Splendid peasant girl busy farming

"What's wrong with you, fourth sister-in-law? Why don't you do anything serious but just ask around everywhere?" Yang Huazhong frowned, his face darkened, and he started to scold Liu directly.

Liu was stunned. She never expected that her good-tempered third brother would be so disrespectful to her.

Sun, who was standing by, was also shocked to see Yang Huazhong like this.

"His father, if you have anything to say, just say it nicely. Fourth brother's wife has no ill intentions, she was just asking casually."

Sun went over and grabbed Yang Huazhong's arm, secretly exerting force, signaling Yang Huazhong to control his temper and not be like this.

You can scold your own wife at will, but your fourth brother's wife is Yang Huaming's wife, your brother's wife, so you can't do that. You have to give face to your fourth brother.

Yang Huazhong also realized this and knew that he had lost control before. He said nothing more, shook off Sun's hand, and walked into the main room with a dark face.

Sun looked at Yang Huazhong's back and was even more shocked.

Even Yang Ruoqing, who had been calm and composed all along, was now a little puzzled.

  Dad, what happened?

In the past, he would never get angry with his mother even if the sky fell!

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Liu: "Fourth Aunt, you should go home first! Stop running around and asking around!"

Probably because she had just seen Yang Huazhong lose his temper, Liu didn't dare to say anything, for fear of provoking Yang Huazhong again, so she ran out of the yard in a hurry.

After running out of the yard in one breath, Liu stopped, turned around, put her hands on her hips, and spat fiercely at the gate of the third room's yard.

"Bah, you're still a man, go take it out on whoever is giving you the shit, why are you showing off to an old woman like me who has nothing to do with me? I look down on you!"

"Fourth Aunt, who are you talking to? Why can't I see anyone here?" Cao Bamei suddenly opened the courtyard door, stuck her head out, and looked in Liu's direction and asked.

Liu jumped up and turned around, "Oh, it's my eighth sister, you scared me, how come there's no sound when you stick your head out?"

Cao Bamei also smiled embarrassedly, "Really? There was no sound? I just opened the door and it creaked. It was obviously because you were too engrossed in talking to someone, Fourth Aunt!"

Liu was too lazy to argue with Cao Bamei about this topic. She walked back to Cao Bamei excitedly and said, "Bamei, Bamei, don't rush back. I have something to say to you."

"What are you talking about, Fourth Aunt?" When Cao Bamei saw Liu running towards her with a gossipy look on her face, all the instructions Yang Yongjin had given her every day came to her mind. She stepped back involuntarily, and her body language initially showed resistance to the gossip brought by Liu.

Because the gossip she brings is usually the most unreliable.

"It's about the third house, your third uncle!" Liu suddenly said in a low voice.

The third wife's? The third uncle Yang Huazhong's story?

Cao Bamei was stunned for a moment and stopped moving backwards. "What's the matter, Third Uncle?"

Liu had already come close to Cao Bamei again. She pointed at the third room with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand, whispering to Cao Bamei in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Cao Bamei also tilted her head and looked directly at the third room. The more she listened, the wider her eyes opened.

  After listening to Liu's story, Cao Bamei's facial expression could only be described as stunned!

"Fourth Aunt, don't make blind guesses!" Cao Bamei said in a low voice.

Liu curled her lips and said, "I usually don't talk nonsense. Which of my words didn't come true?"

"Aunt Si, if you say so, then I can't believe a single word you just said to me..."

Seeing that Cao Bamei was about to turn around and go back to the yard, Liu grabbed Cao Bamei and said, "Let's not talk about the past. Let's just talk about what happened just now. If you don't believe me, go to the third room and see for yourself if I'm talking nonsense!"

After saying this, Liu turned around and went home without looking back, leaving Cao Bamei standing there, still looking towards the gate of the third room's courtyard, with worry in her eyes.

She wanted to go to Yang Huazhong's house to ask him something, but she was afraid that Yang Huazhong would harm her. Just as Cao Bamei was hesitating, Da Sun came out of the door of the next yard carrying an empty basket.

Cao Bamei waved to Da Sun and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, come here, come quickly!"

What are you doing? Why are you so mysterious and nagging... Da Sun was muttering to herself, but she still walked towards Cao Bamei...

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In the third room, Yang Ruoqing made a cup of tea for Yang Huazhong and sat next to him.

"Dad, have some tea and take a break."

After this period of time, Yang Huazhong finally recovered a little.

He nodded, took the tea and blew on it.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun who was standing at the door, looking straight at Yang Huazhong but not daring to ask anything.

Yang Ruoqing did not rush to question Yang Huazhong, but said to Sun: "Mom, you should sit down too, don't stand."

Sun nodded absentmindedly, took a few steps forward, and did not come over to find a stool to sit down. Instead, she continued to stand not far away, observing and sizing up Yang Huazhong.

After Yang Huazhong took two sips of tea and looked up, he saw Sun still standing there, looking at him with concern, but hesitant to speak.

Yang Huazhong also realized that his previous actions might have frightened Sun. Apology crept onto Yang Huazhong's honest face. He said to Sun in a hoarse voice, "Mother, please sit down."

Hearing Yang Huazhong's familiar tone return, Sun's heart was relieved. She forced a smile and quickly came to the table and sat down.

"Dad, what happened to you just now?" Sun mustered up her courage and asked Yang Huazhong carefully.

Yang Ruoqing also looked at Yang Huazhong seriously: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Yang Huazhong glanced at the mother and daughter beside him and sighed heavily, "It's our mother who's causing trouble again. Dad couldn't control it, so he asked me to come over and talk about it."

  Yang Ruoqing and Liu looked at each other. Sun was bewildered, and couldn't guess what the trouble Tan was causing.

But Yang Ruoqing was able to guess it right away because she knew Tan so well.

"Dad, my grandma is not going to make random demands on you guys because of my aunt's matter again, right?"

Yang Ruoqing deliberately emphasized the word "chaos", and both Yang Huazhong and Sun could hear her intention.

Sure enough, Yang Huazhong sighed and nodded with a bitter face: "Hey, Qing'er still understands your grandma!"

"Your grandmother is making things difficult for us because of your aunt's matter. Even your grandfather can't persuade her!"

"Dad, what's the matter this time?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Years ago, before going to the teahouse to pick up the pregnant Yang Huamei, Tan had already made unreasonable demands to her sons and grandsons. The old lady hoped that they could get a piece of land in the village, build a house, and settle Yang Huamei and Xu Yuanming.

This matter was the idea of ​​Mrs. Tan herself. Even the two parties involved, Yang Huamei and Xu Yuanming, were unaware of it! (End of this chapter)