He went to Zhongmu clinic to get the medicine with money and prescriptions weighing as much as a kilogram.

After Tang Peijun left, Peng Jiayao looked at Tang Huai with complex eyes: "don't you hate us very much? Why are you willing to take out three hundred at once?"

Tang Huai turned around, Leng Kan Peng Jiayao: "Now you're just a patient of mine, and there's no hate or no hate. If you want to live longer, keep a good attitude and mood for me. Since my aunt's first birth, you've targeted her, scolded her and bullied her everywhere. What did you get in the end? You've been scolding me for being stupid and useless. In the end, what did you get and what did I lose? Grandma Tang Ying, don't you think what you did before is superfluous Are you? Living well is better than anything. "

"Last time I went to the county, I was sad if Youming didn't pay me to see a doctor, eat or sleep." Peng Jiayao road. But she has been so tough all her life. She can't admit her mistake to Tang Huai and ask Tang Huai to provide for her old age.

In the county, seeing Tang Huai and Tang Li, she lived happily. There were fish and meat for meals. Before worrying about money, she regretted that she loved them. Why not Tang Huai and Tang Li.

While regretting, she was angry to see that Tang Huai respected and loved his grandfather who was not related by blood, making him happy and happy in his later years.

Think Tang Huai is a white eyed wolf, a cruel girl, leaving her own grandparents to raise an old man who is not related by blood.

The more rich Tang Huai was, the more regretful Peng Jiayao was. The more regretful she was, the more angry she was with Tang Huai. Therefore, as long as Tang Huai appeared in front of her, she couldn't help scolding her. After scolding, she regretted more.

Such contradictions have been circulating, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger.

Now, in her most difficult, fearful and helpless time, Tang Huai stretched out her hands and pulled her.

Peng Jiayao's mean and hateful heart suddenly softened. She looked at Tang Huai, but the smiling face of Tang Youxin as a child kept appearing in front of her.

Gradually, Peng Jiayao's tears spilled over his eyes and blurred his eyes, but Tang Youxin's smiling face as a child was clearer and shook in front of her eyes.

She should have regarded Tang Huai as Tang Youxin. She looked at Tang Huai with tears, Sobbing: "you are the youngest son of my aunt, and my child is a little sweetheart. Your aunt and father have loved you since you were young. You are more obedient and clever than your eldest brothers. The girl your aunt asked you to marry has a large family and a good family situation. You don't listen and have to marry Liu Xiaoyu. Although Liu Xiaoyu's family conditions are excellent, it started from a place. Our descendants hate landlords. You don't know how many landlords were buried alive..."

"After you married Liu Xiaoyu, your heart was on her. You had a daughter-in-law and forgot your mother. My favorite son didn't listen to me in the end. Can I not be angry? Can I not hate Liu Xiaoyu? In fact, after you died, my mother was locked in the house and cried for a long time..."

Tang Huai stood there, quietly listening to Peng Jiayao's words, watching Peng Jiayao look more and more sad and miss more and more. Tang Huai frowned and glanced at the room.

There was no one in the room except them. How could the old woman stare at her and keep saying strange things?

"Is she dazzled and thinks of me as my father?" Tang Huai's secret way.

Many seriously ill people will have hallucinations, which Tang Huai can understand.

Tang Huai didn't interrupt Peng Jiayao either. He stood there and listened quietly until Tang Peijun caught the medicine and came back.

Tang Peijun came into the house, went to Tang Huai and asked, "Tang Huai, how can I endure this?"

Tang Huai took the medicine: "I'll fry it. There's one medicine to be put in the back. You can talk more with her here and make her happy."



Tang Huai sat in front of the stove, bored with a piece of firewood, knocking on the ground.

This is Peng Jiayao's kitchen. I don't know how long I haven't done hygiene. The four walls are blackened by firewood smoke.

In the corner, on the heel tile roof, there are spider webs everywhere, and the spider webs are black.

The small windows, no light at all, and the dark walls make the kitchen even darker.

There should be no food to eat at ordinary times. The special pot for cooking has not been used for several days and is rusty.

In the past, when Yang Hongxing was in, he would clean the kitchen. It has been two years since Yang Hongxing went to the county seat and died.

Over the past two years, Peng Jiayao's health has been getting worse day by day. He is not in the mood to clean the kitchen.

As a child, Tang Huai thought the kitchen was wide and comfortable.

It should be that she has experienced a lot, the people are also big, and the vision is also big. Now she feels that the kitchen is too narrow for people to turn around.

Sitting in front of the stove, watching the fire and decocting medicine, you can get warm again, and you can hear the dialogue between the two in the main room. It's quite another mood.

Tang Peijun: "do you remember when you were in the production team? In order to compete for work points, you had to farm with a big stomach. Once, you stepped on cow dung and fell, and almost ate a mouthful of cow dung."

Peng Jiayao: "of course I remember. I fell and had a stomachache at that time. I thought I had an abortion. The worst thing is you. You see so many women laughing in the village, and I don't help me."

Tang Peijun: "do you remember the monkey in our village?"

Peng Jiayao: "monkey? Is it the boy who was killed by the whole villagers not long after I married you?"

Tang Peijun: "it's him. At that time, we were all hungry. Ah Hou went to the sweet potato field to steal sweet potatoes at night and was caught. The leader of the production team rushed over with the villagers angrily. Everyone took a pole and hit a stick. In the end, he couldn't live. I heard that ah Hou was injured that night and left our village. Someone said he was dead, and his family buried him secretly."

Peng Jiayao: "now when you talk about it, I think he's really pathetic. One sweet potato loses one life."

Tang Peijun sighed: "at that time, life was so hard. How many babies were born without milk and starved to death? Now life is slowly getting better. Look at our village, all men who go to the coal mine to dig coal have money to eat. They began to build buildings. There is no need to worry about the collapse of the tile roof in rainstorm and typhoon."

Peng Jiayao: "other people's lives are better, our lives are getting worse and worse, and you are old again. Otherwise, you can also go to the mine to dig coal to make money."

Tang Peijun: "you said that in ten or eight years, will people's life get better and better? There are buildings like village heads everywhere?"

……

Hearing this, Tang Huai chuckled.

In the future, there will be more than buildings like the village head's house everywhere?

In the future, high-rise buildings, luxury cars, planes and high-speed railways can be seen everywhere

Jing Xuan, who came in with a bucket, just heard Tang Huai's laughter.

He went up to her and squatted down. He looked at her tenderly. "What are you laughing at?"