Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11922

Suddenly, Liu, who was being protected by him, could no longer feel the pain. She was completely stunned, her mind went blank, and she couldn't believe what was happening.

Yang Huaming... Yang Huaming actually used his own body to shield her?

She had been with him for most of her life. She was 16 years old that year, and she knew perfectly well that he had gone to her cousin's house with a matchmaker to propose marriage.

My cousin is the village beauty, and her appearance matches his perfectly. She is nothing special; she has been plain-looking since childhood, with freckles on both sides of her nose. She also has a bad temper, is gossipy, loves to eat and is lazy, and has a lot of petty thoughts.

However, she hid outside her cousin's courtyard wall and immediately took a liking to him.

Hearing his cousin's family reject him and watching his dejected figure leave, she mustered up almost all the courage she had ever had since childhood that day.

She didn't care how the villagers would laugh at her, how angry her parents would be when they found out, or whether stealing her cousin's unwanted marriage would break the relationship between the two families...

That day, she didn't think about anything else; she only had one thought in her mind: she really liked this man!

She wanted to take a gamble, to see if she could marry him, even if it meant following him wherever he went!
If she doesn't take a gamble with the past, she fears she'll have regrets for the rest of her life and might not even want to marry anyone else.

To paraphrase a sentimental line from a play, when you're young and meet someone who dazzles your eyes, but then miss that chance, you may never meet that person again in your entire life...

Hot tears rolled down Liu's cheeks as she sobbed uncontrollably in Yang Huamei's arms.

Yang Huaming was terrified and protected Liu Shi even more desperately, while at the same time using one hand to grab Tan Shi's feather duster.

He shouted a warning in an almost screaming voice: "Enough! Enough! If you hit me again, I won't be polite!"

You're welcome?

Holy crap, all the other men and women in the Yang family at the scene were shocked.

Yang Huaming had been dodging and not fighting back, which showed that he was restraining himself and did not want to upset Madam Tan, so he just gritted his teeth and took a few hits.

Unexpectedly, Liu's involvement further fueled Tan's anger, leading to a relentless beating.

Is Yang Huaming's patience about to run out?

That would be terrible. He used to be a reckless and unruly person. If he gets angry, he might just knock his 80-year-old mother to the ground. I don't even want to think about the consequences.

Yang Huazhong, Yang Yongjin, and Yang Yongzhi immediately rushed over. Despite the risk of being hit by feather dusters in the chaos, they pulled Tan aside, snatched the feather dusters from her hands, and threw them far away.

At the same time, Old Yang personally took charge, pulling Tan Shi into the east room.

As for the others, they all gathered around Yang Huaming and Liu, offering them all sorts of warm greetings and inquiries.

At this moment, Liu collapsed to the ground, her upper body still tightly wrapped around Yang Huaming's neck, sobbing uncontrollably.

Yang Huaming, on the other hand, clung tightly to Liu, refusing to let go, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's alright, it's alright..."

He's been married to this slovenly and simple-minded woman for decades, and he's seen her cry before, and many times she's been brought to tears by his beatings.

But the way she cried and acted today was something he had never experienced before. Yang Huaming, who had become numb to her crying, was inexplicably startled and panicked by her crying this time.

Everyone else, including Yang Ruoqing, also felt that something was off about Fourth Aunt at this moment.

Logically speaking, it's just a beating, nothing to brag about given Liu's resilience.

Especially now that her fourth uncle is risking his life to protect her, her fourth aunt should be showing off like a victor.

But why was she crying so hard, so unusually? And why was she so panicked, like a child?
"Let's help Fourth Aunt to the west room! Check if she's injured," Yang Ruoqing suggested, and stepped forward to help Liu Shi up from the ground.

Apart from a few women from the Yang family who followed them into the west room, everyone else remained in the courtyard, completely bewildered by the martial arts drama that had unfolded that day.

Although Yang Yongzhi, the host of the day, came out to invite everyone to continue drinking tea in the canteen, some people still made up an excuse to leave Old Yang's house in a hurry with their children in order to avoid embarrassment.

Anyway, I'm just here to see the newborn. We're not having a banquet. Let's leave as soon as we're done here, so as to save face for the Yang family.

In the blink of an eye, most of the people had left, including Madam Sun, Madam Sun, and Bao Suyun.

