Mrs. Sun returned to Yang Huazhong's room with the steaming cornmeal batter. Yang Huazhong raised his hand towards Mrs. Sun and made a silencing gesture.

Mrs. Sun was surprised and turned around to see her daughter lying beside Yang Huazhong's bed, asleep with her face turned sideways.

"Why did this child fall asleep like this?"

Mrs. Sun muttered something, put the corn paste on the table aside, turned around and walked towards Yang Ruoqing.

"Our daughter is exhausted."

Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.

Mrs. Sun sighed softly and gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's soft hair, "My daughter has lost weight, and her cheeks have become smaller."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "This child knows how to worry about things."

"My daughter is asleep, what should I do with the cornmeal paste?" asked Sun. "How about I take her back to the house to sleep?"

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "It's better to wake her up and take a few bites. The child has been tired for a day and her stomach is empty. It's not good for her health to sleep like this."

"Sure." Sun pressed her cheek against Yang Ruoqing's and called softly several times.

Yang Ruoqing woke up and turned around, finding that she was actually talking to her father and fell asleep without realizing it.

She was a little surprised. She was an agent. Where had her vigilance gone?

Looking up, there was a big oil lamp burning in the room, and right in front of me were the loving and honest smiles of my parents.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

It was family affection that made her let down her guard and trust her completely, so she fell asleep unconsciously.

"Qing'er, the corn is cooked. Eat a bowl before going to bed."

Mrs. Sun brought a bowl of cornstarch to Yang Ruoqing with a smile. Under the dim light, the cornmeal shone golden.

She lowered her head and took a sip. It smelled so good.

"Mom, dad, where's yours?" Yang Ruoqing suppressed her saliva and asked.

"Both." Mrs. Sun smiled.

The family nestled beside Yang Huazhong's bed, each holding a bowl of fragrant and sweet corn paste in their hands, and had a full meal.

After eating and drinking, Mrs. Sun brought hot water, helped Yang Ruoqing soak her feet in hot water, and then urged her to go back to the house to sleep.

"Mom, if you fall asleep just after eating, you will gain weight. I have to eat."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

In modern times, faced with this bucket-like figure and piles of fat, she had already formulated a careful and devilish weight loss plan.

But now, there is no need to formulate any weight loss plan.

This family didn't even have enough to eat. In order to make a living, she went up mountains and rivers, dug wild vegetables and prepared eels. She was so busy that her feet never touched the ground.

The reason for fat accumulation is that the heat intake by the body is not proportional to the daily loss, and the remaining calories are converted into fat over time.

But now, she is very busy every day, and almost everything she eats is light, low-calorie crude fiber.

After a period of time, even if she did not deliberately lose weight, in the eyes of Uncle Wu and Sun, they still found that she had lost weight. That was the reason.

"Dad, let me rub your legs."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and sat beside Yang Huazhong's bed.

"Qing'er, you're tired today, so don't rub your legs for daddy," Yang Huazhong said distressedly.

"It's nothing, I'm not tired from rubbing my legs."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, uncovered Yang Huazhong's quilt and began to rub his legs.

During this period, no matter how busy she was during the day, Yang Ruoqing would spend half a quarter of an hour massaging Yang Huazhong's legs before going to bed every night.

This was an important step in her plan to treat his leg injury.

She has an original massage technique that stimulates and awakens the injured leg nerves by massaging the large joints of Yang Huazhong's legs.

Then use silver needles to prick acupoints and medicine and stones to be applied externally or internally. Yang Huazhong will definitely be able to stand up successfully.

Yang Ruoqing will work hard to make money. Next time she goes to the town market, she will go to the pharmacy to look for medicinal materials so that Yang Huazhong can stand up as soon as possible.

"Qing'er, it's better not to be rubbed by your father."

Mrs. Sun hesitated for a moment and then persuaded in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing paused for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Mrs. Sun, "What?"

"Your dad said that his leg has been hurting a little bit over the past two days and nights. The front end hasn't hurt yet."

Mrs. Sun said with a worried look, her daughter has good intentions, but this pain is nothing to worry about.

Yang Huazhong originally wanted to intercept Sun's words, but he didn't have time.

The man's thoughts are the same as Sun's. He knows that his daughter means well and does not want to embarrass her.

Therefore, even if he felt a little pain in the middle of the night after rubbing it, the man still endured it and did not want to tell his daughter.

At this moment, when Ms. Sun couldn't help but say what she said, both of them regretted it at the same time and looked at their daughter's face with worried expressions.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what they said, Yang Ruoqing not only did not feel any embarrassment or self-blame, but her eyes actually lit up.

"Dad, what my mother said is true. Your legs really hurt a little at night."

She asked Yang Huazhong with excitement on her face, and she couldn't help but grin.

The couple was stunned for a moment, looking at each other, and then Yang Huazhong nodded dullly.

Yang Ruoqing was so happy that she jumped three feet high.

"Dad, Mom, it's really great."

"ah"

It hurts

The couple was confused.

"Dad, Mom, if it hurts, it means that my dad's leg has feeling and there is hope. If it doesn't hurt, it's just a piece of rotten wood without feeling," Yang Ruoqing said excitedly.

Yang Huazhong and Sun suddenly came to their senses.

The man was so shocked that the muscles on his face were twitching violently. Mrs. Sun was so excited that she clasped her hands together and murmured a prayer: "The Bodhisattva will appear and bless Father Qing'er to stand up."

"Qing'er, what are you talking about? Could it be that your massage worked?"

Yang Huazhong, who calmed down a little, began to think about this issue.

Just as Yang Ruoqing was about to open her mouth, Mrs. Sun jumped in and said, "It was our daughter's filial piety that moved the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva blessed her."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing were both stunned for a moment, and then the man smiled heartily.

Since Yang Huazhong fell, he has also smiled, but always with a forced smile.

The laughter tonight was truly from the heart.

"Dad, if you believe me, I will continue to massage you and get you medicine to make sure you can stand up."

"Daughter, whatever you want to do, dad will let you do it. It's okay if you can't stand up. Dad admits it. You are so sensible and capable. Dad can rest assured even if he lies down for the rest of his life."

The man's voice was a bit rough, but he spoke the truth.

Not being willing to give in is not because you are worried.

Now that my daughter can stand up, I don’t have anything to worry about. As for whether she can stand up, the man doesn’t dare to have high expectations yet. He’s afraid of failing and being sad again.

Yang Ruoqing naturally saw what her father was thinking, and she understood. However, she would never allow herself to fail.

"Mom, dad, it's settled. We won't go to the old village doctor from now on. I'll treat my dad's leg." Yang Ruoqing said.

"As for why I know how to heal my legs, this is all taught by the Bodhisattva who cured my madness. The secret cannot be leaked. Don't ask too much. Don't say too much when asked by outsiders. Is it possible?"

"Sure" they both nodded at the same time.

The daughter's life was given by the Bodhisattva. No matter how dull, loyal and honest the couple is, at this point, they would rather be liars. It is their duty to

I was very moved when I saw your words of defense in the book review area. Thank you for supporting me like this and trusting me. Xiaoyu is a man of few words, but I will silently listen to every comment and sentence you make.
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