you, my darling is injured this time, so you'd better take good care of her.
The clothes were washed every day, and the bedpan was emptied for the child.
If you dare to slack off, I'll cut off your food supply.
Threatened by her mother-in-law, Ma dared not argue back. She only dared to pout secretly when Huang turned away.
"Hmph, when something goes wrong, they blame it on me."
"I refuse to believe you didn't notice when I asked that brat for food!"
Ma thought his whispers were quiet, but Huang, who had grown up in the mountains, could hear them clearly.
Hearing Madam Ma's nagging, Madam Huang turned around, glared at Madam Ma fiercely, and then went back to the main room.
Upon entering, he saw Zhao Qianci sitting at the table smoking a pipe, but he didn't say anything.
Anyone who's lived a lifetime can tell at a glance that this old man is secretly wiping away tears.
The men in this family all have this habit of urinating like cats whenever they need to; it must have been inherited from that old man.
They didn't say anything.
"My sweet girl is asleep. Apart from feeling a little dizzy, she's fine."
He seems quite energetic, and speaks fluently; he hasn't been seriously injured.
Upon hearing Huang's words, Zhao Qianci rolled his eyes at the old woman.
"Nonsense. How could my darling daughter be stupid? Even if you're stupid, she can't be." He said with a hint of reproach.
"Pfft. Yes, I'm stupid, alright? You old geezer, all you do is yell at me."
"Old man, do you think what happened today confirms what that old monk said back then: 'Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune'?"
Zhao Qianci puffed on his pipe.
"Who can say for sure! But today's events are a disaster."
When I pulled Nannan back, I checked, and our darling was indeed no longer breathing.
"What? You old fool, don't scare me. Why didn't you tell me?"
Huang stared wide-eyed at Zhao Qianci and growled in a low voice.
"What did you say? Why do you think I asked the third brother to bring out my coffin?"
"Didn't we just think our precious daughter was gone?" Zhao Qianci's voice choked with sobs, and his eyes reddened again.
Seeing that the old man was about to cry again, Huang felt bad.
Didn't she also secretly kowtow before the ancestral tablets for a long time, praying for her granddaughter's well-being, without her family's knowledge?
Otherwise, why would the old lady have to tie a whole piece of cloth around her head to cover the redness and swelling on such a hot day? She must be feeling hot too.
The elderly couple sat on opposite sides of the eight-immortal table, quietly discussing their granddaughter's day.
"I think our little girl has survived this close call."
From now on, no matter what fate holds for our precious daughter, we must take good care of her.
The third son's family member is unreliable.
"Over the years, if it weren't for our good daughter keeping her in check, the third house would probably have been emptied out long ago."
Zhao Qianci chatted with his wife.
Mrs. Huang smiled and nodded.
"Our little darling is a real little devil; she's been able to keep her own mother in check since she was three years old."
Do you remember?
The first time the little girl crumpled the third son's silver hairpin into a ball, it scared the third son's wife so much that she never dared to leave her clothes unwashed again.
"How could I not remember!"
And when my daughter was five, the third son's wife pretended to be sick and refused to work in the fields.
The girl found her secret stash of money hidden in the mouse hole.
"Let me go and hire people to farm the land. Hahaha..."
The elderly couple couldn't help but laugh when they recalled the scenes of their granddaughter's battle of wits with her mother, and their mood was no longer as gloomy as before.
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