But Yang Ruoqing and Liu Jinchuan stayed behind. Before leaving, Sun quietly instructed Yang Ruoqing: "Stay a little longer, and don't just keep an eye on your fourth aunt. Also, take some time to keep an eye on your grandmother. She has a strong temper, and I'm afraid she might get stuck on something!"

It's quite interesting that when people lose their temper, they dare to go to Liu's room to comfort her, but they don't dare to go to Tan's room in the east room to say anything.

It wasn't that everyone disrespected or didn't care about the Tan family, but rather... the Tan family's unpredictable and uncontrollable temper, coupled with a certain tendency towards violence, created a psychological barrier and fear among them.

I'm afraid that if I try to comfort her, it might backfire and anger the old lady, making the situation worse...

"Don't worry, Mom. With Grandpa there to keep you company, Grandma won't get hung up on things," Yang Ruoqing said.

"Besides, my grandma is still focused on going back to town to help my aunt take care of the baby. She made a special trip back here, so she won't get hung up on it!"

In short, Mrs. Tan cherished her life because she couldn't let go of her youngest daughter, Yang Huamei. She wanted to keep her life and, even at over eighty years old, continue to go to town to help her daughter, Mei'er, take care of the children!
"Of course, I'll go over and take a look too. Anyway, I'm not afraid of my grandma."

Previously, it was she who dragged Tan and Liu to the backyard and made them fight in front of everyone, causing a scene!
After seeing Sun and the others off, Yang Ruoqing turned and went into the west room.

Inside the west room, the situation had reversed. It turned out that Liu's wailing was not because she was frightened, nor because she was in pain from being hit by a feather duster.

Rather, it was Yang Huaming's selfless act of protecting her that moved Liu.

At this moment, Liu was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Yang Huaming was standing in front of her. Liu hugged Yang Huaming's waist with both hands, buried her face in his chest, and sobbed.

"You idiot...why did you help me hide?"

"Your mother doesn't know her own strength. If she hurts you, where am I going to find someone as good as you? Waaah..."

Yang Huaming stood in front of her, his hand on her greasy, messy hair that hadn't been washed for who knows how many days.

Under Yang Huaming's caress, even a high crown of the head would be flattened out, let alone someone like Liu who doesn't pay much attention to her hairstyle.

So the scene was somewhat comical; Liu was crying her eyes out, and Yang Huaming filmed her like a SpongeBob SquarePants.

Yang Huaming found Liu's tearful plea very pleasing.

"Silly woman, you know my mother doesn't know her own strength when she strikes, so don't mess with her next time!" "You can't win against her; you're just asking for trouble!"

Yang Ruoqing originally came over to say a few words of comfort and then leave, but unexpectedly she ended up being fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Alright, let's go check out the east room.

She turned around and went to the east room again.

The entrance to the east room was deserted, giving off an impression that strangers should not approach. As soon as you walked five or six steps away from the flimsy door of the east room, you could clearly feel a cold and oppressive aura emanating from inside.

This small east room is like the secluded cultivation place of an ancestor of a cultivation sect, where a disciple of the sect accidentally wandered in.

Then I'm sorry, you'd better run away quickly, or you'll become nourishment for the ancestor and be devoured.

Although Yang Ruoqing wasn't worried about being 'devoured' by the Tan family, she didn't want to get close to the east room, which was overflowing with negative energy. So, standing five or six steps from the door of the east room, she hesitated for a moment before resolutely turning around and preparing to leave.

But then, the door to the east room creaked open behind her.

Old Yang stood there, leaning against the door frame, and called out to Yang Ruoqing's back, his voice extremely tired: "Qing'er, don't go, come in for a bit."

"Master, what's the matter? Can't we just talk here?" Yang Ruoqing stood there, asking with her usual smile, but she clearly didn't want to go into the east room.

Just as Old Yang was about to speak, the sound of a pillow hitting the floor came from the east room behind him.

"What's there to say? This family, they've all grown up and think they can do whatever they want, they don't even respect us two old folks anymore!"

Tan started her sarcastic and unsettling remarks again.

Yang Ruoqing asked her calmly through the wooden door, "Grandma, don't push your luck. Your fourth uncle and aunt didn't fight back at all, letting you hit them!"

