This time, the person who answered was Blacksmith Luo.

"Lao Si and Yong Zhi have already gone to town to help us find our mistress. Lao San and I really can't run anymore. Let's take a breath. Hey, we are getting old and we cannot accept old age."

If it were ten years ago, both of them would have gone to Wanghai County to find a nanny for their children, let alone the town.

Now I am sixty years old, and my third child is in his fifties. The heavy physical work in the early years has exhausted their bodies. This morning, I ran into the mountains on an empty stomach, going back and forth. The two of them were attracted by Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing.

My brothers helped me down the mountain.

"Just go look for it. These days, as long as the money is in place, you won't find anything. Just relax!" Li Jia said again.

Tiejiang Luo and Yang Huazhong nodded, I hope, problems that money can solve are not problems.

I hope someone will be willing to come to the village to feed the children because of the high price.

The Li family stayed here for a while. It was getting dark soon, and the two children were tired of crying and fell asleep for the time being.

Sun and Wang Cuilian went out alone to cook dinner in the backyard. Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo left Li Jia and the others to have dinner before leaving.

At this juncture, Yang Huazhong and the others were feeling haggard and exhausted physically and mentally, but they still did not lose the basic hospitality etiquette.

At least they came here to sit with you and say comforting words, so why should they say a few polite words at dinner time?

It was naturally impossible for Li Jia and the others to stay for dinner, so they found an excuse to leave.

Li Jia and others walked forward, but the children started crying again.

"Didn't you say you fell asleep after drinking sweet rice soup earlier? Why did you wake up again during this bowl of tea?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Mrs. Sun spread her hands and said helplessly: "That thing has lost its ability to urinate and is not hungry at all. Dad, what should we do? The children just had a full meal today.

Even if Lao Si and the others find someone to feed them, they won’t be able to come back until tomorrow at the earliest, so what should we do?”

If Yang Huazhong knew how to deal with it, he wouldn't be beating his own legs and feeling worried.

"If it doesn't work, just make some more rice soup for the children to deal with, and just hold on until tomorrow." He said.

Mrs. Sun was about to cry but had no tears, "The older one can still drink a few sips, but the younger one is crying so much that he's convulsing. He won't drink!"

Yang Huazhong was also extremely distressed, but had no choice but to circle back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pot.

Blacksmith Luo stopped talking.

"Brother blacksmith, just say what you want to say!" Yang Huazhong said.

Blacksmith Luo gritted his teeth, "If it really doesn't work, how can we be so shameless as to beg Zheng Xiaoqin?"

Yang Huazhong was obviously moved.

But Mrs. Sun shook her head, "No, I went there in the morning and caused a quarrel between the young couple. If I go again, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate and will embarrass Zheng Xiaoqin."

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo fell silent again.

After a while, Mrs. Sun said, "I'm going to discuss it with Sister-in-law Cuilian. If it doesn't work, let's make some noodle soup for the children!"

It's always rice soup, and the children are tired of it.

But now she is only on her ninth day of life, and she can’t eat egg soup or anything else. It’s really difficult, this Qing’er is so willful!

Sun and Wang Cuilian were making noodle soup in the backyard. In the front room, Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were like defeated roosters, sitting at the Eight Immortals table with their heads drooped, sighing silently.

A man was squatting on the stone steps at the door of the hall, smoking a cigarette.

The cries of the children in the backyard could be heard one after another. The sky above the huge yard seemed to be shrouded by an invisible layer of clouds, and my heart seemed to be grabbed by something, making me feel breathless.

It was dark at dusk, and just when Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were desperate, two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared at the door of the yard.

"Third brother, are you in the house? Come out quickly and pick up your sister!"

Before the figure's face could be clearly seen, Tan's familiar voice came into the main room.

Blacksmith Luo stood up quickly under the eaves.

Yang Huazhong, who was at the Eight Immortals table, also got off the ground.

In the yard, Yang Huazhong discovered that the person who came with Tan was actually Yang Huamei, which surprised Yang Huazhong.

"Mei'er, you haven't recovered yet, why did you run out so late at night?" he asked, quickly reaching out to support Yang Huamei.

"Third brother~"

As soon as Yang Huamei opened her mouth, Ms. Tan snatched her away.

"Why else? I can't even try to persuade her. If anything happens, I can just run over. But she just doesn't feel at ease and insists on coming over to see you and the kids. I can't stop her!"

Hearing Tan's explanation, Yang Huazhong felt even more guilty in his eyes.

"Come on, third brother will support you and walk slowly. Let's sit in the room."

When they arrived at the room, Yang Huazhong helped Yang Huamei sit down, and Blacksmith Luo poured tea for Tan and Yang Huamei and put it on the table.

Yang Huamei glanced at the haggard looks of Luo Tiejiang and Yang Huazhong, and said, "I heard about Tang Yazi and Qing'er from my fourth sister-in-law earlier..."

Regarding such an opening statement, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang felt their scalps go numb and their bodies became even more tired when they heard it.

During this day, they didn't know how many people they said this to.

I really don’t want to talk about it now, I’m tired of talking.

Fortunately, Yang Huamei just said an opening statement and went straight to the topic: "I was worried that the two children were hungry, and I was afraid that my mother would not be able to explain clearly, so I came here to say it."

"Third brother, blacksmith brother, my eldest grandson is drinking nai right now. My eldest daughter-in-law Hongmei eats well. She has chicken soup or fish every day in the shop. Even one child can't finish it. Your family has a carriage.

How about you go to town overnight?"

Yang Huamei's words are like the sounds of nature.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo looked at each other, and they both saw a bright light in each other's eyes.

Yang Huazhong patted his thigh hard and said, "Oh, look at my brain, why didn't I think of red plums?"

Blacksmith Luo was also very excited and nodded repeatedly.

Yang Huamei then said: "You should go as soon as possible. If you go earlier, your children can drink it earlier."

Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly, stood up, and was about to go back to the yard next door to hitch the carriage. After taking two steps, he suddenly realized that his carriage had been driven into the town by Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi to find his wife.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Use mine. I have two carriages at home. I'll hitch them right away!"

Yang Huazhong said: "One piece and one piece!"

Mrs. Tan shouted unhappily: "Your sister is still here~"

Yang Huazhong paused: "Meier, then you..."

Yang Huamei waved her hands hurriedly and said with a smile: "I don't need you to greet me. Third brother, you go do your business. I will go to the backyard to see the two children and then go back."

"Okay, okay, then you go to the backyard. Your third sister-in-law is here. You can also tell her the good news by the way!"

After saying these words, Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo went to hitch the carriage as fast as they could, and all their fatigue had disappeared.
Chapter completed!