When these women talked about their grandchildren, they seemed to be unable to stop, and Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to interrupt them.

"Mom, are you all going to visit my godmother?" she asked.

Sun said: "Yes, I just don't know what happened to Zichuan Niang. Some things can be given, and some things cannot be given. I always think that the things I gave can be given in handy."

Bao Suyun also nodded and said, "The Mu family is no longer as good as before. I have never seen any delicacies and nourishing supplements? We will take some gifts like ten thousand essential oils, which is too perfunctory."

Dasun said, "I feel that too. Why don't we make up our minds? Come and ask you if you have any good ideas."

So that's the case. Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly. The thoughts of mother and Wu Aunt were reasonable.

There are generally two types of visits to sick relatives and friends.

When visiting me in a formal manner, I took popular things, and most sick relatives and friends would not eat them.

It’s like greetings in modern society, carrying a box of platinum, a golden partner, a selenium-rich and other things.

In fact, when these things were rare in the early days, there were indeed elderly people who drank them.

However, later, the production of assembly lines and the exaggeration of various advertisements, such things were almost overwhelming.

Not only are there sold in supermarkets, but also major pharmacies and medical insurance cards...

Most of the elderly almost stopped touching each other and were piled up in the corner.

Similarly, in this ancient times, there were gifts similar to these things.

"The people in this main hall are all our own people, and they are very strict. I am not satisfied with you anymore," Yang Ruoqing said softly.

"My godmother, I'm suffering from this disease." Yang Ruoqing pointed at her own, quit.

"How can I get sick there?" Da Sun was puzzled and subconsciously raised his hand and pinched his place. It was heavy and could not catch it with one hand.

If it weren't for Yang Ruoqing's mood being moved by Zichuan Niang's condition, she was a little depressed and sad, otherwise Da Sun's funny move would have made her laugh.

But now, I have no idea of ​​laughing.

"Zichuan told me that in the capital, he almost invited famous doctors. Even the doctors from the Imperial Hospital came to diagnose my godmother, but the results were almost the same, and it was incurable."

Hearing this, Sun and his wife took a cold breath.

Even Tuoba Xian, who had been sitting quietly and dignifiedly on the side, holding Buddhist beads in his hand, was stunned and his face turned a little pale.

"The doctor also gave such a diagnosis?" Tuoba Xian asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Tuoba Xian frowned gently, then shook his head, closed his eyes, and re-tweaked the Buddhist beads between his fingers.

On this side, Sun sighed: "Miss Zichuan is so pitiful. She has only enjoyed a few years of happiness after suffering such a pitiful disease! Alas!"

Dasun asked, "What kind of official is the doctor? Is it very big?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The royal doctors who specialize in treating the emperor, the emperor's concubines and future princesses are all in the Imperial Hospital, and the doctor is the dean, the largest among the group of Imperial Physicians."

"Then medical skills must be the highest, right?" Dasun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

From common sense, even if medical skills are not the highest, they cannot be weaker than other imperial physicians below, especially their clinical experience is definitely the richest.

Dasun said, "Hey, even the most powerful doctor in our Daqi has given such a diagnosis. I'm afraid that the King of Hell has really given the death talisman. Poor Zichuan, he is leaving before he even has his grandson. Poor!"

The women all lowered their heads to wipe their tears, and each of them was sad and sighed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, aunt, fifth aunt, you can release your emotions to the fullest, but when you go to my godmother's side later, you'd better hide some,"

"Everyone should try to persuade and speak in an optimistic direction." She said.

Sun raised his head and said, "Don't worry, Qing'er, we naturally understand. She is a sick benefactor now, so we will naturally persuade you to do the right thing and not say the wrong thing."

Dasun also said: "We are not stupid. We cannot say anything we should say. We understand!"

Now, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved, and then discussed with them what to visit.

The result of the negotiation was that everyone was holding the eggs, old hens, fish, and bacon during the Chinese New Year.

This year, the newly beaten wheat powder, freshly ground rapeseed oil and sesame oil, etc.

Compared with those essential oil-style supplements, these daily necessities closely related to life are actually the best and most practical gifts.

Lao Mu's family.

Sun and the others were having sex with Zichuan Niang in the house, while Yang Ruoqing rolled up her hands and came to Lao Mu's kitchen, preparing to clean up the kitchen.

Last night, I originally planned to clean up the kitchen first and then teach Mu Zichuan to cook porridge.

Later, due to some reasons, it was temporarily postponed, and the food was given to Zichuan Niang at night.

"Hey, why is this kitchen so clean? I remember that I didn't have time to clean it up yesterday?"

When he entered the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing was surprised to see the clean and neat pot, the kitchen cupboards, and the large and small bowls that were washed cleanly in the cupboards.

"I cleaned it up, so I can just make do with it!" Mu Zichuan followed in. He changed into a green home dress, wide and narrow sleeves, which did not reduce his slenderness and elegance, nor did it prevent him from doing things.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at his outfit and smiled.

"Well, this dress looks like you are working seriously," she said.

"This kitchen is well tidy up. It's the first time you've done this kind of thing?" she asked again.

Mu Zichuan nodded in shame.

"I used to know that I was studying hard, and my mother was silently taking care of these things, and I always enjoyed it."

"Now that I have started working on the battle myself, I realize that the knowledge in this is no less than that in school!" he sighed.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and said, "It's not bad, I can get this insight. However, you have done this first time, and you're also very good. If you keep working hard, I believe that sooner or later you will become a qualified housewife like my Tang Yazi!"

Mu Zichuan was very happy to hear these praises.

"I met him when Feng Tang left in the morning. At that time, the genius Mamaliang got up so early." Mu Zichuan said suddenly.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and a ray of light flashed through her eyes.

"Hey, I'm ashamed. I was still sleeping soundly at that time. I didn't know when he would leave." She tilted her head and raised her hand to pat her head gently.

"By the way, where did you meet him? Are you talking?" she asked again.
Chapter completed!