Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1816 You Stupid Woman (Part [-])
"Qing'er is right," Old Yang took over the conversation, and said to Tan Shi, "Look, it's been almost seven or eight days, and the small hole on Chen Shi's head has healed up long ago, and I haven't seen her come over yet. Nao, come over and ask for a child."

"What does this mean? It means that people are looking forward to it!" Lao Yang nodded.

Tan gritted her teeth angrily, and lost her appetite to eat, so she pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward.

"Lan'er feed the child, Qing'er helps me to the front yard!"

Tan stood up awkwardly and walked towards the door.

"Master, should I go or not?" Yang Ruoqing asked old Yang Touna.

Old Yang frowned: "You can accompany your grandma to see what's going on. It's best to ask your third brother to come over and bring Hong'er back."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, chased after Tan Shi and helped her to the front yard.

Yang Ruoqing was so excited about the upcoming battle between Tan Shi and Chen Jinhong.

However, when the grandfather and grandson came to the door of Yang Yongzhi's house, Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

The door is locked.

Tan was blind and couldn't see, so she guessed that she had reached the door of the house, and immediately went to knock on the door hard.

"Open the door, open the door!"

Tan yelled angrily, but there was no movement in the room.

"Chen Jinhong, you stupid woman, how dare you not open the door?" Tan became even more angry, standing at the door of the house, rolled up her sleeves, and put on a posture.

In the room, there was still no movement at all.

Tan wanted to shoot again, Yang Ruoqing came over to stop her.

"Grandma, don't shoot, third brother and the others are not in the house at all, the door is locked!" she said.

"What?" Tan was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Tan Shi's hand, lowered it, and pressed it on the lock.

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In the east room, after listening to Yang Ruoqing's narration, Old Yang looked at Tan Shi who was sitting beside the bed, his hair was burning with anger.

"At dawn today, when I went to the latrine, I met Yong Zhi who was going to empty the urinal. Where did these two go?" Old Yang said to himself.

"Go to the waves!" Tan Shi said.

"Yongzhi is useless. It's not like our old Yang family's seed at all. He was blown away by Mrs. Chen's vixen's pillow. He is useless!" Tan said after spat.

"Just say something useless." Old Yang nodded, his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, where do you think your third brother and the others should have gone?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I really don't know about that."

Old Yangtou sighed and sat there smoking a stuffy cigarette.

In the room, no one spoke anymore, Yang Ruolan hugged Hong'er, and Yang Ruoqing occasionally helped her change leaders.

If the weather is fine, you can hold Hong'er and go to the yard to bask in the sun, away from this depressing environment.

It's a pity that it's raining now, so I can only stay in the house.

After a while, in the west room opposite, the sound of Liu Shi and Yang Huaming quarreling suddenly came.

Tan Shihuo jumped up from the bed, stomped to the door of the house, poked his head towards the west room opposite, and shouted sharply: "Why are you bothering you? It's the first lunar month, every silence!"

In the opposite west room, the sound of quarreling stopped abruptly.

But soon, it rang again, and Mrs. Liu scolded Yang Huaming at the top of her voice.

After a distance, I couldn't hear clearly, as if he was accusing Yang Huaming of cutting the show first, and hiding something from her.

"Don't give up, you two, get out of here!"

Tan sipped again at the west room opposite, turned around and sat back on the bed angrily.

Soon, both Yang Huaming and Mrs. Liu came over. After they entered the room, they were still staring at each other like two fighting cocks.

"Before the Lantern Festival is over, it's noisy like that, what does it look like!"

Tan opened her mouth to scold them, and then asked them: "What's the matter?"

"Mother, it's like this..." As soon as Liu opened his mouth, Tan stopped drinking.

"I asked my fourth son, but I didn't ask you, and I don't like to hear the lies you said, so shut up!" Tan said unceremoniously.

Liu's face was flushed, she curled her lips, and bumped Yang Huaming with her elbow: "Your mother asked you something, but you said it!"

Yang Hua took a clear look at Mrs. Liu, turned around and said to Mrs. Tan and Old Yang, "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just my carriage, which was borrowed by Yongzhi earlier."

"He'erniang blamed me for taking everything, and we didn't ask her opinion, so we argued a few words around this." He said.

Lao Yang shook his head, arguing over trivial matters like this, hey!

"Although in our old Yang family, the male is in charge of the outside and the female is in charge of the inside, but the fourth child is a man after all, a man, and a man has the right to make decisions about everything in the family." The old man said.

Liu gritted her teeth angrily.

"Father, I also understand the family rules you keep talking about." Mrs. Liu interjected.

"But his decision depends on what matters, the carriage, I originally planned to go to my mother's house today to pick up my mother and my sister-in-law, nephew and niece to watch the show."

"You said you lent the carriage to Yongzhi, why are you going to pick up my mother and sister-in-law? Can I not be annoyed!"

When Liu said this, she stomped her feet angrily.

Mrs. Liu's words also made it difficult for Old Yang and Mrs. Tan to reprimand them.

Singing a big opera in the village is a big event, according to the custom, one should invite her family to come and watch the opera.

Yang Huamei was married in the same village. If she married in another village, the old Yang family would send someone to pick up her daughter and grandson to watch the show.

The ancestors have come here for generations, so Liu's words are reasonable and can stand.

Old Yang coughed dryly, and reprimanded Yang Huaming: "Your own family's carriage is not at home, so you can go to your third brother's house to borrow one, and you have to invite your mother-in-law over to watch the play anyway. The proper etiquette cannot be lost. .”

Yang Huaming said: "It's not that I won't pick up my mother-in-law and the others. It's raining today, and I don't know when the big show will be played. It won't be troublesome to pick it up!"

Old Yang thought for a while, then looked at Mrs. Liu, and said in a discussing tone: "Then let the fourth brother pick it up after the rain stops."

Mrs. Liu said: "The big guys all say that the sky will be sunny and there will be a big show."

Old Yang said: "Even if it clears up tomorrow, it will only start singing in the afternoon, so there is still time to pick it up in the morning."

"Fourth daughter-in-law, you don't have to worry about this matter. It's on me. The fourth son won't have time to pick it up. Old man, I'll pick up my parents in person."

"It's New Year's Eve, you don't have to fight with the fourth child anymore, everyone is kind, so why go!"

Old Yangtou patiently did Liu's ideological work, and his words were very accurate.

Mrs. Liu couldn't say anything more, so she nodded: "Okay, okay, since Dad has talked about this, I won't say anything."

"Anyway, on the day of the big show, I want to see my old mother and sisters-in-law, otherwise, I will never end with the fourth child."

After saying this, Mrs. Liu left the east room and went back to her own room.

Here, Mrs. Tan frowned: "All of them, their wings are hardened, and they can't speak human words? It's just her mother-in-law's family, what are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)