Blissful Days After Widowhood

The old man snorted.

Xu Qingchuan told them about the grievances between the Emperor and Mr. Wen a month ago. But that was what happened in the capital, and he also heard his classmates mention it by chance, so he didn’t know much, only probably knew that there was such a thing.

After a few people listened to it, Mrs. Xu said, “It’s not too new for the Emperor to take off the black gauze cap of a high official, also Old Master Wen was indeed at the age of resignation. Since he had proposed to resign, he should be allowed to leave. You are too sensitive, old man!”

The gongs and drums on the stage over there were beating again, and Mrs. Wang’s mind was no longer there, so she continued, “That’s right, the situation of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in that play is similar to my family, and I didn’t think it’s me they are performing about. You don’t think too much about it. Besides, this play won’t reach the ears of the scholars and all. Even if it did, maybe people wouldn’t be as anxious as you, old man!”

The old man wanted to say more, but suddenly his body swayed and fell down.

Both Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xu were startled, and immediately said in unison, “I didn’t do anything!”

They immediately went to lift the person up.

The old man was lifted up into the air, all the way to the nearby hospital.

And just after they left, Wen Lang came over with a big bag of food.

He “tricked” his grandfather to watch the play, thinking that the old man might have an appetite when he was happy.

Grandpa Wen also gave face to his eldest grandson. He didn’t dislike the simplicity of the stand, so the grandfather and grandson picked up a place to sit.

Halfway through the aftermath, there were some vendors selling snacks nearby.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Wen Lang secretly thought about how to persuade his grandfather to eat more. But he didn’t expect that when he came back after less than a quarter of an hour, his grandfather was gone.

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Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xu put the old man in the hospital to see the doctor.

After the doctor’s diagnosis and treatment, he said, “It’s not a big problem, the spleen and stomach are out of balance. He is hungry. Feed him two meals, and he will be fine.”

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xu let out another long breath together. Although they really didn’t do anything, if something happened to this old man, they wouldn’t be able to explain.

He wasn’t awake yet, and they couldn’t leave him alone, so they had to bring him back to Jinyi Alley together.

The two carried the old man back to Mrs. Wang’s house, and Mrs. Xu sent Xu Qingchuan back to the house to study.

Since the money for the doctor was given by the Xu family before, it was not good for Mrs. Wang to do nothing, so she could only bite the bullet and say to Gu Yin? “I have to trouble you to make him something to eat.”

Gu Yin nodded and said, “It’s okay, the materials are all ready-made anyway. I’ll go and cook a bowl of porridge without much effort.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, in addition to the ingredients they used every day, there were also some ingredients that they needed.

Gu Yin thought that the doctor said that the old man had a bad spleen and stomach, so she didn’t make ordinary white porridge. She grabbed a handful of millet, cut a piece of pumpkin, and prepared to make pumpkin millet porridge on the small casserole at home.

She first washed the pumpkin, cut it into pieces and removed the seeds, then put the skin into the steamer, and then boiled water to wash the rice. She steamed the pumpkin for more than a quarter of an hour. After peeling it, she smashed it into a puree with a spoon. Then poured the pumpkin puree into the casserole and stirred it together with the millet. After the rice oil was boiled, it could be taken out of the pot.

When Old Master Wen opened his eyes again, it was already dusk outside.

He propped himself up and thought for a while before he remembered what happened before. His five senses slowly recovered, and he smelled a sweet fragrance.

The fragrance was sweet but not greasy, making Old Master Wen, who hadn’t eaten much for many days, hungry.

He followed the scent to the door of the house, and Gu Yin just came over holding the casserole.

“Are you awake?” Gu Yin smiled and put the casserole on the table, “I made some porridge, do you want to eat some?”

Grandpa Wen was about to refuse when his stomach growled again.

He was indeed still dizzy, so he reluctantly said, “Then I’ll take two bites.”

Gu Yin lifted the lid of the pot, and the sweet fragrance filled the whole room.