They stayed with Mrs. Sun for a while, until Mrs. Sun prepared a bowl of vegetable and pork liver soup and brought it over. Seeing that Mrs. Sun had eaten it all, Yang Ruoqing and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Da Sun laughed and said: "It scared me to death earlier. As long as I can still eat it, I won't die."

"Sister, don't keep saying that word, it's unlucky..." Mrs. Sun stopped her, but it was too late, so she had no choice but to say.

Mrs. Sun waved her hand disapprovingly, "Hey, we don't have those taboos. I'm telling the truth. As long as your grandma can eat these things and eat them in her stomach, the bull head and horse noodles will not be able to drag her away. As the old saying goes,

That’s what he said.”

Sun was speechless.

Mrs. Sun on the bed had eaten and drank enough and seemed to be in better spirits.

She smiled and said: "Dajie's mother has this kind of character since she was a child, or else she is a tomboy!"

Everyone laughed.

Old Mrs. Sun said to everyone again: "It's okay for me. Let's all leave. My grandson's daughter-in-law, my grandson's daughter-in-law, it's hard for you two to stay with me, an old woman, from the beginning to the end..."

Huang Mao and Xiao Hua both blushed.

Huang Mao said: "Nai, what are you talking about? We are a family!"

Xiaohua had not officially married yet, so the words "granddaughter-in-law" made Xiaohua blush and dare not raise her head.

Mrs. Sun looked here with a smile and said to Mrs. Sun: "If the children have filial piety, let them follow them. If they are not allowed to accompany them, they won't feel at ease. Right?"

"Yes."

"Um!"

Huang Mao and Xiao Hua both responded quickly.

Ms. Sun smiled again and said to Mrs. Sun, "Mom, please rest for a while. I will bring you food at night so that I won't let you run away."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Okay, you can just discuss it. No matter who it is, I, the old woman, will have to eat it all, hahaha..."

Everyone was amused by Mrs. Sun's funny words, and the atmosphere in the room was more relaxed than before.

Old Mrs. Sun said: "I'll rest for a while, you all should leave."

Everyone nodded and exited the room one after another.

Old Mrs. Sun turned to look at Yang Ruoqing who had not left the bed yet, and smiled lovingly: "Why don't I, Qing'er, go play on my own?"

Play?

As soon as these words came out, Yang Ruoqing felt like she was back in her teens, still the silly fat girl who didn't know anything but just knew how to have fun.

"Granny, I'm already a mother of a child, and I'm not a child, so why are I still playing tricks!"

Yang Ruoqing came over and sat next to Old Mrs. Sun, and hugged Old Mrs. Sun's arm like a baby.

Mrs. Sun raised her hand with age spots and wrinkles and gently patted the back of Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"In Grandma Ga's eyes, no matter how old you are, you are still my silly and fat granddaughter," she said.

These words sounded really heart-warming, making Yang Ruoqing feel like a child again, able to act coquettishly in the arms of her elders.

"Granny, you must be well. I'm still looking forward to giving you a seventieth and eightieth birthday. When you are ninety and your teeth fall out and you can't eat, I will crush your muscles.

I’ll make chicken porridge for you to eat.”

"I'm still thinking about letting you attend our baby's wedding banquet and watch the baby give birth. Grandma, you must get better..."

Yang Ruoqing didn't know why, but she suddenly hugged Mrs. Sun's arm and talked a lot like a child.

Mrs. Sun smiled lovingly and raised her hand to gently stroke Yang Ruoqing's hair.

"Although you are my granddaughter, you are the first in the third generation of our grandson family. Your grandpa and I treat you as our own granddaughter."

"Even if your eldest aunt gives birth to Dajie and Xiaojie later, will Dajie be a little better? He is a boy and Xiaojie is a girl. Although they are their direct granddaughters, Grandma Ga just stopped talking and beat Xiaojie.

You and Xiaojie, your husband and I are on your side."

Hearing what Mrs. Sun said, Yang Ruoqing did not refute.

Because she has already obtained all the previous memories of the host, about the past, every time she goes back to Sunjiagou.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun made it as grand as the Chinese New Year. They took out all the delicious snacks that they had hidden away for a long time and gave them to her.

One time, my cousin Xiaojie got angry and said that they were not her grandparents, but her cousin's grandparents.

"Qing'er, don't worry, Grandma Ga is fine, didn't Uncle Fu say that before?" Mrs. Sun's voice then reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and sat up.

"Granny, what do you want to eat at night? I'll make it for you." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "Your mother said she would do it at night, so don't do it."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Then I'll do it tomorrow. What would Grandma Ga want to eat?"

Mrs. Sun thought for a moment and said, "I still have to take medicine. What can I take? Do I need to eat anything?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I can't eat anything spicy, but anything else is fine. Then I'll figure it out by myself later."

"Okay, as long as it's made by my Qing'er, Grandma Ga will like it."

…

After returning from Mrs. Sun's place, Yang Ruoqing came to Sun's side.

Mrs. Sun caught an old hen from the backyard and slaughtered it. Then she heated a bucket of hot water and put the old hen in the hot water bucket to scald it.

After the pores were opened, Sun quickly plucked out the chicken feathers.

When Yang Ruoqing came over, almost all the feathers of the chicken had been plucked out. She was used to seeing long-haired chickens running around the yard, but when she suddenly saw this naked chicken being carried by Mrs. Sun, she was really a little bit surprised.

funny.

"Qing'er is back? Hurry up and get me a bowl to catch the chicken offal." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing then hurried to the kitchen and brought a bowl over. It was filled with a large bowl full of chicken intestines, hearts, livers, etc.

"Wow, so many little eggs?"

Yang Ruoqin grabbed a big bunch, just like grabbing a bunch of grapes.

These are all eggs in the belly of the old hen that haven't had time to lay yet.

Sun said: "This old hen will be stewed later to replenish your body. I'm going to braise the chicken offal and small eggs to add vegetables to you. It just so happens that our baby likes to eat these small eggs the most."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, I'll bring the children over for dinner that night."

Mrs. Sun was very happy and said to Yang Ruoqing while picking up the old hen: "Uncle Fu said your grandma is fine, so I'm relieved. As long as she can eat, I'm not afraid. Qing'er, are you right?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "That's the truth, but..."

"But what?" Mrs. Sun stopped what she was doing and raised her head and asked.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly, hesitating a little as she didn't know whether to tell her bad guess.

"Qing'er, just say whatever you want. We and I have no outsiders!" Ms. Sun urged.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Sun: "Mom, I wish I was overthinking it, I'm just worried."

"Okay, let's make something for Grandma to eat first, but we have to pay more attention in the next few days."
Chapter completed!