As soon as he reached the village entrance, everyone gathered around him and asked Zhao Dashu why he came at this time.
When their family was still a village, didn’t they say they would be a village later?
"Nothing. You're worried about me, aren't you? So you came to see her."
Everyone praised him as a filial son.
Zhao Xiaoyu watched his father fooling the villagers seriously without blushing at all.
The clan leader's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't believe him. Who could understand why he came here at this time? Why did he disappear again?
If he doesn't come to see his mother, then just keep on talking. Only these idiots will believe him.
Isn't it just to make money?
The three Zhao brothers were little bastards. With so many people here, they only made a small fortune for everyone and refused to reveal anything else.
He could only watch others get richer and richer, earning countless silver coins, while they could only eat brown rice soup at most, which was just barely enough to starve.
Why would my third brother take on such a scoundrel and heartless bastard?!
Even so, everyone still hangs around him and flatters him. How stupid of them to do so.
snort!
The old man snorted and was unwilling to give up. He would never get close to Zhao Dashu. He was not worthy!
Unless he gives the money he makes to the Zhao clan, give it to him!
After Zhao Dashu and the villagers finished their business, they went to Old Sun's courtyard.
He bought all the servants, and was the only one who gave rewards in private. The indentures were also in the hands of Zhao Dashu.
So in their hearts, Zhao Dashu is their real master, and Old Sun can only be regarded as the second master at most.
From then on, he could come in right away, and the doorman bent down all the way to escort him to the old woman's room.
"Third brother? Xiaoyu?"
The old woman on the kang rubbed her eyes. Why did she lose her eyes in broad daylight?
"Mom, my son is here!"
"Grandma, how are you doing lately?"
She was sure she was not blind and not dreaming. The old woman smiled like an old chrysanthemum. Her sons and granddaughters must be worried that she was not living well, so they came all the way from the capital to see her. It had only been a short time!
"Great, great, great! Seeing you makes me feel better."
Zhao Xiaoyu knew that her grandmother was being too sentimental, which was fine as long as she was easy to fool.
"Grandma, I see you've grown up quite well recently, and your face has gained some flesh."
She's gained a lot of weight, hasn't she? If she doesn't control her diet, she'll become a Maitreya Buddha.
Double chin appeared.
Old Sun laughed even more happily. Now she liked people to praise her for being fat, believing that fat people are blessed.
She touched her chubby face and said, "Have you gained weight? You lie in bed all day and never go out. You don't even know you've gained weight."
Zhao Dashu took a closer look and said with certainty, "He's gained a lot of weight."
The old woman smiled again and said, "I used to say that I was lucky, but your father was still mean to me. Look at him, when he died, he was just a bag of bones.
As for me, I eat well, sleep well, and look very blessed."
Zhao Xiaoyu was speechless and couldn't bear to look at Old Sun's innocent face.
What she eats now may be a death warrant.
He whispered to Huang, "Doesn't your mother have any dietary restrictions? Tell me what you usually eat."
Huang dared not disobey, "Miss, in the morning the old lady usually has two bowls of brown rice porridge and white rice porridge, two eggs, and a meat pie or two meat buns.
Lunch is usually a two-course meal of rice or noodles, with side dishes like chicken, fish, and meat. Evenings are pretty much the same. Every meal is usually a large bowl of rice with plenty of side dishes.
I also have a midnight snack before going to bed, most of the time it is a bowl of meat and egg dumplings, or wontons.
If she doesn't have anything to eat during the day, she'll eat about a box of snacks, some fresh fruit, some dried fruit, some sunflower seeds, and sometimes some candy. She eats very little candy, so we don't dare give it to her."
Zhao Xiaoyu clicked her tongue, so all she did all day long was eat.
Zhao Dashu was dumbfounded. No wonder he had a double chin in such a short time.
She could eat it before, but she was very active. After eating, she would run around the village gossiping, which was naturally a good way to kill time.
If you keep eating like this while lying still, won’t you end up stuffing yourself to death?
"Mom, did you eat too much?"
Old Sun blinked, "Really? I think it's just right. Lying down and unable to move my legs makes me want to stop talking."
Zhao Xiaoyu held her forehead with her hand. "Grandma, didn't you say you can't eat too much meat? You can't eat too much refined grains either. And you especially can't eat snacks and sugar."
Huang said that she was helpless as well, as her master would not listen to anyone's advice at all and would get angry and scold them if they didn't give her food.
Old Madam Sun felt a little guilty. "I eat two he of grain, not all fine grains. And for meat, ask Madam Huang, I rarely eat fatty meat anymore. I mostly eat lean pork or spareribs."
Didn't you say you could eat as much fish as you wanted? And chicken, too? So I really listened.
The snacks are the least sweet I can buy. Huang only gives me one candy a day, and at most I eat two. What do you think I eat? I don’t touch anything I can’t eat.
She really shouldn't be too good and is very obedient, okay?
Zhao Xiaoyu thought Old Sun was a bit too fat. Who grows so fast? He's not a pig.
"Dad, I'm afraid we need a doctor to take a look."
Huang hesitated for a moment. The master had already made an appointment with a doctor to see him once every two weeks.
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