Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4669 Broken
"So, I have to go to her and have a good talk, otherwise, if there is one time, there will be another time, and if it is not complete, it will hurt my life. This symptom is not good at all. I must put an end to it in the cradle!"

Seeing her throwing out so many words angrily and calmly, Luo Fengtang fell silent for a while.

Then, his heavy eyes fell on her: "Okay, I'll go with you!"

Yang Ruoqing froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The two soon arrived at Lao Yang's house. There was no one in the huge main room in the front yard and the side rooms on both sides of the main room.

Yang Ruoqing looked all the way over, feeling desolate and ridiculed.

Look at the old Yang's family today, the front yard is dead, running and scattered, not to mention not looking like a serious family, even if it is not popular.

What is the reason for being so lonely now?
The root cause lies in the eccentric eyes of Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi, favoring one over another!
As the heads of the family, they have been robbing the rich and helping the poor within the family, and they have never been able to uphold the principle of fairness and justice. They are full of false benevolence and morality, but they do things that chill the hearts of younger generations.

Over time, it caused everything that is now, it should be!
All the way to the backyard, Yang Ruoqing went straight to the east room, and when she reached the door of the east room, she heard the low voices of old Yang Tou and Mrs. Tan from inside the east room.

Yang Ruoqing didn't bother to knock on the door, she just kicked at the door.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the door was kicked open, hit the adobe brick wall behind and was bounced back, a wooden nail fell from the part where the door was connected with the door frame, and the whole door collapsed in half.

Yang Ruoqing patched under the door again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The door of the house fell to the ground in response to expectations, hitting the ground, dust was flying, and the small east room trembled a few times.

"What's the situation? Huh? Is there an earthquake?"

Tan was lying on the bed, and when she heard such a big movement, she got up in fright, grabbed the quilt under her body with both hands and asked in horror.

Old Yang's bronchus was not very good, he was suddenly choked by the dust, bent down and coughed violently.

When he raised his head, he saw two people standing at the door of the house.

Yang Ruoqing, and Luo Fengtang standing behind Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing enter the room with a murderous look, Old Yang was shocked and his chest heaved so rapidly that he forgot to cough.

"Which one? Which one is coming?"

The ground stopped shaking, and the old man's coughing and talking were not heard, but Mrs. Tan heard footsteps again.

The sound of footsteps came straight towards the bed, someone approached this side, but did not speak.

As the footsteps approached step by step, Tan's heart began to beat, one after another.

"Which one? Who the hell is it? Are you talking?"

Tan yelled angrily, but shrank back into the bed.

"It's me, the fat girl you have cursed the most these two days!"

Yang Ruoqing uttered a sentence coldly. She had already stood still in front of Tan's bed, twisted her neck, and turned her wrist. The bones of her neck and wrist joints creaked, which made Tan's hair stand on end.

"Fatty girl, what are you going to do?" Tan swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously.

Here, Old Yang finally came back to his senses, and he growled at Yang Ruoqing with a livid face: "Girl Qing, why are you crazy? You kicked down our house door, do you still see us two old people?" of? Is there still your father?"

"Shut up!" Yang Ruoqing turned her head violently, staring at Old Yang's head viciously.

"Shut up, old guy, you don't deserve to mention my father, you don't deserve to be my father's father!" She said word by word.

Old Yang was so angry that his beard was trembling, he roared: "Presumptuous!"

Then he threw the tobacco stick in his hand towards Yang Ruoqing.

One end of the dry tobacco rod is a thin and long tube made of bamboo, which is hollow.

The place where the top is used to stuff the shredded tobacco and the place where the mouth is held is covered with a layer of iron. Almost all the old men of the peasant family smoke dry tobacco, and the children are disobedient, so they hit the child's forehead twice with the dry tobacco stick , you can knock two packages.

As for Lao Yangtou's dry tobacco stick, Yang Huazhou bought it from Qing'an County to pay tribute to him on his birthday last year.

This is the facade of Lao Yangtou. No matter where he goes, he likes to carry it in his hand, carry it on his waist, and take it out to play with it when there are many people...

But now, the old Yang family smashed their proud dry tobacco pole at Yang Ruoqing. If nothing happened, if it hit Yang Ruoqing's head, they would definitely get a red envelope the size of a pigeon egg!

At the door of the house, Luo Fengtang's eyes tightened when he saw this, and with a twist of his wrist, a small stone appeared on his fingertip.

But before he could make a move, Yang Ruoqing had already moved.

She raised her hand and caught Old Yang's tobacco pipe.

"After beating my father, is he going to beat me again?" She asked coldly.

With both hands out, the good-quality dry tobacco stick was as fragile as a chopstick in her hand, and was instantly broken into two pieces.

Yang Ruoqing threw the two tobacco sticks on the ground without batting an eyelid.

Old Yang glanced at the pipe that had been broken in two on the ground, and then at Yang Ruoqing's provocative face, his chest ached from anger.

"you you……"

He pointed at Yang Ruoqing, wanting to rush forward and slap her twice.

However, Luo Fengtang at the door of the house has already moved, his tall figure has entered the east room, standing between Lao Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing, like a towering mountain in front of him.

He didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just looked at Old Yangtou with heavy eyes, and suddenly, Old Yangtou felt a sense of pressure from Mount Tai.

Seeing that old Yang froze in place and stopped making noise, Yang Ruoqing turned around again and looked directly at Tan Shi on the bed.

"A tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring. If you didn't want to see my father, you shouldn't have given birth to him in the first place." Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"You gave birth to him, but you didn't love him. He did all the dirty work of Lao Yang's family, and he was responsible for all the mess. It's not his turn to do good things, but he is the most filial and the most uplifting one. .”

"If you are blind, is your heart also blind?"

"You treat everyone as your punching bag, the trash can, and when you are in a bad mood, you can yell at others, throw them around, and don't care about the consequences?"

"You have killed two sons and two great-grandchildren, isn't that enough? Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing bent down, approached Tan's face, and asked in a deep voice.

Although Tan couldn't see the scene in the room, she had good ears, and she could hear the movement in the room clearly.

She knew that Yang Ruoqing had broken old Yangtou's pipe, and she also knew that old Yangtou was shocked.

At this moment, hearing Yang Ruoqing's questioning, the muscles on Tan's face twitched violently.

(End of this chapter)