Chapter 220 Lao Wang, Look at Your Legs!

"Grandpa Song, don't worry. Brother Song is in good health. He is a good worker in our production team. He is also a good eater. He can eat three bowls of rice after work. If he eats steamed buns, he can eat at least eight.

The work in the field has been too busy recently, but I estimate that in another month, our work in the field will not be so busy, and he may come to visit you."

Jiang Xiaoxiao found an excuse for Song Moting. Why does it take a month? Her coming to the county town proves that they have no work for production, and now is the most leisurely time.

Grandpa Song laughed happily.

"You are a good child. You are still making excuses for Song Moting. I know this child. Even if he has free time, he is unwilling to come to us. Isn't it because he thinks that we caused his mother to die. This child has a knot in his heart for us.

But in the end, it is us who are sorry for him. He lost his mother since he was a child. He has had a hard life for so many years."

When Jiang Xiaoxiao heard this, she immediately became gossipy.

There is no way, this is the nature of women.

Old man Wang poured wine into the glass in front of Old Song.

"Don't say anything. What's the point of bringing up such old things? You can't be blamed for what happened back then. Some problems are left over from this era. No one can say who is right or wrong.

Some of the good things were done by your wicked son. They weren't done by you. Can you control others? The child doesn't understand now. When he gets married and has his own wife and children, he will probably slowly understand your painstaking efforts."

"Okay, you are right. What's the point of bringing up old things? The past is over. We can only hope that the child will have a better life in the future. As grandparents, we can be regarded as worthy of his deceased mother."

The old man raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

He wanted to pour another glass, but Old Lady Song smiled and took the glass away.

"Don't drink anymore. The doctor said you have to stop drinking. This peach wine looks low in alcohol, but it's still wine. You still feel bad for your liver, but feel bad for yourself."

The old man shook his head, "Look, look, you control me everywhere. I told you to stay in Jingbei, but you came here. You've been controlling me all my life, and you won't let me relax for a while when I'm old."

The Queen Mother poured a glass for Mrs. Song, "Old Song, this is not Old Meng's fault. I heard about your liver a long time ago. The doctor said you can't drink alcohol, but you violated the principle and drank two glasses today.

If you drink more, it will be bad. You are not sincere to make us two feel uncomfortable, eat vegetables.

Auntie, steam the basket of crabs that the stinky boy brought back. Old Wang can't eat it. This time it's a bargain for Old Song and Old Sister-in-law."

Old Man Wang's eyes widened.

"Look, look, you have seen it. You bully me all day long in this family. You said that I have rheumatism and gout, and my favorite thing in this life is crab. This is great. When I am old, my son will show his filial piety to you. It is a bargain for you."

Old Master Song looked at Old Master Wang's legs.

Both of them knew that after so many years, they had many problems with the wind and rain, especially when the weather changed, it was simply pain on top of pain.

Don't look at Old Wang smiling with me now, just look at his hand rubbing his knees hard on his legs, you know that his legs must be uncomfortable for a while.

Especially when the rheumatic joints hurt, it is really deadly.

"Brother-in-law is not doing this for your own good. Don't be here, just take advantage of it. If you eat this crab, you will probably roll over in pain tonight."

Secretary Wang stuck out his tongue. He forgot about his father's gout and only remembered that his father liked to eat crabs.

I specially asked my colleagues to get it from the south. It is said that this is the most famous crab in the south.

When the hot crabs were served, Mr. Song looked at the crabs with his eyes wide open.

It is not easy to eat crabs in the north.

And the current transportation is not comparable to the future. They are all delivered by green trains.

It is not something that ordinary people can enjoy to eat such fresh crabs.

The meal was finished in a lively manner.

Jiang Xiaoxiao ate two big crabs and was very satisfied.

Mr. Song and Mrs. Song specifically asked Jiang Xiaoxiao to come to their house when she returned to the farm and leave their address to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

I want to bring something for my grandson. After all, the farm is remote and it is not easy to buy something.

Jiang Xiaoxiao also agreed and put the note with the address in her pocket.

After returning home, I thought about it. If I really go to Mr. Song’s house tomorrow, I can’t go empty-handed.

After all, they are Song Moting's grandparents, and the old man and the old lady are also very generous people, and they are very kind to others.

The old man has liver problems, so it is definitely not appropriate to give peach wine, but it is okay for the old lady to drink peach wine.

There is a lot of this wine in my space, anyway, my peach tree basically bears one fruit a day.

In order not to waste these peaches.

All that can be made is dried peaches, peach wine, canned peaches, peach juice, and peach jam. She has used all her brains to make the best use of these peaches.

If the old man really doesn't like to drink peach wine, peach juice and canned peaches are always right, right?

Bring some peach jam to the old lady, and the old man and the old lady can eat it with steamed buns on weekdays.

Anyway, this peach in my home has been tested, and it will not harm the body even if you eat a little more.

She prepared gifts for the old lady and the old man, and the couple from the Wang family saw off the old Song family, their son and Jiang Xiaoxiao, before finally sitting down.

They had a long meal, and everyone ate crabs as sunflower seeds.

They just sat there for the whole afternoon.

Wang Mu knew that her husband's leg joints had been hurting badly in the past two days, and it must be that the weather was going to change recently.

After sitting there for the whole afternoon today, I'm afraid his legs were even more uncomfortable, so she hurriedly helped him into the bedroom.

"Pull up your pants, or take them off. I'll get you some hot towels to apply to your legs. It must hurt, right? Don't bear it there. I saw your face change when we were eating."

Old man Wang stopped his wife,

"Don't go. You've been busy all day. Sit down and take a rest. My legs don't hurt today. It really hurt a lot before lunch. I walked to the restaurant and felt like my legs were going to break. I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if the wine really works.

After drinking the wine at noon, my legs didn't hurt at all this afternoon, but I felt warm inside the joints."

When Wang's mother heard this, she didn't believe her old man. Maybe he said this on purpose because he was worried about her.

"Don't talk nonsense there. Even if this wine is really a family secret recipe, it can't be effective immediately after drinking two glasses. You drank a lot. I let you go today, and you drank at least half a catty. Although it is peach wine, it is still a bit strong. I have been worried about your legs all afternoon."

Go up and lift up his trouser legs.

When she saw the knees, Wang Mu screamed.

"Hey, Lao Wang, look at your legs! I remember your legs were swollen last night. Why are they the same as normal people today?"