Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8727 Wang Hongquan sloppy

Yang Huamei never expected that Wang Hongquan would dare to splash. She was so angry that she took off her shoes and threw them out the window.

When she threw it, she also deliberately lost her head and didn't dare to hit her father-in-law. However, no matter if she could hit her father or not, the act of throwing her shoes at her father-in-law was enough to make Wang Hongquan drink a pot.

"My God, Shuanzi, did you see it in Tianyouling? Your daughter-in-law beat your father!"

Wang Hongquan's scream was even worse than before, not only calling this, but also shaking off the words that Yang Huamei complained about Yang Huaming's poor hospitality.

"...You have to suffer for face and face, and all the anger towards her fourth brother and fourth sister-in-law will be thrown on me, this old man, bullying my dead son and no one will support it..."

Yang Huamei wants face, and Dabai wants face too.

The mother and son panicked when they heard this.

Dabai didn't care about consoling Yang Huamei, and subconsciously ran out of the house to appease Wang Hongquan.

Yang Huamei was also so angry that she slammed onto the wooden board outside the window, turned around on the table, bit her lip, and tugged at her hair.

But she never dared to scold him again at Wang Hongquan's anger.

Because the dissatisfaction and complaints against her parents' side were limited to her and Da Bai's private chatter, if it was said and spread, it would be really ugly.

When it spread to other brothers-in-law and nephews and nieces-in-law, everyone would have troubles in the future, and this relationship between relatives would be even more embarrassing.

Therefore, Yang Huamei could only hold back her words, hoping that Dabai would go out and persuade Wang Hongquan to shut up the crazy old man.

The voices outside were suppressed little by little, and finally ceased to be invisible.

Yang Huamei hid in the room and pricked up her ears, as if Dabai took old man Wang Hongquan to the kitchen.

Yang Huamei quietly pushed open a crack in the window, and saw that there was no one in the courtyard outside.

But outside the yard, several villagers were poking their heads.

Seeing that there seems to be little excitement here, those few talents quietly retreated.

Yang Huamei breathed a sigh of relief.

She came to the bed and found that her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang had fallen asleep playing alone.

Yang Huamei couldn't help but smile again when she saw her eldest grandson's naive expression.

This silly boy is so stupid, he didn't even cry when the house was so noisy before, he didn't even cry!
And yesterday and today, when I went to the house of the third uncle and the fourth uncle, the cannonball was fired so loudly that her heart was beating suddenly.

But this kid just kept silent, completely ignoring the sound of gun battles, he was so bold, he deserved to be a leader!

Yang Huamei gently took off the outer cotton coat, cotton pants, cotton shoes, and cotton hat for the eldest grandson.

Finally, put the eldest grandson in the quilt and cover the quilt.

Put down the tent again, so that the cold wind will not get into the bed and cool the child.

Everything was in order, she picked up the needle and thread basket next to her and sat aside, started threading the needle and thread, and made a thin jacket for her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang in the spring.

The eldest grandson of her family, she wants to let him live a good life, and can't dress like the children of the miserable family in the village.

Dabai is back.

Looking tired and a little embarrassed, he was holding a shoe in his hand.

That shoe was the one that Yang Huamei threw out earlier.

Yang Huamei was too embarrassed to pick it up, so she changed to another pair of shoes to wear on her feet.

Da Bai glanced at Yang Huamei's feet, so he put the shoe in the corner of the wall and placed it in a pair with the other shoe, and then he walked to the bed lightly.

"Mother, I've calmed down on my father's side, and you'll give me a face too, don't mention it again when we eat later, okay?"

Da Bai squatted down in front of Yang Huamei and discussed it carefully.

Yang Huamei frowned and hummed in her nostrils, "I'll give you face, I won't mention it, but if your father mentions it first, I won't pretend to be deaf."

Dabai smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, mother, I have agreed with my grandfather, and he will not mention it again."

Yang Huamei hummed: "That's about the same, he is wise."

Nowadays, an old man who is not involved in childbirth depends on his daughter-in-law to show some kindness. It would be good to give him a bite to eat. What else do you want?Do you want to be the emperor?
I'm sorry, she hasn't become a queen yet, so don't think too much about an old man from a village family!

"However, mother, there is something I want to say hello to you in advance, lest you get angry again at the dinner table." Da Bai continued.

"What's the matter?" Yang Huamei became nervous again.

Dabai said, "It's just...I, after thinking about it, I still plan to grab a few more meatballs and patties into the gnocchi, and eat them as a family. I don't want to make anyone special."

Yang Huamei knew that Dabai was deliberately trying to feed Wang Hongquan, so she immediately lowered her face and was very unhappy, feeling that her son's heart was not towards her.

Dabai smiled bitterly, "Mother, I can make money now, and our family lives behind closed doors, not to mention those petty accounts, okay?"

Not only did he put it in Grandpa's bowl, he also put meatballs in Hongmei's bowl.

Yesterday, I woke up not long after taking the medicine, but I haven't said a word to him until now.

Da Bai knew that she was angry in her heart, but wasn't he also wrong?

No matter how fierce a man can be outside, at home, when he is sandwiched between his mother and daughter-in-law, and his son is stumbling his legs, it is really difficult for this man to do it. If you can't come out, if you can't coax and persuade it, you can only solve it with fists.

But that fist punched down, and what was destroyed was the love between husband and wife.

Yang Huamei looked at Da Bai, and saw that his thoughtfulness was very real.

"Hey, you kid, forget it, you can do whatever you want, I don't care!"

In the end, Yang Huamei could only wave her hand and get out of the way.

Dabai got Yang Huamei's consent, and his hanging heart finally fell back to its original place.

"My mother is so nice, thank you very much, I'm going to cook lunch now. The dough is already kneaded and it's just waking up. At most, it will take a bowl of tea to start the meal!"

Da Bai was about to leave when Yang Huamei stopped him again.

"What's the situation on Xiao Hei's side? I went to the toilet earlier, have you come back now?"

Dabai said, "Mother, don't worry about him. My grandfather danced in the yard before, but that kid just put it aside and secretly had fun. I was so angry that I almost wanted to slap him again!"

Hearing that Xiao Hei was all right, Yang Huamei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's fine, go do your own thing! Don't burn the rice or soup."

"Hey, don't worry, mother, it's not the first day I took the handle of the spatula. In the shop in the town, I stayed in the kitchen every day to work with other chefs!"

When Yang Huamei heard this, she was unhappy, and she even stared at Dabai and asked Dabai:

"Why? You are the shopkeeper and their owner. You paid them to come back to let them work for you and work hard for you. How can you also work there?"

(End of this chapter)