Auntie Big Sister has arrived

  Yangtao first soaked the Plantago in cold water, then boiled it with a large fire, and finally simmered it over low heat for a while. After concentrating the medicinal liquid, she saw that although her grandmother was half-believing and half-doubtful, she still drank it down, and couldn't help but smile brightly.

  She was also worried in her heart, not knowing what caused grandma's cough, but thinking that the grass in front of the car, usually eating a little didn't have any problems, using it for three to five days should be fine.

  It's spring now, the warm sunshine is filled with enthusiasm, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, grass and soil. Next to her, Pei Yifan, who was washing dishes by himself, made her feel even better. Yang Tao began to think that when she had the chance, she would have a good talk with Pei Yifan and strive to cultivate him into a diligent and brave good boy.

  Grandma said that he went with Xiao Yu's older brother Da Hei to the well this morning to fetch water, these chores were previously done by Grandma herself or helped by neighbors like Lu Bo and Liu Shu, although Grandma saw other people's children helping to fetch water, she never let Pei Yifan do it.

  It seems that Yang Tao, although only here for a day, had a significant impact on Pei Yifan. After all, his sister can already do laundry and cook, so as her brother, he should do something too, or it would be unjustifiable.

  After dinner, Pei Yifan was still in charge of washing the dishes. This time, Pei Yifan no longer showed any disdain towards Yang Tao, and although his movements were still a bit stiff, it was clear that he had become more comfortable with the task, and Yang Tao knew that she had successfully trained him to be a dishwashing expert.

  Haha! She smiled triumphantly, finally handing over the task she thought was the most painful to someone else without hesitation.

  Of course, with her high standards, she also has high demands on the dishwasher. When she has time, she will also discuss cultural courses with Pei Yifan. If Pei Yifan doesn't even recognize a few characters, it's really a bit unfair to his elegant name.

  She believes she can cultivate Pei Yifan into a diligent, brave and studious good boy.

  This diligent is a bit promising, but Pei Yifan's voice is always very small, not to mention the humming of mosquitoes, but far worse than the buzzing of flies, making Yang Tao feel that this boy's courage is too small. Maybe taking her home was the most daring thing he had done so far, and maybe he was already regretting it.

  At least without her, he wouldn't have to do such a painful job of washing dishes.

  Yang Tao was originally very pleased, but seeing Pei Yifan washing dishes with an unskilled movement, yet not hurried or flustered, as if it wasn't that painful, and without the displeasure of the first two times, she had to admit that people's feelings are different, what she thought was a painful thing might be enjoyable for others.

  Let him enjoy it slowly! She felt tired again and had to take a nap. Although there were many things to do, a nap was necessary. Not only did she need to sleep, but also Grandma and Pei Yifan, which would help the body recover well from sub-health status.

  It's actually mainly malnutrition, and it should be better than sub-health in her space.

  Yang Tao found that although she had only been here for a day, she had already started to miss this small mountain village. At least the pace of life was not so tense here, and there would be no food safety scandals testing everyone's endurance. It was still a very beautiful place.

  Apart from missing home, she really thinks there's nothing wrong with this place.

  But sleep, sleep, and when you wake up, do what you need to do. Yang Tao thinks it's better to face reality directly, and self-pity won't work!

  Besides, she didn't want to blame herself. After all, it was not her who brought herself to this unknown era, and no organization had ever talked to her about it. She hadn't made any written or verbal application either. In short, it wasn't her own will that brought her here. The fact that she could adapt to her job so quickly was already praiseworthy.

  It was probably the bumpy ride yesterday or the day before that made this little body really tired. When Yang Tao opened her eyes, not only was Grandma gone, but Pei Yifan had also gotten up. Yang Tao rubbed her eyes and felt that she had slept extremely comfortably.

  Hearing the sound of grandma's cough in the yard, Yang Tao hurriedly got out of bed, poured a bowl of water and went out to see that grandma was sitting in the yard doing needlework, seemingly sewing shoe pads.

  "Grandma!" Yang Tao handed water to Grandma. "Have a drink first!"

  Grandma took the water to drink, and Yang Tao casually picked up the insoles on Grandma's small stool, only to find that they didn't seem like insoles at all, but were much thicker and more substantial than insoles. They looked like shoe soles? Was Grandma making shoes? Yang Tao compared them to her own feet, and indeed they were made for herself, feeling a warmth in her heart.

  "Thank you, Grandma." Yang Tao took the bowl and brought it back into the house. She was thinking of going out later to play with Er Ya Tou and also to get a sense of the situation around them, but unexpectedly heard several more people's voices in the courtyard.

  Yangtao went out to take a look, and it turned out to be Er Yaotou, Shuixiang, Xiaoyu, and a little boy of only three or four years old. Behind them were three farm women who looked like they were of different ages, the oldest being around thirty-something, presumably the mothers of the children.

  Grandma has already started introducing her, it's really like this.

  Er Ya Tou's mother was the one who sent eggs to Er Ya Tou with enthusiasm yesterday, and she looked like 27 or 28 years old. Er Ya Tou's big eyes were obviously inherited from her mother. And that little boy of four or five years old also had a pair of big and bright eyes, which were blinking at her at this moment, no need to guess, he was Er Ya Tou's younger brother.

  The slightly older Mrs. Lu, who is Xiaoyu's mother, although she doesn't have a pair of smiling and curved eyes, also looks kind and gentle, treating her neighbors with warmth like spring breeze.

  Shui Xiang's daughter was very young, looking only 22 or 23 years old. In the morning, Yang Tao had already known that Shui Xiang and Xiao Yu were of the same age, both six years old, but Shui Xiang was a bit older than Xiao Yu in terms of birthdate. It seemed that the ancient people getting married early wasn't just a legend after all - at 22 or 23 years old, she was already the mother of a six-year-old child, making Yang Tao feel a little envious and resentful.

  "Old Mrs. Lu, Aunt Liu, and Aunt Feng." Yang Tao called out politely along with her grandmother, but in her heart she couldn't help but shout out loud, how unfair! To be arranged to take care of a child without her own consent, making her become a generation younger for no reason.

  "Taohua sister, second sister said you can tell stories, I came to listen to stories." After the adults finally finished praising Yang Tao's beauty and gathered around Grandma to start embroidering flowers, several sisters also stopped their chirping greetings. The little boy finally got a chance to speak, his forehead was already deeply wrinkled and his nose twitching with anxiety.

  "Yes, Sister Peach, your story is so good to listen to. I've told it to Little San several times already, and he still can't get enough of it. He's been pestering me for more stories, and I thought that if I always tell him the same one, he'll definitely get bored. So I told him that Sister Peach knows many stories." Er Ya Tou looked at Yang Tao with a pair of big, sincere eyes, as if the only person who hadn't had enough of the story was indeed Little San.

  Yangtao gave Er Yaotou a gentle white eye, and this little girl really knew how to pull out the big flag of San'er and make it sound so good.