Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 150: Grandpa Is Out of Tobacco Leaves
The granddaughter is Mrs. Qi’s soft spot. Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qi immediately nodded, "Alright, alright. The corners of the room are all empty anyway. We won’t stay for long, so there’s no need to make extra cabinets or anything. We just need a few wooden troughs, and when the time comes let the eldest bring back some soil, sprinkle some seeds, and plant whatever we can."
Yi Meng achieved her goal and felt happy inside.
In the past, persuading her mother-in-law required reasoning, repeating arguments, and even then it wasn’t certain she’d understand.
But now, as long as Manbao is mentioned, the old lady has no objections.
With this thought, Yi Meng looked at her daughter.
Qi Manman was sound asleep, her chubby little face slightly red, irresistibly endearing.
Yi Meng placed the fresh vegetables inside and began preparing dinner herself.
Technically, it wasn’t time to make dinner yet, but there were more people now, and with the medicine brewing or something, if not prepared in advance, who knows when they’d actually eat.
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Qi Manman was awakened by a delicious aroma.
She opened her eyes, sat up using her arms and legs, rubbed her eyes, and seeing no one else in the room, the little girl immediately burst into tears.
During this time, she was always surrounded by adults, and Qi Manman got used to seeing someone as soon as she opened her eyes. But finding no one now made her feel aggrieved.
Mrs. Qi, who was in the kitchen watching her daughters-in-law busy, heard the cries and hurried into the room.
As she entered, she saw her beloved granddaughter crying hard, which broke her heart. Mrs. Qi hurried forward, "Manbao, don’t cry, don’t cry, Grandma is here!"
Saying this, the old lady climbed onto the bed and took the little girl into her arms.
Qi Manman looked at her grandma with teary eyes, pouting, "Grandma, Grandma."
"Oh my Manbao, your crying breaks Grandma’s heart."
Mrs. Qi pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl’s tears, "No more crying, okay!"
Qi Manman sniffled and nodded, "With Grandma here, Manbao won’t cry."
"Good girl!"
Mrs. Qi kissed the little girl’s cheek.
At this moment, others from the kitchen also came in.
Seeing the little girl no longer crying in the old lady’s arms, they finally sighed in relief.
Yi Meng had just entered the kitchen only to find it empty, giving her quite a scare. She rushed into the room and found everyone there as expected.
"What happened?"
Yi Meng had been outside talking to someone, and the distance kept her from hearing her daughter cry.
But seeing her daughter’s watery big eyes, she panicked, not caring about anything else, squeezed through the crowd, climbed onto the bed without taking off her shoes.
"Manbao, what’s wrong? Come here, let Mommy hold you!"
Saying this, Yi Meng reached out to take her daughter.
Mrs. Qi brushed aside Yi Meng’s hand, "Why are you holding her? You just came in from outside, you’re full of cold air, aren’t you afraid of freezing the child!"
Yi Meng was embarrassed by the scolding, reluctantly withdrawing her hand, but still worriedly asked, "Mom, why is the child crying?"
"I guess she woke up and was scared seeing no one in the room."
Mrs. Qi said while gently rocking Qi Manman.
The little girl’s eyes still had teardrops, making her look even more pitiable.
Finally calmed down, she smiled at Yi Meng, "Mom, I didn’t see Grandma or Mom, so I cried."
"You little girl!"
Yi Meng was both angry and amused.
Mrs. Qi, seeing everyone still standing on the floor watching, irked, urged, "Why are you all standing there? Isn’t anyone watching the fire in the kitchen? Isn’t anyone cooking?"
With the old lady’s words, everyone hustled out of the room.
Yi Meng didn’t hurry to leave, and instead took off her cotton shoes, sitting cross-legged on the bed, tucking her hands under her legs for warmth, and began talking to Mrs. Qi.
"Mom, several people in the front yard have fallen ill. Mr. Qin estimated that more would likely fall ill tonight, and I reckon our family would be the same tonight."
Yi Meng shared the news she had just received with Mrs. Qi.
Hearing this, Mrs. Qi’s face showed clear worry, "Sigh, with all the traveling, constantly on edge, and enduring a freezing night, it’s a miracle they haven’t fallen ill by now."
Yi Meng nodded in agreement.
Yi Meng even felt, had it not been for the Space Spring Water they originally had, they might have fallen sick earlier.
Qi Manman grabbed Mrs. Qi’s handkerchief to wipe her eyes and then said, "Grandma won’t get sick, and neither will Mom."
"Hahaha!"
Mrs. Qi was amused, gently pinching Qi Manman’s cheek, "With our Manbao saying this, even if Grandma did fall sick, it would be worth it!"
"Grandma won’t get sick, Grandma will live to a hundred!"
The little girl earnestly stuck with her declaration.
Mrs. Qi was so charmed she kissed her granddaughter twice.
Watching beside them, Yi Meng had some thoughts surfacing in her mind.
So Yi Meng tentatively asked Qi Manman, "Sweetie, then tell Mommy, who among us will get sick?"
Qi Manman cocked her head thoughtfully.
Mrs. Qi immediately glared at Yi Meng, "What are you talking about? Our Manbao is a blessing, she can’t say who will get sick."
Yi Meng realized she misspoke, just about to correct herself when she saw Qi Manman counting on her fingers, starting to mumble, "Who will get sick, Manbao doesn’t know, but Manbao knows Mom won’t fall ill, and Grandma won’t fall ill either."
Saying that, the little girl put down two fingers and then went to put down a third, "Manbao won’t fall ill either."
Mrs. Qi was quite annoyed with her daughter-in-law’s poor choice of words, but as her granddaughter started speaking, the old lady couldn’t bother with such things anymore and simply watched the little girl count her fingers as she spoke.
By this point, Yi Meng’s heart was in her throat.
Her daughter had counted three fingers and stopped.
What does this mean?
Does it mean that besides the three of them, everyone else will fall ill?
"Manbao, why, why did you stop?"
Yi Meng’s voice was trembling slightly.
Mrs. Qi also suddenly realized and quickly asked holding her granddaughter’s shoulder, "Manbao, you, you tell Grandma, everyone else won’t get sick, right?"
Qi Manman pouted, staying silent.
The silence only made them more anxious.
Just as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were on the brink of panic, Qi Manman scratched her face and said, "Manbao doesn’t know. But Daddy works so hard, he should rest well."
"And your Grandpa?"
Compared to her son, Mrs. Qi was more concerned about her husband.
Qi Manman scratched her forehead again, "Grandpa...Grandpa is out of tobacco leaves."
