Ye Qingqing hadn't slept all night, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep at all, because today was an important day to verify whether Lu Mo's double leg surgery was successful, so it's no wonder she could fall asleep.

Lu Mo, the old man, and Lin Shufang also suffered from insomnia. This night, everyone had insomnia.

Even Comrade Tie Dan, who did not affect his sleep even if the sky fell, lost his first sleep in his 19-year life. He counted 10,000 buns. The more he counted, the more hungry he got. The meals are all made.

But still didn't fall asleep.

When it was almost dawn, Ye Qingqing narrowed his eyes in a daze. The first ray of sunlight entered the window lattice, and the only remaining big rooster in the yard began to croak.

The seven concubines of the rooster failed to survive and sacrificed honorably. Only he was left alone and widowed, and he still did not forget his work, which was a sigh.

The loud screeching woke up the stupefied Ye Qingqing. She raised her wrist and glanced at it, and got out of bed with a slap.

I have to go to Lu's house early today.

The industrious old lady got up to work as early as when the rooster crowing for the first time. Shen Yanhong's hand was broken, and the kitchen returned to the old lady's hand. Every day, she resumed the hard life of soaking rice with white water and fermented bean curd and pickles.

Although the quality of the food was not very good, Ye Qingqing felt extremely happy as long as she saw Shen Yanhong and Ye Hua's miserable state, even if she had pickled vegetables and pickled rice every day.

"It's been three days since I was dead, and I still went to work. I really thought I was my wife's life. I just pretended to be dead with a broken hand..."

There was an angry scolding from the old lady below. Shen Yanhong had broken her hand, but she still had her right hand, so she couldn't go to work at all. Ye Zhiguo asked her for sick leave to recuperate at home.

But the industrious old lady couldn't get used to it. She only had one hand broken, but the other hand was not as capable?

The old lady felt that Shen Yanhong was being lazy, and she deliberately protested against her.

Because since Shen Yanhong didn't go to work, Ye's refrigerator was empty. In the past, when Shen Yanhong came back every day, she never had an empty hand. It was either meat or fish, and sometimes even prawns. The refrigerator was full every day.

But there were no supplies for three days, and the refrigerator was suddenly empty, leaving only a few dead chickens, which made the old lady, who had always had food in her hands and had no panic in her heart, very dissatisfied.

Since yesterday, the old lady has scolded her whenever she gets the chance, and no one ever refers to Sang or Huai, she just names her by name, and her scolding is clear and open.

"Mum, Yanhong has broken her right hand, how can she go to work?" Ye Zhiguo said helplessly, complaining more deeply about the old lady in his heart.

Shen Yanhong does not go to work, not only the quality of the food at home has declined, but even his Chinese food in the work unit has not been treated as before, and he can only eat large pot dishes like everyone else, not the small kitchen dishes that Shen Yanhong prepared for him alone. Compare.

The old lady stared at Shen Yanhong's room and scolded: "She also broke her left hand? Your mother, I used to hurt my right hand, and I caught up with Shuangqiang, and I used my left hand to plant rice and cut rice, otherwise what about the three of you brothers? grown up?"

Ye Zhiguo felt a thorn in his heart. It really happened. He was in his teens at the time. The old lady's right hand was injured because of too much work. She couldn't hold the chopsticks. Seize the time to plant rice, cut rice and dry the grain, and get busy.

The old lady didn't even have time to sleep. She took him and the eldest brother in the middle of the night and went to the field to plant rice before dawn. The old lady used her left hand to do it. After a few hours of practice, her left hand became as fast as her right hand.

Thinking of the difficult past events, Ye Zhiguo felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart, and his complaints towards the old lady were lessened.

It's really not easy for the old lady. He finally made some progress. It is right to honor the old lady.

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