Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1085 Freak (Fifth Watch)
When Yang Ruoqing woke up in the morning, she found that Mrs. Sun was not busy in the kitchen for the first time.

"Xiao Hua, where's Third Aunt?" She asked Xiao Hua who was playing with Xiao An in the yard.

Xiao Hua shook her head: "Half an hour ago, the aunt from the old house came over and took Third Aunt away."

Why did you go to the old house so early in the morning?
What's the matter?
Yang Ruoqing shook her head and came to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xiaoduo cooks porridge alone.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll cook breakfast, you just need to stuff the firewood for me."

In the morning, as usual, porridge with pickles.

Scrambled eggs with chopped green onion, leftover artemisia cake from last night.

Breakfast was ready, but Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun did not come back.

Yang Ruoqing called Xiao An and Xiao Hua back to the dining hall, and the four of them ate breakfast first.

Then Yang Ruoqing was planning to go to the old house to find Mrs. Sun, and it happened that Mrs. Sun came back.

Mrs. Sun was sweating all over, and her hair was wet and stuck to her forehead.

He looked a little tired.

Yang Ruoqing hurried over to greet her: "Mother, what are you doing? Why do you look like this?"

Sun said: "When the sky is about to dawn, your fourth aunt has gas in her fetus."

"Your grandma sent your aunt to come over and ask me to help."

"Ah? Did my fourth aunt give birth?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.

"Well, I gave birth." Sun said.

"Boy or girl?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Sun said: "Boy."

"Wow……"

"Then my uncle, ah bah, aren't my grandparents overjoyed?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

The reason why Mrs. Liu was taken back after being expelled from Lao Yang's house was that Lao Yang tolerated her in every possible way.

There is only one reason, and that is the baby in Liu's womb.

Old Yangtou is the most patriarchal, and a dozen grandsons are not too many.

In addition, the fourth uncle is inhumane, and there are only three daughters under his knees.

Mrs. Liu gave birth to a son in this womb, and the old Yang family added a son, and the fourth uncle also had a son under his name.

However, upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Sun's face showed embarrassment.

Yang Ruoqing saw a clue.

"Mom, why do you look like this? Is there anything else going on?"

Yang Ruoqing asked softly, reached out her arm to hold Mrs. Sun, and asked her to sit down in the dining hall.

Sun's complexion is still not good.

Yang Ruoqing poured her a bowl of hot tea.

Mrs. Sun held the hot tea in her hand, but that hand was trembling slightly.

A look of panic.

Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.

"Mom, what's going on? Don't act like this, tell me!" she said.

Only then did Sun's eyes fall on Yang Ruoqing.

"Your fourth aunt gave birth to a freak..."

……

Old Yang's backyard.

Mrs. Liu was lying on the bed with a veil wrapped around her head.

He also has disheveled hair and looks like he's insane.

"Hug and hug, don't show me that monster, it's scary..."

Liu screamed, waved her hands away, and hid her body in the bed.

In the room, there was still a strong smell of blood.

Yang Huaming was standing in front of the bed holding a radish bag wrapped in floral cloth, with a serious expression on his face.

Tan stood in the middle of the room leaning on a cane, yelling at the bed.

"Get all the dirty and smelly things in your own room, and tell you not to eat them, and now a monster is born!"

"You plague god, broom star, bring your monster and get out of Lao Yang's house!"

Cursing, Mrs. Tan moved towards Yang Huaming.

He snatched the radish bun from Yang Huaming's hand and was about to throw it on the bed.

Yang Huaming came back to his senses, and his heart tightened when he saw the radish bun that was thrown out.

He rushed over and grabbed the radish bun.

The child inside was probably frightened.

"Wow……"

The cry was so loud that it seemed to shake the roof.

"Fourth, what are you doing? Such a monster is not your own, and you could die if you fall, what are you doing protecting it!"

Tan turned the flames of war on Yang Huaming.

Holding the radish bun, Yang Huaming said in a deep voice, "Mother, it doesn't matter if it's my own, this child...how can I say she is destined..."

"I bother!"

"Tell you to be foolish, this is the punishment of God, you will be punished..."

Tan seemed to have lost her mind, standing in the middle of the room and yelling.

"shut up!"

An angry shout came from the door of the house.

It was Old Yang, he came in with a face darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Family ugliness must not be publicized, your voice must be controlled!"

Old Yang warned Tan with a gloomy voice.

Tan was furious, but she didn't dare to open her mouth again.

Old Yang turned his gaze away from Mrs. Tan, and turned to look at the door behind him.

"What are you dawdling about? You're a man, come in for me!"

With Lao Yang's head yelling angrily, Yang Hua'an hung his head and dawdled into the room.

Old Yang walked to Yang Huaming's side, and glanced at the child wrapped inside.

What a white and fat grandson!
He weighed almost eight catties when he was born, and he was also big.

The old man's eyes fell on the child's face...

There was a trace of fear in the old man's eyes, he sighed, shook his head and stepped aside, looking as if he was mourning.

"What should I do?"

He asked everyone in the room in a low voice.

On the bed, Mrs. Liu clutched the quilt and shrank into a ball, shaking her body into a ball.

On the ground, Yang Huaming hugged the child and remained silent.

Yang Hua'an stood against the corner without making a sound.

Tan snorted: "What should I do? It must be thrown away. There is such a monster in the family, and it is going to bring disaster to the whole family!"

Old Yang looked at Yang Hua'an: "Boss, say something."

"What should I do with this child? To lose or not to lose?" the old man asked.

Yang Hua'an didn't dare to lift his head, his eyes were fixed on his fat belly.

"Since my mother said that, then, just, just throw it away..." he said.

The old head Yang looked at Yang Hua'an seriously.

Suddenly, he felt that his son looked kind and amiable.

The heart is really different from this amiable appearance!

"Anyway, it's fate to come to our house to reincarnate." Old Yang said again.

"There are no outsiders here, and I don't beat around the bush."

"Boss, come here, take another look at this child, and hug him again, anyway, you are his real father!" The old man ordered again.

Hearing this, Yang Hua'an finally raised his head.

"Father, it's all like this, I think it's better to forget it..."

He leaned against the wall without moving his feet.

When Old Yang saw this, he became even more angry.

"How can you be so cold-blooded?" The old man pointed at the child and reprimanded Yang Hua'an.

"You are so cold-blooded even with your own flesh and blood. In the future, if your mother and I are too sick to get up and poop is in our crotch, don't you dare to look at it like this?"

The old man asked angrily, his face turned eggplant-colored with anger.

Yang Hua'an saw that Lao Yang's head moved seriously, and he looked embarrassed.

"Father, you... hey!"

He sighed, still refusing to move.

Old Yangtou, however, became determined after eating the weights, and ordered Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, take the child over here, and let him take a good look at this one and give him a hug!"

(End of this chapter)