Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Love is a matter of two people
"Qing'er, actually I didn't mean to use your milk as a weapon, the main reason is that I was really aggrieved when I got home."

Mrs. Liu raised two rough fingers to wipe off the secretions from the corners of her eyes, and then said: "Even if your fourth uncle greeted me, I still feel uncomfortable. He is my man. My man!"

"At least in the village, in the eyes of relatives, friends, and children, he and I are the real couple."

"Your fourth aunt has never been educated. I have been thinking about many things in my heart, but I can't say them."

"You are a woman, you should understand that these two couples are two couples. If there is one more couple, they are not called couples. If there is one more couple, it is not proper, it is shameful, and you can't live well. At that time, I saw everyone gathered around When I asked about your fourth uncle, I felt bad, and wanted to cry on the ground."

"I didn't expect that the more you cried, the more you cried, the more sad you became, and you couldn't stop it. It also scared your parents..."

Liu's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he huddled on the chair, holding a bowl of tea in his hand that had been drained and only tea leaves were left, his eyes were distracted.

Seeing her like this, Yang Ruoqing really sympathized with her.

Although she has never experienced that kind of thing in person, she deeply understands that marriage and love are a matter of two people.

If there is one more person, it will be messy, and no one will be happy.

Even if it is a man caught in the middle, don't expect to be able to enjoy the blessings of everyone.

If there are too many cats and dogs, they will all compete for favor with each other and make noise, let alone a person who is the primate of all things?
Yang Ruoqing comforted Mrs. Liu and sent her out of the yard.

Mrs. Liu glanced at the courtyard door of Yang Huazhong's house next door, a little hesitant.

"Qing'er, your parents must still be worried about me, why don't I go and explain to them secretly?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Old Yang's room, "If you tell a lie, you have to use another lie to make up for it. Mistakes are like snowballing and getting bigger and bigger."

"Fourth Aunt, you'd better not go, I'll just talk to my parents in private later."

"If you go like this, my grandma and grandma will be disturbed by then, and there will be trouble at home again."

Mrs. Liu was guilty of guilt and didn't dare to see them again, especially old Yang Tou. Yang Ruoqing's words undoubtedly forgave her.

"Qing'er, I'll be exhausting you, and my fourth aunt is very grateful." She took Yang Ruoqing's hand and said, "By the way, please help me to speak kindly to your father, your father is an upright and open person." , he despises me the most."

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her hand and stared at Liu Shi: "Since you know all about it, why do you commit crimes knowingly?"

Mrs. Liu died immediately.

Seeing Liu's swell for a while, then go off for a while, Yang Ruoqing was very angry and funny.

Is the person who co-authored it a balloon?
After dismissing Mrs. Liu, Yang Ruoqing went to her mother's house. Old Yang stayed in her room until she was so angry that she refused to leave the house. Mrs. Tan also held her breath and went back to the old house.

Only Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun were left sitting at the table and sighing, anxious about the matter of the fourth wife, but there was nothing they could do.

When Yang Ruoqing entered the room, she happened to see Yang Huazhong patted her leg and said in annoyance, "I'm really worried. If you can't run or jump, you can only worry!"

Seeing Yang Huazhong slapping her leg like this, Sun was so frightened that she hurried over and took Yang Huazhong's hand: "What are you doing, baby? You can't slap this leg."

Yang Ruoqing also hurried over and said repeatedly: "Father, we have something to talk about, and we have problems to solve. Don't vent your anger on your own legs!"

"What's more, your leg is already injured, and it hasn't healed yet!"

After the mother and daughter comforted Yang Huazhong, Mrs. Sun went to pour tea for Yang Huazhong to calm him down.

Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong: "Father, don't worry. I talked to my aunt earlier. The matter of my uncle looking for Xiaojuan is not as serious as we thought."

"What do you mean?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Mrs. Sun also looked at this side in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Fourth Uncle went to find Xiaojuan, I discussed it with Fourth Aunt, and Fourth Aunt agreed."

"It's just that after coming back, the fourth aunt still felt aggrieved after thinking about it alone, so she spilled it."

"This woman, it's normal to think about it once she thinks about it."

……

Afterwards, Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun about the fourth room in detail.

When he learned that Yang Huaming just wanted to find Xiaojuan to make a break, and not really want to repeat the same old ways, the stone in Yang Huazhong's heart finally fell completely.

"These two are really capable of messing things up, and your fourth aunt is also really good. Just say whatever you want? It's going to make everyone worry about it!"

Yang Huazhong shook his head, picked up the tea and blew the foam on it.

"Let's just ask about this matter. When you go back to your grandma's side, you can find a chance to talk about it." Yang Huazhong confessed again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, she had to ventilate, otherwise Mrs. Tan might be sharpening her sword to welcome Yang Huaming.

……

On one side, Yang Ruoqing comforted Yang Huazhong, but on the other side, she didn't talk to Mrs. Tan.

why?
Because when Yang Huaming came back by himself, he would definitely tell the whole story under Tan's questioning.

Yang Ruoqing was only in charge of talking to her parents, and just ensured that they wouldn't worry about it.

The next day, Yang Huaming also returned to the village.

When he arrived at Yang Huazhong's house, he found that Mr. Yang and Mrs. Tan were there.

The way the old couple looked at him was really complicated.

Old Yang's eyes were full of blame, but there was also a hint of sympathy mixed in.

Tan gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Huaming as if he was killing his father and enemy.

"Third brother, third sister-in-law, what's the matter with parents? Why do I feel like I'm surrounded by murderous aura as soon as I enter the house?"

Yang Huaming hugged his shoulders with both arms, shrunk his head, looked at Old Yangtou and Tan Shi vigilantly with his eyes, especially Tan Shi, and rubbed his back against the wall into the room.

Yang Huazhong was amused by Yang Huaming and his funny expression, and said, "No one wants to kill you, can you walk properly?"

"Third, why are you talking nonsense with him? What did he do? He doesn't know what to do?"

Tan's sharp voice followed.

As if by magic, he pulled out a shoe sole board from his lower back and threw it towards Yang Huaming's head.

Yang Huaming had been on guard for a long time, and he ducked to avoid the sole of the shoe.

"Mom, what did I do? As for sneak attacking when you come up? You don't talk about martial arts!"

Facing Yang Huaming's aggrieved accusation, Mrs. Tan put her hands on her hips, spat fiercely in this direction, and said loudly, "You bastard, where is that vixen? Where did you hide her?"

"What vixen?" Yang Huaming looked puzzled.

"Damn, look at you pretending to be crazy, believe it or not, I'll beat you?" Tan scolded again.

Yang Huaming became more and more confused.

Old Yang, who was sitting in the wheelchair, also sighed heavily, and scolded Yang Huaming: "It's that Xiaojuan, Tie Dan's biological mother, didn't you go to see her this time?"

(End of this chapter)