The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 155 Fainting

Ye Xinran felt helpless after being looked at and had to nod.

Leng Qingyu was very happy

She walked through each room again and gave her suggestions on what color curtains and quilts to use in each room.

"For children, you need brighter colors. I think grass green and azure blue are both good."

"You two should use festive colors, red and light yellow, matching sets."

“The rooms are more simple and elegant…”

After hearing what she heard, Ye Xinran really couldn't remember it, so she had to ask Lu Changqing to help her write it down.

"You don't need to prepare these things. The Leng family has a cloth shop here. I will arrange for the shop owner to deliver all the things over."

Leng Qingyu showed the same expectant look as before.

She discovered that her daughter was soft-hearted and would not respond to harsh words.

If you show some compassion, she might give in a little.

What a kind child!

Leng Qingyu exclaimed in admiration.

After reading everything and even giving several opinions on the pillow styles, Mrs. Leng finally stood up and said goodbye:

"I've almost finished looking at it. I'll go to the county town and arrange for them to prepare it and have them send it over as soon as possible."

Ye Xinran looked at the sun and said, "It's already noon, let's eat first."

"Can I stay for dinner?"

Leng Qingyu was a little surprised.

"It's just a meal, ma'am, you don't have to take it too seriously." Ye Xinran smiled.

During this morning, although Ye Xinran knew that Mrs. Lu stayed deliberately to get closer to her, she was just as Mrs. Lu thought, she was a person who would only respond to soft words and not hard ones.

Seeing his own mother looking at him with such cautious and expectant eyes, any barriers in his heart were almost gone.

It was not possible to cook in the new house yet, so they went back to the old house first.

But looking at the appearance of the old house, Leng Qingyu felt extremely distressed.

Changqing and Zhiyi have been living a life of luxury since childhood, especially Zhiyi, who wishes she had ten layers of mattresses on her bed so she could sleep soundly.

But the house in front of me had broken windows, a leaky roof, and not to mention a kitchen, which didn't even have a door.

Fortunately, they built a new big house, otherwise Leng Qingyu would have insisted on forcing his daughter to bring her son-in-law and his family back with him.

"I boiled some mung bean water this morning. I'll give you some to quench your thirst."

Although we have entered autumn, the autumn heat is still very strong. Every noon, the sun is so hot that it almost makes people sweat.

Ye Xinran likes sweet things, so every morning she would boil a pot of mung bean water, add sugar, and leave it there to dry.

She filled four bowls of mung bean water, and Xiao Huaian helped her bring them to the table.

Lu Changqing took a sip first and felt it was sweet, cool, sweet and extremely refreshing. He praised it and started drinking it in big gulps.

Mrs. Leng didn't want to drink it at first, but since her daughter brought it to her, she lowered her head and took a few sips.

The soft, glutinous and slightly sweet mung beans melted in the mouth. Mrs. Leng, who had not eaten mung beans for a long time, thought they were delicious and ate a few more bites.

Ye Xinran drank the mung bean soup in her bowl and got up to cook.

Xiao Huaian also went to help.

Leng Qingyu originally wanted to go, but was stopped by Lu Changqing.

“Mom, please don’t get involved. My sister’s cooking is delicious. If you interfere, it won’t necessarily taste good!”

"You little bastard!" Leng Qingyu was delighted and pinched Lu Changqing's nose deliberately and said, "Have you forgotten the time when you praised me for my delicious noodles?"

"I just forced myself to eat it to comfort you."

Lu Changqing finally told the truth. Leng Qingyu was not angry. He just patted his son on the shoulder and told him not to eat the food he cooked in the future.

The two of them couldn't go to the kitchen to help, so they just stayed in the yard to look after the chickens, ducks and geese raised by Ye Xinran's family. As soon as the chickens saw people, they immediately fluttered around them.

Leng Qingyu watched curiously, grabbed a handful of corn kernels and threw them into the fence, watching the chickens scramble for the food.

Lu Changqing looked at his mother from behind and felt that she seemed a lot happier than when she was in the Marquis' Mansion.

Mom likes it here too. It would be great if she could stay here.

Lu Changqing thought.

Soon, lunch was served.

The dishes were simple: a plate of meat fried with wild vegetables, a plate of leek fried with eggs, and a bowl of milky white crucian carp soup.

Lu Changqing served the rice in a familiar way, and urged his mother, "Mom, come and try my sister's cooking."

"Why don't you seem so enthusiastic about eating at home?"

Leng Qingyu glared at his son.

Lu Changqing didn't care at all. He first served the soup, took a sip, and immediately praised it.

"Sister, your cooking skills are truly amazing. If you return to the capital, you must ask those people in the kitchen to come and learn from you."

Leng Qingyu scolded his son and explained to Ye Xinran: "Xinran, don't mind it, he is just like this, always likes to talk nonsense."

Comparing Ye Xinran with the cook, if it were Lu Zhiyi, she would have burst into tears and made a fuss a long time ago.

But Ye Xinran didn't care.

"I just do it casually. If I really teach others, I may not be able to teach them well."

The meal was eaten cleanly.

Lu Changqing also used the last bit of fish soup to soak the rice.

Leng Qingyu was about to say that he had no manners, but suddenly he felt a severe headache and had to endure it.

Lu Changqing didn't notice his mother's abnormality and continued to show off: "Mom, fish soup with rice is really delicious, why don't you try it next time?"

Leng Qingyu supported her head with one hand and clenched the silk handkerchief in the other.

Ye Xinran was the first to notice that something was wrong with her.

"Mrs. Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm fine, I just had a headache." She waved her hands.

Only then did Lu Changqing react.

He dropped the bowl in his hand and came to his mother: "Where's the medicine? Did you bring it?"

"Forget, I forgot!"

Sweat was already on Leng Qingyu's forehead.

She was afraid that Ye Xinran would worry, so she comforted her: "It's okay, it's just an old problem, it will be fine in a while."

Ye Xinran was unwilling to believe it.

She lifted Leng Qingyu's wrist with one hand and held her pulse with the other.

He whispered, "The pulse is very irregular, Changqing, carry mother to the room."

Lu Changqing didn't have the physical strength to do that, so in the end Xiao Huaian took action and carried Madam Leng in.

At this time, Leng Qingyu had fainted from the pain.

Ye Xinran took out a silver needle and first helped Mrs. Leng stop the pain, then took out a syringe and drew two tubes of blood from Mrs. Leng's wrist.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

This was the first time Lu Changqing saw Ye Xinran treating patients and saving lives.

In the past, when she treated herself, she would fall asleep after a short while.

"blood test."

Ye Xinran didn't explain much.

Put the drawn blood away.

He took out two more pills of Riri'an and stuffed them into Leng Qingyu's mouth.

Seeing her frown relax slightly, he asked Lu Changqing: "What medicine does Madam Lu usually take? I see her pulse, why does it seem like she is poisoned?"