At 10:30, Song Yiyuan woke up and went downstairs, and saw his wife massaging his grandmother's legs.
"Grandma, your legs got sore from a cold when you were young. Applying a plaster can only alleviate the pain. I'll give you a massage every other day, and then fumigate your legs with hot water soaked in mugwort. The disease won't recur in the next few years."
"Really? Qingqing, you can do this? My grandma has the same problem. Can I call her over and you can massage her too? Her legs hurt when it rains and she can't walk." Wu Fangnian said excitedly.
"I used to learn from an old doctor who was sent down to the village. I don't want my grandma to run around. If it's convenient for you, please take me to where your grandma is." Lin Qingqing replied while continuing to press her hand.
Wu Fangnian waved his hand: "My home is not far from here, just a few stops away."
She felt really embarrassed to bother Lin Qingqing and even come to her house specially.
"Okay, when I give grandma a massage, you can bring your grandma here."
"Okay, okay." Wu Fangnian saw that Grandma Song was comfortable and squinted her eyes, nodding repeatedly.
She seemed to see her grandmother's leg disease healed.
Grandma Song praised: "Qingqing's massage is really good. I feel that my knees are so warm that they can stretch back and forth. Xiao Si really found a treasure."
"Not only did I pick up a treasure, I also got a great bargain." Song Yiyuan said as he walked to the sofa in the living room.
Lin Qingqing turned her head to look at him, her eyes slightly red, the smile on her face not reaching her eyes.
It seems that it will be difficult to recover in a short time.
"Pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty." She ordered Song Yiyuan.
The man quickly picked up the cup on the coffee table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Lin Qingqing.
"Go cook, it's almost eleven o'clock." Lin Qingqing ordered again.
Find him something to do, and he won't think so much when he's busy.
Song Yiyuan's face turned serious, and he saluted and said, "As you command."
Then he marched to the kitchen.
Grandma Song smiled and said, "Qingqing in our family knows how to train men."
Lin Qingqing just smiled and said nothing.
At 12 o'clock, Grandma Song and her friends came to the table, and four dishes were already on the table.
Spicy and sour shredded potatoes, braised chicken nuggets, scrambled eggs with green onions, and sauerkraut stewed meat.
When Song Chengyu saw the pot of meat, he blinked and said, "Uncle, your cooking is much better than my mom's."
Grandma Song smiled and shook her head, thinking that her great-grandson was very cunning.
Song Yiyuan directly exposed his flattery: "How can you think my cooking is better than your mother's when you haven't even eaten it yet? You are not honest."
Song Chengyu pursed his lips and said, "My mom never puts meat in her cooking. This pot of yours is full of meat, so of course it tastes good."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the table burst into laughter.
Lin Qingqing chatted and laughed with the Song family. After lunch, it was already one o'clock.
Zhou Yingying and Zhuang Chaoyue didn't come back today, and Wu Fangnian couldn't take care of four children alone.
Song Yiyuan was responsible for coaxing Song Chengyu to sleep, Grandma Song took care of Song Yunhui's daughter Song Lingle, Lin Qingqing took care of Zhuang Chaoyue's daughter Song Lingshao, and Wu Fangnian took care of her own child Song Chengting.
At 1:10 in the afternoon, Song Yiyuan sent Song Chengyu and Song Chengting to school again.
Song Chengyu started kindergarten at the age of six, and Song Chengting started kindergarten at the age of four. They both went to the same kindergarten, which was just a few doors away from the military compound and was a kindergarten built specifically for the compound.
Song Lingle and Song Lingshao were one just three years old and one less than three years old, not yet old enough to go to school.
Grandma Song loved the children so much that she practically held them in her arms.
If there are few children in the family, the elders who are the next generation closer to the children will be more favored.
Many children are influenced by their father's words and deeds, and their three views have not been distorted.
Lin Qingqing felt a little sleepy because she didn’t take a nap today. She said goodbye to Grandma Song and went back to her room to rest.
When she woke up dazed at 3:30 in the afternoon, Song Yiyuan was sitting beside the bed, leaning over and staring at the ground in a daze.
She rubbed her eyes, sat up and asked, "Is Grandpa back?"
Song Yiyuan straightened up. "I just got back. The news of his death was broadcast at 4 pm. A memorial service will be held at the Great Hall of the People the day after tomorrow. The funeral will be extended to 15 days. By then, people all over the country can come and see his remains."
Lin Qingqing frowned: "It's summer weather in early September. How could the body be preserved for nearly a month?"
As far as she knew, medical technology in the 1970s was not yet sufficient to do this.
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