Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tan's pride

"Hmph, now you ask me to go, but I won't go! Eight palanquins come and go, but I won't go either!"

Yang Ruoqing was really happy.

"Eight big sedan chairs? Grandma, do you think you are a bride? Then you still need a big red flower on your head!"

There used to be a crazy woman in the village who loved a big red flower on her head.

There is also Yang Yongqing's mother-in-law Mo Shi, no matter what color flowers are piled on the head anyway, the neck will be crushed and will not stop.

So when Mrs. Tan heard Yang Ruoqing's ridicule, she naturally thought of those crazy women, and was so angry that she picked up the pillow behind her and threw it towards the door.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to catch it, or kick it back.

When she saw a familiar figure rushing towards this side, she laughed, and dodged to the side, and then the pillow hit the visitor's face head-on.

"Ouch!"

Yang Huamei was caught off guard.

Tan heard the voice, took off the quilt and got off the ground, walked towards the door without putting on her shoes, screaming 'Mei Er Mei Er'...

Yang Huamei picked up the pillow and rubbed the sore bridge of her nose, "Mom, why are you throwing things around again?"

Tan stared and stood up from behind Yang Huamei. Yang Ruoqing, who was giggling, said angrily, "I beat the dog."

Yang Ruoqing didn't suffer from this dumbness: "Grandma, you are my ancestor, without you I would be nothing, I am a dog, may I ask why you are old?"

Mrs. Tan was rightly asked.

Even Yang Huazhong was a little embarrassed.

There are mother and son, father and daughter, grandparents and grandchildren of three generations of direct blood relationship in this room.

One generation is a dog, then everyone else is also bark.

"Qing'er, your grandma is joking with you, don't argue."

Yang Huazhong hurriedly exposed this embarrassing topic in this way.

Yang Ruoqing giggled, but obediently remained silent.

Whoever's face can not be given, but parents' face must be taken care of, this is her principle.

After Yang Huamei came, Tan's full attention was on her daughter, and she didn't have the heart to talk about Yang Ruoqing's short-term gains and losses.

The old lady took Yang Huamei's hand and looked it up and down, "You've lost weight and you've cried too, it's like you've peeled off two layers of skin, you've lost your shape!"

Yang Huamei originally came to her mother's family full of grievances, but when she heard Tan's words suddenly, she subconsciously touched her face.

The feel is the same as the previous few days, why is it out of shape?
"Mother, you'd better go to bed and talk, it's cold on the ground."

Seeing Tan's bare feet, Mrs. Sun came over to persuade her softly.

Only then did Tan realize that the soles of her feet were icy cold, and her jaw immediately trembled from the cold. Yang Huamei also became nervous, and hurriedly helped Tan back to the bed.

Tan put her feet in the bed, and asked Yang Huamei to put her hands and feet in, saying it was warm.

Yang Huamei shook her head: "I wear a lot, so I'm not cold."

"Why isn't it cold? Hurry up and put your hands under the quilt to keep warm."

Yang Huamei had no choice but to tuck her hands into the warm blanket.

At this time, Mrs. Sun handed over a small copper stove to Yang Huamei, "Put it in the bed, and both you and mother will be warmer."

Yang Huamei took it and followed suit.

Tan couldn't wait to ask about Hongmei.

"...Did you really take it over? Is he living in your house now?"

The Tan family didn't believe what anyone said, so Yang Huamei had to admit it herself, and the old lady really believed it.

Seeing Yang Huamei nodding, Tan's heart really sank to the bottom.

"Mei'er, you are so confused, how can you do this? You are too confused!"

Mrs. Tan shook her head and sighed again, as if she hated iron but not steel.

Yang Huamei smiled wryly: "What can we do? I'm pregnant with a baby! In Shuanzi's words, if we don't care about this situation, it will really push the mothers to their death. We are not that kind after all. Such a cold-blooded person can't do such a heartless thing!"

Tan Shi gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "I knew it was the old Wang's father and son's idea, and that tuberculosis Wang Shuanzi has turned his back this time, standing on his father's side, I knew my Mei'er you were forced to of……"

Yang Huamei's expression was a little weird, tangled and guilty.

"Mom, you can't say that, I'm not completely forced..."

"Why, so you are still willing to serve that bad woman? Mei'er, you are a mother-in-law. It is always a daughter-in-law who serves her mother-in-law. How can a mother-in-law treat her daughter-in-law like a cow?"

Tan's remarks are a bit out of place.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huamei were embarrassed at the same time, they looked towards the place where Mrs. Sun was standing in tacit understanding.

It turns out that Mrs. Sun is not in the house, and Yang Ruoqing is now standing where she was standing before.

"Qing'er, where's your mother?" Yang Huazhong asked in surprise.

You just handed the small copper stove to the old lady, why did it disappear when you turned around?

Yang Ruoqing said: "My mother saw that my aunt was here, so she took the time to go to the backyard to clean up the kitchen. Why, do you want to call your mother over if you have something to do?"

Yang Huazhong quickly waved his hands: "No, no, let your mother take care of her."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, turned her head and listened to Tan's heart and soul to Yang Huamei.

When Mrs. Tan started asking about Yang Huamei, Yang Ruoqing quietly asked Mrs. Sun to leave.

why?
Because in the future, Mrs. Tan will definitely teach Yang Huamei some 'movements' to strengthen her family status from the perspective of being a mother, let's call it 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon' for now!

As for these moves, there is no sense of disobedience in the conversation between their mother and daughter.

But when Mrs. Sun's daughter-in-law is also present, this set of moves will appear to be self-contradictory. It will embarrass both the girl and the daughter-in-law at the same time. If you practice this move, you may go crazy.

Therefore, it is better for everyone to send the Sun family away.

"Mei'er, you have to act like a mother-in-law, but you can't serve that Hongmei, or it will be a disaster in the future, and you have to live by her face..."

No matter Mrs. Sun is present or not, Mrs. Tan will teach Yang Huamei how to control her daughter-in-law from the standpoint of a mother-in-law.

But Yang Huamei didn't appreciate it.

"Mom, don't talk about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. When did I admit that Hongmei is my wife? Even if she calls me mother-in-law, I can't agree, don't you know? I am 33 this year, and she is 26!"

"What? She's so old? Isn't that ten years older than Dabai? This old cow eats young grass, shameless!"

"That's right, so don't talk about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I don't admit it!"

"Mei'er, Hongmei is pregnant with a baby, and people have come to your old Wang's house, and you are taking care of it. In the eyes of the big guys... this is already admitted." Yang Huazhong who was on the side couldn't help but speak.

Yang Huamei turned her head and tried to argue with Yang Huazhong: "If you don't admit it, you don't admit it. I have mentioned the reason for taking it back. This is a good deed. When she gets better later, I will send her away!"

(End of this chapter)