Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 326 Aunt is not afraid (four more)

Yang Ruoqing shouted while running: "Master, uncle, fifth uncle, help, my milk is going to kill me!"

The men in the front yard poured out.

I really saw Yang Ruoqing dragging Da An to run across the yard, and Mrs. Tan was chasing after him with her little feet.

The old lady was disheveled and her eyes were red.

That ferocious look, it was as if he was going to kill someone.

Old Yang roared angrily and asked Yang Huaan to go up and hold Mrs Tan.

Over there, Yang Huazhou, the fifth oldest, also hurriedly protected Yang Ruoqing's sister and brother behind her.

Tan shi was still jumping there, spitting at sister and brother Yang Ruoqing.

Old Yangtou walked over with a dark face, and glanced at both sides of the confrontation.

His eyes fell on Tan's body.

"This past morning, chickens and dogs have been jumping, what are you trying to do?"

The old man asked.

Previously, it was with the second daughter-in-law and Lan girl.

This time, I got fat again.

Recently, this old woman has been moody. Could it be that her brain is not good at her age?

Old Yangtou was secretly worried.

"Second brother, they were all so angry with you that they went to his husband-in-law's house for the festival. You still haven't stopped, how are you doing?"

Old Yang asked Mr. Tan.

Tan didn't expect his wife to make fun of him without asking indiscriminately.

Immediately his face turned blue with anger.

"I don't care if they die in his husband's house." Tan said angrily.

"For a while, don't stop me, I won't be a human until I peel off the fat girl's skin!"

As Tan said, he came to call Yang Huaan.

Yang Huaan looked embarrassed, and turned to Lao Yang's head for help.

Old Yang's head roared again, which shocked Mr. Tan a little.

"What's going on?" Old Yang asked.

Mrs. Tan pointed at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Dead girl, rush into the stove and pour the swill into the pot. I can't even eat a single dumpling today. How's this festival going!"

"What?"

Everyone in the yard was stunned, thinking that something was wrong with their ears.

"Mother is right, Fatty has turned the world upside down, and all the dumplings in this pot are ruined!" Mrs Liu shouted at the door of the stove.

This time, everyone was shocked.

Old Yang Tou stared at Yang Ruoqing with a gloomy face, the muscles on his cheeks twitching violently.

Even Yang Huazhou, who was protecting Yang Ruoqing's sister and brother behind him, was stunned.

Over there, Mr. Sun pushed Yang Huazhong and rushed over.

Just hearing this, the couple were dumbfounded.

Old Yang let out a mouthful of turbid air, and a pair of tiger eyes landed heavily on Yang Ruoqing.

"Fatty, you are getting more and more outrageous!"

After the old Yangtou finished speaking, his eyes turned to Yang Huazhong in the wheelchair.

"Third, you girl, do you care whether you care?" he asked in a deep voice.

Yang Huazhong raised his head with a complicated expression.

The old Yangtou continued: "Our old Yang family has tolerated her enough."

"If you don't care anymore, I'll be my grandfather, and I'll know how to deal with her!"

Old Yangtou gritted his teeth.

maven law?

Yang Ruoqing's eyes narrowed.

Did you tie her hands and feet and press her on a stool to play a board?

Or drive her out of Lao Yang's house?

cut.

Aunt is not afraid!

On the other side of the wheelchair, Mr. Sun's knees fell softly and sat on the ground.

Yang Huazhong's face was also solemn.

Although the family is separated, they are the descendants of the Yang family after all.

The oldest elder in the family has this appeal.

"Father, can I ask Qing'er to say a few words too?" Yang Huazhong begged.

"My daughter is bold, but not reckless! She does things and has her own reasons!"

Yang Huazhong said, the man set his eyes on Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, tell the big guy quickly, what's going on?" the man asked eagerly.

Feeling the gazes from all directions, Yang Ruoqing raised her head.

She dragged Da An and took a few steps forward.

"Yes, I poured the swill into the dumpling pot, but I don't think I did it wrong!"

Yang Ruoqing said this at the beginning.

It's like a spoonful of hot oil pouring on Lao Yangtou's anger.

Tan's mouth twitched and glanced at Old Yang's head: "Did you hear it? She did it, and she didn't admit her mistake!"

Old Yangtou looked at Yang Ruoqing with a gloomy face.

Over there, Mrs Sun also said to Yang Ruoqing with tears in her eyes: "Qing'er, hurry up and admit your mistake to your grandma, we will pay for the damaged dumplings..."

"Sorry!" Yang Ruoqing said angrily.

"This holiday, we made dumplings and sent them to honor grandma."

"The milk smashed dumplings on the ground in front of Da'an, trampling on our filial piety!"

"She even gave Daan a slap, and her face was swollen!"

As she spoke, she pulled Daan's left face over, revealing the half of his face that was beaten.

After a while, the redness and swelling of Daan's cheeks not only did not subside.

The lump was even bigger.

When Yang Ruoqing was showing it to everyone, Daan took a deep breath.

Eyebrows wrinkled in pain.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked again.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her hand and looked at Mrs Tan coldly.

"We are filial children, but you rely on the old to sell the old, and you are disrespectful to the old!"

"My younger brother is only eight years old, and being beaten like this by you, his ears may be deaf!"

"Deaf, my brother is disabled and will be damaged for the rest of his life!"

"Compared to my brother's damage, what is your pot of dumplings? Even ten pots, a hundred pots can't be replaced!"

In the end, Yang Ruoqing used a roar.

Her face was as cold as a layer of frost.

His eyes were red.

It was like two fires were burning.

That uncompromising momentum is like destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Suddenly a crowd was shocked.

"Da'an, my son..."

Mr. Sun ran over and took Da An into his arms.

"My son, what would you do if you lost your ears..."

"If I knew this earlier, mother shouldn't let you deliver dumplings..."

"My poor boy!"

Sun shi cried so hard that Da An was about to be drowned in tears.

On the wheelchair over there, Yang Huazhong supported the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands and slowly stood up.

The man moved his legs and walked toward the three mothers here one step at a time.

"Third brother, your legs are good, be careful!"

Yang Huazhou rushed over and supported Yang Huazhong.

However, Yang Huazhong pushed Yang Huazhou away, and the man walked to Sun's mother step by step.

Then he stretched out his arms and wrapped them in his arms.

"My family, Qing'er, is right, even the king of heaven can't do anything to her!"

The man's eyes swept across the crowd in the yard, word by word.

"My son, I can't just take this beating in vain. Mother, you're going to get him a doctor..."

"I bother!"

Yang Huazhong's words hadn't finished yet, but were quenched by Tan.

"You son of a bitch, do you think you'll be the best in the world if you can stand up?"

Tan clenched his teeth and cursed.

"You are all crawling out of the old lady's bowels. It is only right for the old lady to beat you, and she can't touch your son?"

"I haven't paid for that pot of dumplings yet, and you still want us to pay for the medical bills? You are dreaming!"

Yang Huazhong was spat on his face by Mrs Tan.

The man raised his hand to wipe off the dirt on his face and looked straight at Mrs. Tan.

(End of this chapter)