"What's going on?"

Yang Ruoqing hurried to the bedside. Mrs. Tan was obviously dehydrated.

When Tan heard Yang Ruoqing's voice, she said feebly, and stretched out her hand to fumble towards the direction where Yang Ruoqing's voice came from.

Yang Ruoqing really didn't dare to hold Tan's hand closely, which had been wiped with several waves of feces.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun came over and held Mrs. Tan's hand.

"Mom, Qing'er and I are here, how are you doing now?" Mrs. Sun asked worriedly.

Tan said feebly: "My stomach will hurt after a while, as if there is a knife in it."

"I'm going to have a bowel movement after a while. There's nothing left in my stomach, but I still want to have a bowel movement."

In the middle of talking, Mrs. Tan screamed again.

"No, no, no, this is going to happen again, my old bones are going to fall apart, my God..."

Mrs. Tan cried and struggled to sit up from the bed. Here, Zhao Liuer quickly brought the toilet and placed it in front of the bed.

Mrs. Tan no longer cared about her image, and didn't care that her daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and granddaughter-in-law were all in front of her. She pulled down her pants and sat down...

From this moment on, Mrs. Tan refused to go to bed.

"I have to get up before I lie down for a while. I'm too lazy to climb up and down, so I just sit here."

Tan simply lay on the toilet unable to get up.

Old Yangtou and the others also knew everything about what happened in the east room.

I went from worry, to relief, to worry again...

Yang Ruoqing and Zhao Liuer came outside the house, leaving Mrs. Sun inside.

Lao Yangtou and Yang Yongzhi quickly gathered around, "Qing'er, what's going on with you?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I used to have constipation, but now I have diarrhea. I have diarrhea to the point of almost dehydration."

Old Yangtou said: "Then this is a slippery intestine. If it keeps slipping like this, it won't be good."

Yang Ruoqing said: "After much thought, I still have to invite Uncle Fu over. I can't control my face anymore."

Lao Yangtou said: "At this point, your life is about to be lost, why do you care about face?"

"Boy Zhi, if you are quick on your feet, go to Uncle Fu and ask him to come over and give you a doctor!" the old man said.

Yang Yongzhi turned around and ran out of the yard.

Here, Yang Ruoqing came over to dry the clothes she had just washed, and Zhao Liuer came over to help.

Yang Ruoqing asked Zhao Liuer, "Since I left before and now, Sister-in-law, what have you been doing to feed me?"

Zhao Liuer said: "Snow pear stewed with rock sugar!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Think about it again, is there anything else?"

Zhao Liuer thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"No more, nothing left," she said.

Yang Ruoqing was a little confused, "Logically speaking, the effect of stewed snow pears with rock sugar is not so immediate, right?"

"Third sister-in-law, is the bowl with rock sugar and snow pear still there? Let me take a look." She said suddenly.

Zhao Liuer smiled helplessly, "We've already had lunch, and the bowl of milk has been washed away long ago."

Yang Ruoqing said: "What about the earthen pot for stewing rock sugar and snow pears? Have you washed it?"

Zhao Liuer said: "I washed it too..."

Yang Ruoqing really wanted to roll her eyes, nothing happened.

"Is it simmered in the stove or cooked in an iron pot?" she asked next.

Zhao Liuer said: "No, it was stewed on a small stove."

"Quick, take me to see that small stove." Yang Ruoqing said.

Although Zhao Liu'er still didn't quite understand why Yang Ruoqing wanted to see the small stove, he quickly took Yang Ruoqing into the kitchen together.

"Here, it's this small stove." She pointed to the small stove in the corner and said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing came to the small stove and squatted down, then buried her head on the ground and looked for something carefully.

"Qing'er, what are you looking for?" Zhao Liu'er stood behind her and asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing didn't answer her, but soon, Yang Ruoqing let out a somewhat excited cry.

"Found it!" she said.

"What did you find?" Zhao Liu'er hurried over.

"Don't move." Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and made a gesture to Zhao Liu'er not to move forward.

Zhao Liuer immediately stopped on the spot.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out one hand and placed it on the edge of the small stove, and then used her other hand to gently scrape some powdery things on the small stove.

"I know why my breasts are dying like this." Yang Ruoqing said.

"It's because of this thing." She said, her eyes falling on the powder in her hand.

Zhao Liuer looked at it in surprise and asked: "What is this?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Croton powder."

"Ah? Croton?" Zhao Liu'er exclaimed.

Immediately, she thought of something and shook her head crazily, "Qing'er, it wasn't me who set it off. I don't even know this thing, and I don't even have it in my hand..."

"What is it that you didn't put there?"

An old and deep voice came over, and the two of them turned their heads and saw that it was Lao Yangtou who had come in.

"What are you two muttering about here?" Lao Yangtou looked a little unhappy and asked as he glanced at the two of them.

Yang Ruoqing came over, spread her palms and said to Old Yang, "Someone put croton powder into the rock sugar pear. I found it next to the stove."

"What?"

Old Yangtou frowned, stretched out his hand to twist a little of the powder, put it in front of his nose and smelled it for a few times, then stuck out the tip of his tongue to taste it.

The old man's face suddenly darkened.

"What nonsense, what nonsense, my third grandson's daughter-in-law, how could you put this in your milk?" Old Yangtou's majestic gaze suddenly fell on Zhao Liu'er.

"Do you know that if you put too much of this stuff, it will kill people? Look at your breasts!" the old man then scolded.

Zhao Liuer blushed so anxiously that her tears fell down.

"Sir, it's not me, it's really not me, I didn't let him go..." she defended with choked sobs.

"You cooked the food, not what you put in it?" He asked again.

Zhao Liu'er couldn't argue, and turned to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master, please stop scolding the third sister-in-law, she didn't let her go."

"We can see that she is doing her best to serve you. She has no bad intentions towards you."

When Yang Ruoqing said that, Zhao Liuer nodded repeatedly.

"Sir, I don't even know this kind of thing. I've never seen it before..." Zhao Liu'er explained again.

Old Yangtou was dubious.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Not to mention that the third sister-in-law doesn't know this thing yet, even if she does, and knows the function of this thing, she wants to put it in the rock sugar snow pear,"

"Then, for the sake of her breasts, she wants her breasts to come out as soon as possible, and she will definitely discuss with us how much to put in, and she won't just let them out without making any decisions. This is not consistent.

Common sense.”

"So, Sir, I can guarantee you that it is definitely not the third sister-in-law who put the croton powder, but someone else!" she said.

Old Yangtou let out a long sigh and looked at Zhao Liuer with no doubt in his eyes.

"Okay, I have wronged you. You are a good boy. You have done your best for me and your mother, and we both know it." He said.
Chapter completed!