Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Liu's revenge

The two daughters have found good sons-in-law, and the eldest daughter and Kang boy can support themselves, and the next step is Tie Dan.

Tie Dan is still young, so she is not busy raising money for the dowry, even if it is a dowry, it has nothing to do with her, it is something Yang Huaming should worry about.

She, at this moment, is enjoying life.

Sitting in front of the stove with a large bowl of noodles and poached eggs, Mrs. Liu scrambled, when she heard hurried footsteps in the yard outside.

She took a look and saw Yang Huamei was tapping on the door of the east room, shouting: "Mother, mother, are you in the room?"

Liu's eyes lit up, what is Meier doing here at her mother's house?

Move rescuers to deal with Hongmei?

Or come over and let everyone know that her eldest daughter-in-law and grandson are back, and let her mother's family come over to give gifts and visit?

Think beautiful!

"Stop shouting, even if you shout loudly, your mother won't be able to hear you."

"And that door, it's broken, can you fix it?"

Hearing the unkind voice behind her, Yang Huamei turned around and saw Mrs. Liu holding a big bowl against the door frame of the stove while pulling it and smiling strangely at her.

Yang Huamei frowned, and asked angrily, "Where's my mother?"

Mrs. Liu picked up a poached egg that had been fried until golden on both sides, held it high, raised her head and opened her mouth to bite on it deliberately.

He giggled from time to time, deliberately not answering Yang Huamei's words.

"I ask you, where is my mother? Where did she go?"

Yang Huamei asked again with a more serious tone.

Liu rolled her eyes at Yang Huamei: "Your mother has grown legs, I don't know where she went? Let me watch your mother for you? Have you paid me?"

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth angrily, "Your mother, your mother, since you have married into my family, then my mother is your mother!"

Mrs. Liu was overjoyed, shaking her two eyebrows and said: "Hey, you have to tell your mother about this, and ask her if she treats me as a girl?"

People change people's hearts, I will treat her as your mother treats me.

For the sake of the fourth child and the third girl, I didn't fight too fiercely with her, enough to save face!
Yang Huamei stomped her feet angrily when she saw that she couldn't say anything to Mrs. Liu: "You have no respect, eat, shit!"

She kicked her feet and ran to the front yard.

Mrs. Liu took two steps after her, and spat at her back, "You don't even have shit to eat!"

Yang Huamei paused, then covered her face and ran away whimpering.

Liu-shi turned around triumphantly, and found that Jin-shi was standing behind him at some point.

She carried a wooden barrel full of dirty clothes in one hand, and held the daughter of Yang Yongqing's family in the other.

"Sister-in-law, have you seen it all? I told Meier to run away, hahaha, what a pleasure..."

Liu Shi told Jin Shina about her feat like offering a treasure.

This time, Honest Jin did not show any approval.

Instead, she put down the wooden barrel in her hand and made a few gestures, with a worried expression on her face.

Mrs. Liu understood that Mrs. Jin was trying to persuade her not to do this.

Jin also talked about how she ran away from Tan in anger yesterday, and Jin expressed deep concern about it.

Mrs. Liu curled her lips, and interrupted Mrs. Jin's gesture impatiently: "Sister-in-law, your temperament of being afraid of wolves and tigers has not changed all your life. The battles are fought one after another, and they are about to die!"

Mrs. Jin knew that Mrs. Liu could not be persuaded by slight words from her own people, so she could only sigh, shook her head, picked up the wooden bucket and led her little granddaughter away.

Mrs. Jin met Yang Huamei in the front yard, who was wandering around the door of Zhao Liuer and Liao Meiying's house.

It seemed that he wanted to go in and ask them about Tan's whereabouts, but he hesitated for some reason.

Jin stepped forward and patted Yang Huamei's shoulder from behind.

"Sister-in-law, you scared me." Yang Huamei's eyes were red and her voice was a little hoarse.

Jin smiled honestly, pointed at Zhao Liuer's house and made gestures with Yang Huamei.

"Sister-in-law, you mean that Liu'er and the others went out early in the morning to burn incense and worship ancestors at her mother's house in the county?"

Kim nodded.

Only then did Yang Huamei realize that the door of Zhao Liuer's room was indeed locked. Her mind was so muddled by the fourth sister-in-law that she had previously been run over by her sister-in-law, and she forgot to check it. She was so stupid, as if she had eaten shit.

She pointed at Liao Meiying's room again, babbling and making gestures again.

Liao Meiying's door was unlocked, but Yang Huamei couldn't understand Jin's meaning.

At this time, Yang Yongqing's little girl's childish voice sounded crisply: "Grandma, my grandma said that my aunt has gone to the vegetable garden, and my brother is asleep in the house."

Yang Huamei leaned over and stroked the little girl's disheveled hair, and smiled softly.

"Well, my aunt understands, thank you very much."

The little girl smiled with crooked eyebrows.

This child's appearance is really good-looking, there is a faint shadow of Yang Yongqing between his eyebrows and eyes, but the contours of his facial features all follow the growth of Mo's.

But he is smarter than Mo Shi, especially his pair of eyes, which are big and clever.

It would be great if I gave birth to twins instead of twins back then!

Girls are caring to their mothers, at least now I can have a girl to talk about my grievances, right?

Hey!
Jin patted Yang Huamei's arm again, and Yang Huamei just recovered.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

This time Jin uttered a syllable: "Liang..."

mother?
"Mountainland..."

what?
Compared with Jin's half-baked articulation and pronunciation, Yang Huamei is more accustomed to her sign language.

Seeing her bewildered, the little girl beside her leg chimed in again: "My grandma said that the great-grandmother went to the third grandpa's house."

Yang Huamei suddenly realized that this was the case.

"Xiao Niuniu, thank you very much, my aunt is in a hurry to come out today, and I will bring you snacks later."

The little girl licked her lips and nodded vigorously.

Jin Shi also touched the little girl's head, smiling kindly.

Yang Huamei bid farewell to the two grandmothers and grandchildren, and rushed to Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village.

Yang Huazhong's home at the entrance of the village.

Tan's clothes sat on the bed, the quilt covered her waist, the old lady's head was wrapped with a windproof veil, her hands were folded in front of her body, her face was turned into the bed, and she was sulking.

Beside the bed, Mrs. Sun was sitting sideways, holding a bowl and chopsticks, helpless.

Standing behind Mrs. Sun, Yang Huazhong looked at the angry old lady on the bed, and she was as big as a bull.

The perpetrator, Yang Ruoqing, leaned against the door frame leisurely, turned her head and looked at the old lady on the bed with a smile, and thought it was quite interesting.

"Mother, why don't you eat something." Mrs. Sun urged again.

Mrs. Tan snorted heavily, "What's the difference if I eat more or less? I'm a person who wants to die anyway."

Sun choked.

Yang Huazhong scratched his head in worry.

From the moment I opened my eyes in the morning to this moment, I have been repeating this sentence over and over again, how can a person in his seventies still be so angry?

"Mother, why don't you eat a few mouthfuls, and we'll accompany you to Lao Wang's house after eating." Yang Huazhong said again.

But Mrs. Tan turned her head and glared at Yang Ruoqing: "I was going last night, but you all blocked me from going, and the fat girl made me faint on purpose."

(End of this chapter)