Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tan's madness
Mrs. Liu did not expect that she would be sprayed bloody by Mrs. Tan when she said that casually.

"Old lady, isn't this too embarrassing for you? That Hongmei is the niece and daughter-in-law of the fourth child. As an uncle, even if he is hungry and thirsty, he won't put his hand under the bed of the nephew, right? Goose goose goose..."

As Liu Shi was talking, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing when she thought of that scene.

This smile made Tan shi angry.

"You heartless bitch, talk nonsense, shameless!"

"Mom, I didn't start this remark. You are old. Why do you still say that I am shameless? You are the old one who is shameless!"

"Fourth sister-in-law, don't say a few words." Bao Suyun, who heard the whole process from the side, was terrified, and quietly tugged on Liu's sleeve.

Mrs. Liu was too lazy to talk to this coward who dared not speak fart or let go.

"Which shame are you talking about? Huh? Damn you, try saying it again?" Mrs. Tan stood up, staring at Mrs. Liu with her hands on her hips.

Liu Shi was not afraid at all, and sat there three-six steadily, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

The movement here alarmed Yang Huazhong over there, and he came over and asked, "Mother, Sisister-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

Mrs. Tan said angrily: "This dead woman is doing shit here."

Yang Huazhong then looked at Mrs. Liu with an inquiring look.

Mrs. Liu smiled, "Third brother, I'm not a dog, and I can't give out shit. But my mother said that she wanted to find a wife for the fourth child, and she also said that the red plums are good, so I persuade the fourth child to accept it."

"What?" Yang Huazhong frowned suddenly.

"Fifth siblings, did they really say that?" Yang Huazhong didn't quite believe Mrs. Liu, and glanced at Bao Suyun beside him.

Bao Suyun faltered, her face full of embarrassment, she said in a low voice: "The words are rushed, and they are all angry words without intention."

Yang Huazhong immediately understood that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were pinching each other again.

"Mother, fourth sibling, don't say such angry words. This is the ancestral hall. Meier will be here in a while. Don't let people see our jokes."

Yang Huamei's name was a demon-suppressing talisman to Tan Shi, and Tan Shi snorted and turned around to take the lead in the truce.

Liu frowned proudly.

Yang Huazhong looked at her solemnly: "Fourth brother and sister, don't say a few words, our identity is not here to watch the fun!"

Liu smiled apologetically at Yang Huazhong, "Don't worry, third brother, I won't make trouble, I'm here to accompany Meier."

Yang Huazhong glanced at Bao Suyun again, the meaning in his eyes was obvious: You keep an eye on this, and let us know in time if there is any situation.

Bao Suyun nodded slightly.

When eating at noon, most of Lao Wang's family and Lao Yang's family returned to Lao Wang's house, and relatives and friends who came to mourn the funeral also ate here.

In the ancestral hall at this time, only Yang Huamei and the Tan family were left.

When Yang Ruoqing came over to bring tea to the two of them, she saw that Dabai was there.

Yang Huamei supported Wang Shuanzi's coffin and wept silently. Dabai knelt behind her, with his hands on the ground and his forehead on the ground.

Standing by the side, Mrs. Tan was pointing at Dabai and swearing all over the place.

"You bastard, your father's bones are still cold, I let you back to wear sackcloth and mourning for your father, not to make your son and daughter love each other! What are you pretending to be in your mind? You are a wild bastard, just let you go Heart? For her, you hurt your mother's heart like this, are you worthy of your mother and the dead ghost father in your coffin?"

Dabai was scolded by Mrs. Tan, but he didn't refute a word, and knelt on the ground without moving.

With that posture, it seemed that Yang Huamei would be able to kneel until he couldn't get up if he didn't let go or express his opinion.

"What? You still want to use this trick to force your mother to let go? You are dreaming, even if you kneel to death, you won't make it, even if your mother lets go, I, a poor woman, will not agree. You should die as soon as possible, get out, get out! "

The more Tan scolded, the more angry she became, and she stretched out her hand to hit Dabai.

That slap hit Dabai's head, shoulders, back, buttocks, and legs...

Dabai gritted his teeth and carried it, knelt on the ground and remained motionless.

Tan gritted her teeth, took off her shoes and went to fight again.

The beating was crackling, Dabai still gritted his teeth and carried it hard, but Yang Huamei couldn't hold it anymore.

"Mom, stop beating, stop beating..."

"Mei'er, get up and let me kill this unfilial bastard!"

"Mother, he just got out of the prison, he can't stand the beating, if he beats again, he will be beaten to death!"

"It's just right to kill them. We'll put them in a coffin and bury them together, so you won't have to worry about it!"

"Mother, stop beating, understand, get up, let's go..."

Yang Huamei stopped Tan Shi and shouted at Dabai, but Dabai seemed not to hear, still knelt on the ground motionless.

Yang Huamei was in a hurry, crying and screaming at a loss, when she suddenly saw Yang Ruoqing standing at the side door of the ancestral hall, holding a pitcher.

"Qing'er, come and help me, pull your milk away."

Yang Ruoqing was about to step back when Yang Huamei's shout came.

Grass ah, negligence.

Yang Ruoqing, who just wanted to be a melon-eating crowd, had no choice but to dawdle over with the jug in her arms. In the process of dawdling intentionally, Dabai's head was severely hit by the soles of Tan's shoes.

Listening to that voice is really incomparably comfortable, it can be called the sound of nature.

Originally, it would be fine to put the hot water jar aside, but Yang Ruoqing deliberately carried the hot water jar in her arms and headed towards the coffin. If the shoe in Tan's hand was knocked off later, what would she do if she didn't have a weapon in hand?

Hot water jars, ready-made weapons!
Then, a figure rushed up to Yang Ruoqing in a panic, took the hot water jar and put it on the other side, where Tan couldn't touch it.

Yang Ruoqing watched the figure go back and forth, feeling quite disappointed, aunt's precautions were too strict.

"Ah, what's going on? Why is grandma so confused?" Yang Ruoqing asked pretending to be surprised.

Yang Huamei cried and pulled Yang Ruoqing over to help Tan Shi aside, Yang Huamei picked up the shoe again and leaned over to help Tan Shi put it on.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming, Mrs. Tan pointed to Dabai on the ground and said to Yang Ruoqing indignantly, "This little bastard came to beg Meier, and said he wanted Hongmei to wear hemp and mourning. Meier refused, so he knelt on the ground I can’t afford it on the ground, is this playing a scoundrel? Are you going to coerce me? Then kneel down, kneel down, and Mei’er will treat it as if she had lost a son!”

When Yang Ruoqing heard the whole story, she looked at Dabai on the ground again, and the disgust in her eyes increased a bit.

Wearing hemp and mourning is not something that everyone can do.

When Wang Shuanzi passed away, in the ancestral hall, apart from the two brothers, Dabai and Xiaohei, there were the grandchildren of Wang Hongtao's family and the children of Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua's family.

On the old Yang's side, there are Yang Yongjin and other nephews and nephews.

Because these people are all juniors of Wang Shuanzi, and Hongmei, if she is allowed to come in wearing sackcloth and filial piety, it is equivalent to admitting her identity to everyone.

It also means that the old Wang's family officially accepted her as their daughter-in-law.

Yang Huamei has been resisting this matter all along, and the reason for giving Hongmei a baby is because Hongmei is seriously ill, and she has always thought of sending her away when the weather is warmer and her body recovers.

(End of this chapter)