Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8350
Changping Village, Old Wang's Kitchen.

Tan didn't expect that Yang Ruoqing, who eavesdropped, could reveal the matter in such an open and aboveboard manner. She had a face that she couldn't compare to after seventy years of cultivation!
"Fatty, you are talking nonsense. If I saw it, why wouldn't I wipe it for my baby? Why am I so bad!"

Tan's breath was short of breath, and the hardest part of his body was his mouth.

"Grandma, you're not bad, you're a clean freak, and you don't even want to wipe your baby when you see it."

When the opponent is Tan Shi, Yang Ruoqing's words are not reserved at all, so say whatever you want, because if you are reserved, Tan Shi will counterpressure you.

When Tan heard that Yang Ruoqing had broken her mind again, her face turned red with anxiety, and flames spewed out from her hair.

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is, I am that kind of person!"

"Mom, you are that kind of person."

The person who spoke was Yang Huamei. Yang Huamei had already wiped her grandson's mouth and face clean. She turned around with disappointed and displeased eyes. When she looked at Mrs. Tan, she revealed deep helplessness and inability understand.

Seeing Yang Huamei's gaze, Mrs. Tan's heart was pounding, flustered like beating a drum, as if this girl was going to leave her soon, and she no longer recognized her as a mother.

And the culprit who caused all this was none other than Yang Ruoqing.

"Fatty girl, look at the good deeds you have done, you are so good at telling stories!"

Tan was not willing to do anything to Yang Huamei, so she pointed the cannon at Yang Ruoqing again and sprayed it.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged her shoulders with an innocent look on her face, "If you tell what you see, it's considered telling the truth... Well, you can do whatever you say, as long as you can divert your embarrassment."

This made Tan even more annoyed and aggrieved.

"Don't mess with me, you are very innocent, you are just telling stories and making your aunt dislike me!" Tan said again with a heavier tone.

Tan did not explain this time, because Yang Huamei had already spoken again.

"Mother, don't take your anger out on Qing'er, even if Qing'er doesn't say anything today, I understand."

"Mel..."

Yang Huamei raised her hand to stop Tan Shi from speaking, and she continued: "Mother, it's true that you are kind to me, and I will never repay your affection for me in a few lifetimes."

"But you really don't treat my grandson, your great-grandson, very well."

"Mei'er, you are talking nonsense!" Tan frowned, "You are all my juniors, how can I not care? I am just not good at expressing, I don't like to be greasy and crooked, and I don't like to hold babies in my arms." My son, Bao’s calling, feels numb.”

"Mother, it's not like that." Yang Huamei said again.

"Mom, I've paid attention to you several times. It is undeniable that you have been helping me take care of the child. After all, you love me because you love me, not because you have any feelings for the child."

Tan opened his mouth and tried to defend himself, but Yang Huamei stopped him again.

"Mother, Qing'er came here today and pierced the window paper, so let me spit it out."

"I found out, Mom, that you really dislike this baby. I don't dare to ask you to change the diaper, take a bath and wipe the back of the baby. After all, a slap is another layer. You are also getting old. I shouldn't ask you to do that, but The child next to you has a mouth full of snot and saliva, and the scum has rubbed into his eyes, can't you help wipe it off if you keep watching?"

Tan's eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look directly into Yang Huamei's eyes, but she muttered: "I didn't bring an extra handkerchief..."

"Mom, why don't you just wipe it with your own handkerchief? At worst, I'll wash it for you, I'll change it for you, and I'll prepare a hundred handkerchiefs for you, that's all!"

Yang Huamei became more and more annoyed as she talked, then took the child out of the wooden chair, pulled the child's collar open and showed it to Mrs. Tan: "Look, everything fell into it, and it turned red. The clothes on the chin are also It's all wet, what a hassle!"

Originally, you were always sitting by the side, but it was really just a matter of little effort!

Tan Shi lowered her eyes guiltily, and stopped mumbling.

Yang Huamei shook her head, turned around, changed her expression and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, do you have anything else to do here?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "My parents went to find my grandma elsewhere, and sent me to your aunt's place. No, they ran away in a fit of anger this morning, and didn't go back to eat breakfast. As for the reason for being angry...you should already know, I don't need to say more."

Yang Huamei smiled wryly, of course she knew the reason, the old lady ran here angrily in the morning just to complain.

Yang Huamei sighed, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Your mother, she dislikes the matter of asking her to help with snacks, and there is no need for her to worry about it. She hugs her body, and there is really no way to talk about her."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Just talk about it, my aunt must know what kind of personality my mother has. Others are ten-year-old daughters-in-law who became mothers-in-law, but my mother survived from a bitter daughter-in-law by herself. Mother-in-law is gone, she is reluctant to torture her daughter-in-law, she treats her daughter-in-law as a girl, so making rules is superfluous in our third room."

Although Yang Ruoqing said this to Yang Huamei, every word and every word was a warning to Mrs. Tan who was on the sidelines.

Sure enough, Tan shook her head angrily, like a miniature version of a golden-haired lion using her lion roar.

"Grandma, if you are angry, I have to make it clear to you. Once the emperor and the courtiers, you are your rule, and our third house is the third house's rule. We appreciate your kindness, but the rules really don't need it."

Yang Ruoqing came to Mrs. Tan again, faced the old lady, and repeated every word.

Mrs. Tan raised her head, her face full of embarrassment, "I know, I know, it's my good intentions to treat you like a donkey, and I don't care about anything from now on. If I can't control my mouth anymore, I'll whip me with a shoe sole. mouth!"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, who are you going to listen to these cruel words?Who else can scare?
If you smoke it, you can smoke it. If it is bad, it is your own mouth, not someone else's mouth.

"Since the conversation is over, there's nothing wrong with it." Seeing this, Yang Huamei hurried out to smooth things over.

"Well, Qing'er, did you say to come here to pick up your grandma for dinner?"

"Well, yes, everyone is here, just wait for my grandma to go over to serve dinner."

"I won't go, I won't eat!"

With a flick of her hand, Tan rejected Yang Ruoqing's offer without hesitation.

Seeing this, Yang Huamei was embarrassed, and was about to go ahead of Yang Ruoqing to persuade Tan Shi, but Yang Ruoqing just smiled, not at all anxious, let alone annoyed, "Grandma, aren't you hungry?"

Tan said: "I'm hungry, I'm full, even if I'm hungry, I won't eat your third room's food!"

As Mrs. Tan said, she sat back on the stove, raised one knee, hugged her knees tightly with her arms, and acted like an old lady who would not go, even if she didn't lift the sedan chair even if she was tied up. If you don't go, it depends on what you can do!

(End of this chapter)