Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6133
When the sister had a conflict with the old Wang's family at first, Yang Huazhong was on the girl's side. It wasn't that he was partial, but that the whole thing was the fault of Xiao Hei and Wang Chunhua.

The girl taught Xiao Hei, that's right.

But the attitude of Wang's father and son later on gradually softened Yang Huazhong's attitude.

Especially when looking for Mo's, the Wang family and his son really did their best.

It's better to demolish ten temples than one marriage. It's better for the girl to go back. The days are still long. Who doesn't have bumps and bumps?
As long as they make up if they quarrel, there will be no more bachelors in this world.

Everyone thought that Tan's training for a bowl of tea was about the same. Unexpectedly, Yang Huazhong got up to refill Wang Hongquan and himself three times, and Tan still sat on the bed with his knees crossed and lectured endlessly.

Yang Huazhong secretly glanced at the sky outside, then at the Wang family father and son sitting there with their heads drooping, and sighed silently in his heart.

If time could turn back, the Wang family probably wouldn't want to be married to the old Yang family, right?
"Mother, it's getting dark, why don't we talk another day and let them go back first?" Yang Huazhong tentatively asked again.

Tan's words paused, shaking his head there.

On the side, Yang Huamei also hurriedly said in response to Yang Huazhong's words: "Mother, your mouth is always dry, right? I'll pour you a bowl of tea and you drink first. I'll come see you tomorrow!"

Soon, Yang Huamei delivered the tea to Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan is not thirsty at all, and it would be no problem to ask her to say it for three hours.

But Mrs. Tan still took a sip, raised her head and muttered to Yang Huamei: "Girl's foreign minister, you are a thing with elbows out."

"mother……"

"Get out, get out, I still think you are an eyesore to me!"

Tan waved his hand, urging impatiently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang's father and son got up quickly, and Wang Shuanzi came forward to take the bundle from Yang Huamei's hand, and helped Yang Huamei turn around and go out.

Out of politeness, Wang Hongquan had to bite the bullet and come to the bedside to say goodbye to Mrs. Tan before he left: "Mother-in-law..."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out!"

Wang Hongquan has been numb by scolding. With Tan, his old face has no face at all.

He smiled mischievously, nodded, turned around and followed Wang Shuanzi and Yang Huamei out of the east room.

"Mom, I'll go see them off first."

Yang Huazhong greeted Mrs. Tan before leaving, and followed the Wang family to the yard.

When it was delivered to the entrance of the main room in the front yard, Yang Huazhong said to Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi with shame on his face: "Before... I made you feel wronged, and I will apologize to you."

Yang Huamei also lowered her head, her face flushed red.

Wang Shuanzi quickly waved his hands: "Third Brother, don't say that, the mother-in-law is an elder, and it's only natural for elders to lecture you."

Yang Huazhong smiled awkwardly, and went to see Wang Hongquan again.

That's your mother-in-law, Shuanzi, your elder, but she's the same generation as your father, which is a bit embarrassing...

Wang Hongquan also smiled indifferently: "My third son, don't take it to heart. Although I am of the same generation as your mother, I am ten years younger. It doesn't matter if she scolds me."

Wang Hongquan paused, glanced at his daughter-in-law Yang Huamei, and sighed: "Besides, we were the ones who wronged Meier first, and it's only natural that she loves her daughter as a mother."

Yang Huazhong was very grateful for the generosity of Wang's father and son, all he had to do was turn around and warn his younger sister, "Mei'er, you have to restrain your temper after you go back, and live a good life with Shuanzi. If you have anything to discuss, you can't decide." I have made up my mind and my brothers and sisters-in-law, don’t just look for death and life, and next time you are looking for life and death, I will slap you a few times first and then ask why!"

The eldest brother is like a father, the eldest brother and the second brother died long ago, and the third brother is the oldest and the most stable and prestigious.

Yang Huamei lowered her head, nodded docilely, and muttered softly, "I've taken my third brother's words to heart, don't be so fierce..."

Wang Shuanzi smiled honestly, and put his hand on Yang Huamei's shoulder to show comfort.

Yang Huamei glared at him, twisted her arms and shook off his hand.

The father-in-law and the third brother are still there, what do they look like with their shoulders crossed?
The young couple's small actions and small eyes, in the eyes of Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongquan, are no different from flirting.

The two smiled knowingly, and Yang Huazhong said: "It's getting late, you should hurry back and cook dinner!"

Wang Hongquan also nodded, "Third brother, come back and talk at home."

"Okay, it's getting dark, you go slowly."

"Well, go back, go back, don't send it away!"

Yang Huamei walked a few steps and thought of something, turned her head and told Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, go back to the east room to accompany your mother to talk. I will be with her during this time, I'm afraid she may not be used to it."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Don't worry, I'll go right away."

Only then did Yang Huamei turn around and walk away with the Wang family and his son.

As soon as Yang Huazhong walked to the door of the east room, he heard faint sobs coming from inside.

His heart tightened, and he yelled: "Mother..." He pushed open the door forcefully.

In the east room, Mrs. Tan sat sideways by the bed, buried her head, and covered her face with her hands.

She seemed startled when she heard the sound of the door opening, and then she turned her head and cursed fiercely: "Come in as soon as you come in, what are you doing!"

"Mother, are you crying?" Yang Huazhong asked in a daze.

"Which eye of yours saw me cry? I didn't cry, why should I cry? I'm fine, don't talk nonsense!"

Tan wiped her face and yelled at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was scolded inexplicably, and his eyes caught the crumpled veil behind Tan's back. The veil was wet, either tears or snot.

Niang is obviously crying. If you cry, just admit it honestly. It's not a big deal of murder and arson.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, he really didn't understand what these women were thinking.

He didn't intend to expose it either, but pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed, "Mom, I know you can't let Meier go in your heart, and Meier actually can't let you go in your heart..."

Tan's mouth spit out two words very simply: "Bullshit."

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, then continued: "Mei Er asked me to come back to talk with you. Mei Er said that she would come to see you tomorrow, and told you not to miss her."

Tan didn't exhale any more fragrance, and sat there with her lips pursed, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, and she picked the quilt under her body with both hands.

The ears twitched slightly.

Seeing this small gesture, Yang Huazhong went on to say: "We all understand your worries. Meier is my sister, and I won't watch her be wronged."

"This trip to the old Wang's family also showed enough sincerity. Meier and Shuanzi have been married for more than ten years, and their affection is also there."

"Let's persuade her to reconcile but not to leave. None of us can accompany Meier for the rest of my life. Only Shuanzi can accompany her, and only two sons can support her until she dies."

"What's more, the old Wang's house is in the village, and we can take care of Mei'er's marriage anytime, just a few steps away."

(End of this chapter)