Looking at his eldest son with full expectation! It’s thirty cents. I can’t waste it. I must drink it all!
Boss Zhao: ...
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, looking as heroic as if he were going to be executed. He planned to take a few gulps without tasting the liquid.
"puff……"
It’s so fucking hard!
The old woman's eyes sparkled, she remembered that when she was little she heard old people say that the better the medicine, the more bitter it was. Since this one was so bitter, it must be full of good stuff!
"Da Wen, drink it quickly! Don't leave any!" After drinking it, she asked to collect the residue and boil it again tomorrow. It would be a good medicine even if it was lighter.
Zhao Lao Da felt like he was living a life worse than death, and he really didn't have the courage to eat anymore. "Mom, is the doctor trying to trick me? Is he deliberately giving me this hard time?"
My tongue feels bitter and numb.
"Nonsense, how could that be? The bitterer the medicine, the better. You are too young to understand. Would your mother harm you? Drink it while it's hot!" As she said that, she wanted to pour it herself.
"No, no, no, I can do it myself!"
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, "Gudong gudong!" He finished it in one breath, and his heart ached.
"Here, have some candy!"
The corners of Boss Zhao's mouth twitched. He didn't want to eat it. No, he hated it and felt so disgusted. He was afraid that if he ate it, he would vomit it out after swallowing the medicine with great difficulty.
"Mom, eat it. Your son won't suffer anymore. You must have saved this candy for a long time. Eat it quickly." As he said that, Boss Zhao snatched the candy from her hand and quickly stuffed it into her slightly open mouth.
Emma, the candy almost went into his mouth, but finally it went into my mouth.
"Oh, you bad kid, why did you stuff candy into my mouth? I'm an old man, why should I eat it? I'm not taking medicine." As he said this, he was about to pick the candy out of his mouth.
Boss Zhao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly stopped her, "Mom, you eat it, you eat it. Your son is still young and there are always opportunities to eat candy. The good stuff must be kept for you and Dad."
The old woman was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears. What a filial son!
Wang looked at her husband with admiration and could not blame her mother-in-law for favoring him. His mouth was as sweet as honey.
At the beginning, wasn't she bewitched by his sweet words and charming appearance?
"Mom, I want to rest first." He stood in the room, unable to eat candy or speak because of the bitterness.
"You take a rest, take a rest, I'm going back to the house first. Old master, take good care of Dawen."
"Yes, mother, your daughter-in-law will take you out."
Otherwise, why would he say he wants to study? Look at the eldest brother, look at his wife, the third brother’s family is not even as good as theirs.
"Xiaoyu, take the medicine! Wait a moment, mother will bring a bowl of warm water so you can wash your mouth."
She had no fear of taking Chinese medicine, and she tasted a lot of it when she was learning how to identify Chinese medicines.
"Gudong gulp", I drank it all in one breath, then took two sips of warm water, it still tasted good, not too bitter.
"The third daughter-in-law, the third daughter-in-law!"
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Boss, keep the dregs and boil them again tomorrow."
"Ai!"
She followed the old woman's lead and said to Xiaoyu, "If you boil the medicine one more time, there will be four doses in total."
She will do the same tomorrow!
Zhao Xiaoyu lay in bed for three days. During these three days, her mother said that her father served her meals. To be honest, she still wasn't full, but at least it filled her stomach. The original body has a big appetite, it seems!
Every day, the cheap nanny would curse at her at the door, the curses could be as harsh as possible. Sometimes, my dad couldn't stand her anymore and would go out and have a quarrel with her. My uncle and his family returned to the county town yesterday. Before his death, I heard that he had taken away two chickens and two large bags of grain from his home.
The younger sister Lihua was only four years old when her nanny started to order her to do work, such as feeding chickens at home, weeding by the river, and catching insects. The old woman is not a human being. Even if she is exploiting child laborers, she shouldn't exploit them like this.
On the fourth day, the old woman had reached her limit and refused to let her lie down any longer. "There are so many things to do at home, and you two are not doing anything. You are guarding this sick girl every day. What do you want? Do you want to tire me to death? God, please open your eyes! I can't stand it any longer! There is no firewood left at home, just chop me up and use me as firewood!"
Zhao Xiaoyu: ...
Is she blind if anyone at home doesn't do any work? There was never a day when my parents didn't have time to work. Even my little sister was ordered around by her every day. Old hag, wouldn't it be unpleasant for you to see her lying in bed for a few days? Chopping wood seems to be the original job, oh, and also collecting grass for pigs.
"Mom, Xiaoyu's body is not well yet. Wait a few more days. I'll go chop firewood." Zhao Laosan looked at his daughter whose face was still pale. How could she get out of bed and work in this state?
"Is she not well? She eats big bowls of brown rice porridge every day, and you say she is not well? Are you kidding me? She is the ancestor, a lady, she can't do it, I am, I am! I am!" The old woman cursed and took a step towards Zhao Dashu, thrusting her chest against him. Zhao Dashu could only step back step by step.
"Zhao Laosan, you are so unfilial, aren't you afraid of being struck to death by thunder?"
It was really eye-opening to see someone cursing her own son's mother like that. Song stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do. Little Lihua huddled at the door, pouting her lips, wanting to cry but not daring to.
Zhao Dashu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Dad, Mom, I'm almost well. I'll go chop wood now." He went up the mountain and tested the space to see what functions it had.
"Xiaoyu!"
"Mom, I'm fine."
"I told you she was pretending, just pretending! You just didn't believe me and insisted on pampering her. Oh, here's the money for two prescriptions!" He slapped his thigh with an exaggerated expression.
Zhao Xiaoyu was really speechless. It was a pity that the old woman didn't perform a ritual to exorcise the gods.
"If you can't cut it, go home. Don't cut too much. You are weak and can't lift it. Don't try to be brave."
"Ai!"
My cheap dad is a kind man, not a bad person.
"You can't carry anything. If you don't carry two baskets today, you won't have dinner tonight!"
Zhao Dashu stared at his mother and said, "Mom, if you push Xiaoyu a little harder, I will accompany her to chop wood and do farm work today. You can wait for your eldest brother to come back."
The old man at the door coughed a few times and scolded, "Why don't you come out quickly? The child is just getting better. What are you doing?"
Oh my god, there was a spectator at the door of love. If the situation was not right, he would stop the loss immediately. Where did the old man learn such a sinister trick?
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