"Besides, you're not in the right. Even if you're really full of grievances, after venting for so long, it's about time you knew when to stop. This dragging on isn't good for anyone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Tan rushed to the east gate like a gust of wind, her bound feet barely touching the ground. Old Yang was afraid that Madam Tan was going to rush out and scratch Yang Ruoqing, so he quickly reached out to block her.

As a result, the old lady pushed him away, and Old Yang stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, he held onto the door frame with his other hand the whole time, which prevented him from falling.

Even so, the old man was still unsteady on his feet, leaning precariously against the shaky door, as if he might fall at any moment.

Yang Ruoqing could no longer remain calm. She rushed to the door and steadily supported Old Yang.

At the same time, she solemnly warned the somewhat flustered and guilty Tan Shi beside her, "Grandma, that's enough. Don't you even look at my grandfather? He's almost 90 years old. If he falls and gets hurt, can you take responsibility?"

Tan lowered her head when questioned by Yang Ruoqing, unsure of what to do with her hands.

Old Yang is indeed almost 90 years old. At this age, people are not afraid of anything except falling.

Many elderly people who were originally in good health fell and could never get up again. They lay in bed for more than half a year, groaning and complaining, while their younger relatives took care of their bodily functions.

In the end, even the most devoted children can become weary of caring for an elderly person who has been ill for a long time. He passed away after more than half a year. After he left, the little affection the younger generation had for him was worn away by the days of tending to him. When the old man passed away, the younger generation not only felt no sadness, but even felt a sense of relief...

"I... how was I supposed to know he was so weak? I didn't even use much force..." Ms. Tan stammered.

Yang Ruoqing, however, had no intention of forgiving her. "If my grandfather gets seriously injured, I'll be frank with you. Your good days will be over, Grandma!"

“My grandpa spoils you, and we tolerate you, but all of this has a premise and a bottom line. If you cross that line, you'll suffer the consequences. Even my aunt won't talk to you anymore, and you'll be abandoned by everyone. Think it over carefully!”

It had been a long time since Yang Ruoqing had spoken to Madam Tan in such a righteous, serious, cold, and uncompromising manner.

Over the past year, because Ms. Tan stayed in town to help Yang Huamei take care of her child, everyone realized the saying: distance makes the heart grow fonder, so there were no major conflicts with Ms. Tan.

But this matter has really pissed Yang Ruoqing off.

After beating the younger generation, they started shoving the old man. This is outrageous! They're going to cause chaos!

Tan's face turned bright red after being scolded by Yang Ruoqing. She opened and closed her mouth several times, trying to defend herself.

But when she looked up and met Yang Ruoqing's cold, frosty face, and Old Yang's pale, weary face filled with palpitations... Tan swallowed her words back down.

"Old man, let me help you sit up on the bed, hey!"

Tan, looking disheveled, slowly reached out her hand to help Old Yang.

The movement was slow; she was testing the waters. If the old man was still willing to let her help him, it meant there was room for negotiation.

Yang Ruoqing helped Old Yang to the side, causing Tan's outstretched hand to miss its target.

"It's pointless to pretend now. If you had pushed my grandfather out of bed earlier and he had gotten hurt, who would you have helped up?"

She gave Tan a cold look, then helped Old Yang head straight to the table.

"Sir, please sit down on the stool for a moment, and I'll pour you a bowl of tea to help you calm down."

It wasn't that she wouldn't help the old man to bed, but rather that Tan had not only smashed the pillows to the ground in her rage, but also thrown the bedding onto the floor.

Clearly, after everyone had separated her from Liu, Tan returned to the east room and ransacked the place with its belongings...

"Huh? Empty?"

Yang Ruoqing picked up the teapot on the table, shook it, and found that there was no tea inside.

Old Yang said, "I was drinking tea in the dining room of the small third room this morning and forgot to bring tea to the east room."

The others were all busy bringing the new mothers and newborns back to the village, so it's understandable that they didn't pay attention to this part.

Yang Ruoqing was about to go to the dining hall of the third bedroom to get hot water when Tan Shi, who was standing at the door, turned around and walked out in a hurry, heading straight for the dining hall of the third bedroom.

Yang Ruoqing was determined to play the villain to the end and not give Tan Shi the chance to "curry favor" or "atone for her sins".

Old Yang stopped her, pressing down on Yang Ruoqing's arm and gently shaking his head.

"Forget it, let her be. Judging from her expression just now, she must have been frightened! Sigh!"