Ling's father ordered a table full of delicious dishes. The table of people's stomachs were still a lot left. He had no choice but to pack them all back and eat them slowly. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the packing boxes containing two large bags and felt that she would not have to cook in the next few days.

The old lady lives with Ling Xiaoxiao at night and will not return to her uncle's house after the fifth day of the Chinese New Year. Ling Xiaoxiao cleaned up her small room early in the morning, and changed her small double bed to a clean sheet and quilt cover. She was afraid that the old lady would be cold, so she turned on an electric mattress.

The old lady was happy today and ate a little too much tonight. In addition, the dishes ordered by Ling Dad were a bit too much, all of which were big fish and big meat. The old lady was a little food-staying. Ling Mom placed the old lady on the sand and hurried to find the digestive food slices. Ling Xiaoxiao found hawthorn slices from her small drawer.

Dad Ling stood beside him and felt embarrassed. He was originally happy that the old lady could come back, but he thought that everyone would eat better during the New Year. But he forgot that the old man was old and had a bad stomach. If the old man had just returned, he would have been ill and would have been blamed by Fengcheng's elder sister and sister-in-law to die.

Ling's mother and Ling Xiaoxiao worked hard to find medicine and rub their stomachs. After a while, the old lady finally felt more comfortable and her stomach was not so uncomfortable. Seeing Ling's father putting his hands and feet on the side, it felt very funny.

"Ahao, come, beside you," the old lady patted the seat next to her: "It's because I ate a few more bites of meat by myself. It has nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself."

Dad Ling was still feeling uncomfortable sitting next to the old lady: "Mom, are you better? Why don't I go out and see if there is still a pharmacy that is not closed, and buy some other medicines to come back?"

"I'm fine, I just took a little more, so there was no need to take so many medicines. We haven't seen each other for half a year. Let's talk to me." The old lady looked at Ling's father with a smile.

When Dad Ling saw that the old man's face was better, he felt relieved: "Mom, you are not here for half a year, we miss you anymore. Don't go to Fengcheng if you have nothing to do in the future. If you are busy with Dashan, you can live here and we will provide you with your elderly care."

Ling Xiaoxiao was coming out of the small room at this time. When she heard Ling's father's words, she hurried over: "That's right, grandma, you see, my uncle is going to Fengcheng again after the New Year. My aunt is very busy opening a shop with my mother now. They don't have time to take care of you. Just live here, let's be filial to you, okay?"

The old lady didn't expect that she could still be so popular. The folds on her face were deeper with a smile: "That's not good. It's because Shuying and the others are busy and I don't have time for the Gu family. Otherwise, the adults will be busy and there will be no one to care about Xiao Lingzi's child. She is at an uncertain time now. If she is led by the child who doesn't like to study in the class, it will be ruined."

Seeing that the old man disagreed, Ling Dad and Ling Xiaoxiao didn't say much. After all, Ye Ling's growth is more important. Ling Xiaoxiao knew her experience in her previous life. In the words of her grandmother, she was indeed ruined. She had no education and could not find a good job. The rest either depended on her face or had to work physically. After Ye Ling went out to work in her previous life, she rarely went home. Ling Xiaoxiao rarely had the chance to meet her, and she didn't know what she was doing, but it was very unsatisfactory.

The old lady was very interested in Ling Ma's store. After asking Ling Ma's many questions, Ling Ma moved a bench to do it and explained to her one by one. Ling Xiaoxiao saw that it was not too early, she urged the old lady to go back and rest early. Tomorrow, she and Ye Ling could take the old lady to the store to have a look.

Ling Xiaoxiao's bed was a little small. She was afraid that it would not be safe to let the old lady sleep outside when she was old, so she would let the old lady sleep inside and outside by herself. In this way, she would not be afraid of waking up the old lady when she got up early in the morning to run.

After all, the old lady was old and had been in the car for a long time. When she came back, she felt uncomfortable and tossed for a long time. Ling Xiaoxiao helped her to lie down and fell asleep for a while. She turned off the light in the room and left the desk lamp. Seeing that the old lady was not affected, she started reading and doing questions. She was busy buying New Year's goods these days and basically had no time to do questions. She only took some time to read after dinner at night. Her plan today has not been completed.

When my uncle got home, he was busy renovating his home. He bought white ash and repainted the walls while the New Year was still a few days before the New Year. Ling Xiaoxiao and Ye Ling couldn't help, so he cooked and delivered them to him every day. Ling's father would come to help with the furniture and wipe the floor after get off work every afternoon. My uncle was quick to do and cleaned it up in a few days. Ling Xiaoxiao went there once, and the room was burning warmly, and the white ash on the wall was already dry.

Before the New Year, Ling's father was busy at the gas station, and he got off work day by day. Ling Xiaoxiao waited for her to wait until her father came back, so she had to call and ask, the gas station was built outside the city, and the road was slippery, so she was really worried.

"Baoer, what's the matter?" Ling's father's voice came through the microphone, and he was in a good mood when he heard the sound.

"It's so late, why haven't you come back yet?" Ling Xiaoxiao held the microphone and said in a little anxious tone.

"Oh, Da Baoer, it's my father's fault. Today, the gas station organized us to have the New Year's Eve dinner. I forgot to tell you when I was busy. We are about to go out of the gas station to have dinner at the restaurant."

It would be fine if nothing happened. Ling Xiaoxiao was relieved, so she hung up the phone after giving a few instructions.

The old man is here, and my uncle and the others come to have dinner every day. At this time, my uncle has already sent Ye Ling here, but he is afraid that the two of Mrs. Ling and aunt will not be safe on the way, so he goes to the store to wait for them to close the store.

Ye Ling started looking for something to eat when he entered the door. He flipped through the drawer of Ling Xiaoxiao's snacks, picked out the same thing he liked and took it out: "Second sister, do you have any drinks? It's too dry to eat these."

Ling Xiaoxiao was busy in the kitchen and had no time to pay attention to her. The old lady found her a bottle of Wahaha from under the bed: "What's going on? Why are you reincarnated as a starving ghost today? Eat slowly and be careful not to choke."

Ye Ling swallowed a bite of the biscuits with difficulty, drank Wahaha in half, and then said smoothly: "It's not my dad yet. I'm busy with work at noon, so I'll let me do it and make it. I don't even have time to cook, but I'm so hungry."

The old lady was upset when she heard that her baby granddaughter hadn't had lunch: "This mountain, I have to talk about her well when he comes back. The child is growing up, how can she not eat? He doesn't let you eat if he doesn't eat himself. Wait, when he comes back, grandma teaches him a lesson."

Ye Ling was shocked when she heard this. She really didn't want to complain. Today was a coincidence, and it was just the last wall. Both of them thought to finish it quickly, so they forgot about eating. After they finished it, it was almost four o'clock. Both of them were hungry.

It’s really impossible to blame your father for this! Ye Ling hurriedly hugged the old lady’s arm and said, “Grandma, it’s not my father’s fault. We all want to finish the work quickly and wait for you to go back like this. The house is clean and clean, and it looks comfortable. If you say that my father, he will be sad.”
Chapter completed!