Ye Qingqing didn't sleep all night; she was too excited to fall asleep. Today was an important day to verify whether Lu Mo's leg surgery was successful, so it was no wonder she couldn't sleep.
Lu Mo, the old man, and Lin Shufang also suffered from insomnia; everyone was sleepless that night.
Even Tie Dan, who could sleep soundly even if the sky fell, lost his first sleep in nineteen years of life. He counted ten thousand steamed buns, but the more he counted, the hungrier he became. So he got up and went to the kitchen, where he ate all the remaining food.
But I still couldn't fall asleep.
As dawn approached, Ye Qingqing groggily squinted her eyes. The first rays of sunlight streamed through the window, and the last remaining rooster in the yard began to crow.
The rooster's seven concubines all perished, leaving him as a lonely rooster. Yet, he never forgot his duty, a truly admirable story.
The loud crowing woke Ye Qingqing from her drowsy state. She glanced at her wrist, then jumped out of bed.
We need to go to the Lu family's house early today.
The hardworking old lady got up to work as soon as the rooster crowed for the first time. After Shen Yanhong's hand was broken, the kitchen returned to the old lady's hands, and the hard life of eating rice soaked in water with fermented bean curd and pickled vegetables resumed every day.
Although the food wasn't great, Ye Qingqing felt incredibly happy whenever she saw Shen Yanhong and Ye Hua's miserable state, and she was willing to eat pickled vegetables and rice porridge every day.
"He's been lying there like a corpse for three days and still goes to work. Does he really think he's some kind of high-class lady? He only lost one hand and he's pretending to be dead..."
The old lady's loud, forceful voice came from below. Shen Yanhong had broken her right hand, so she couldn't go to work at all. Ye Zhiguo had given her sick leave to recuperate at home.
But the hardworking old lady couldn't stand it. She thought, "Only one hand is missing, but the other hand is just as capable."
The old lady felt that Shen Yanhong was slacking off and was deliberately provoking her.
Since Shen Yanhong stopped working, the Ye family's refrigerator has been empty. In the past, Shen Yanhong's hands were always full when she came home, with meat, fish, and sometimes even shrimp. The refrigerator was always packed full.
But after three days without supplies, the refrigerator was suddenly empty, with only a few dead chickens left. This made the old lady, who was always confident in having enough food on hand, very dissatisfied.
Starting yesterday, the old lady has been giving a good scolding whenever she gets the chance, and she never speaks indirectly, but directly names names and scolds them clearly and openly.
"Mom, Yan Hong has broken her right hand, how can she go to work?" Ye Zhiguo said helplessly, his resentment towards the old lady deepening.
Since Shen Yanhong stopped going to work, not only did the quality of the meals at home decline, but even his lunch at work was no longer as good as before. He had to eat the same communal meals as everyone else, which couldn't compare to the special meals that Shen Yanhong prepared for him.
The old lady glared with her triangular eyes and yelled into Chen Yanhong's room, "Her left hand is broken too? Your mother injured her right hand before, and then it was harvest season, so I used my left hand to plant rice and harvest rice. Otherwise, how did you three brothers grow up?"
Ye Zhiguo felt a pang in his heart. It was true. He was already ten years old at the time. His mother's right hand was injured from too much work, and she couldn't even hold chopsticks. It was also the busy harvest season, and the family's three acres of land had to be planted, harvested, and dried as quickly as possible. They were running around like crazy.
The old lady didn't even have time to sleep. She would drag him and his younger brother to the fields to plant rice seedlings before dawn. She would use her left hand to do it, and after practicing for several hours, her left hand became as fast as her right hand.
Thinking of the difficult past, Ye Zhiguo felt a surge of indescribable emotions, and his resentment towards the old lady lessened somewhat.
My mother has really had a tough time. He finally achieved some success, so it's only right that he takes care of her.
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