Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8975

Go congratulate, everyone will go.

But how to congratulate and how much to take, naturally there is a rule.

But you, Yang Huamei, asked everyone to pay for the meeting when you came up, which is not within the scope of the rules at all.

Well, even if it’s not surprising that there are many people who are polite in many cases, you don’t necessarily follow the rules for everything. If you have a good relationship and good conditions, you can give more.

For example, Yang Ruoqing bought dowry for several cousins, and it was a gift of money and shop.

This is not within the scope of the rules!

However, please note that this is what she, the gift-giver, wanted to give subjectively, and it was not something that a few cousins ​​begged her to give it, or ordered her to give it!

She voluntarily gave it away, and everyone was happy.

If someone orders her to give it away, I'm sorry, let alone money and shops, I won't even show my head when you get married, and I won't give you any basic face!
But this time about the old Wang's family, Yang Huamei obviously got it wrong, that's why she offended the public.

Therefore, instead of going to the old Wang's house to congratulate him today, and deliberately letting the old Wang's house hang out, this is not Yang Ruoqing's instigation, nor is Tan's call. Didn't say anything.

"Qing'er, why don't you speak? Hehe, you've been hit by what I said, are you guilty?"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's silence, Yang Huamei became more and more unreasonable.

"Our old Yang family and Lao Wang's family are such real relatives. You always come and go when you move around. Qing'er, a married girl, you have to provoke me here. What kind of bad intentions are you doing! You What is it based on? Just because your Luo family is rich and Tang Yazi is powerful, you can do anything wrong?"

Yang Ruoqing's pupils shrank slightly.

Aunt Mei'er's words were a little serious.

"Mel!"

"Mel!"

At the same time, the reprimands from Yang Huazhong and Old Yangtou sounded almost simultaneously.

Yang Huamei looked back and forth, and said angrily to her father and brother: "What do you mean? Qing'er is the daughter of old Yang's family, so I am not?"

"You say every day that you want a bowl of water to be level, is that how you serve it?"

"Ha, just because Qing'er, a married girl, is more promising than me, I, as an aunt, can't even say her? You snobs! Bah!"

"Mei'er, you're going too far! This matter has nothing to do with Qing'er!" Yang Huazhong said again with a cold face.

Yang Huamei is like a machine gun now, she thinks she is standing on the high ground of morality, whoever dares to question her, she turns her gun to aim at them, and she will bombard them wildly.

No, just as Yang Huazhong stopped her, she immediately pointed her gun at Yang Huazhong.

"Third brother, you can protect your own daughter with all your strength. As Li Zheng of Changping Village, and as the eldest brother of the old Yang family's generation, your mind is in a crunchy place!"

"Our father and mother are not dead yet, and if you favor your daughter like this, after a hundred years from our father and mother, will you still have brothers and sisters like us in your eyes?"

"Mei'er!" Yang Huazhong yelled at her again in a rough voice.

In this voice, there is so much sadness, so much anger, so much anger on the verge of endurance of Yang Huazhong, an honest, honest and straightforward brother!

Not to mention that Yang Ruoqing and Lao Yangtou could clearly feel Yang Huazhong's utmost restraint, even Xiao Hei, who was behind Yang Huamei who was not familiar with the world, was scared by the third uncle's low growl, his neck shrank, his body tensed up, and he wanted to It's time to escape from the three-bedroom yard.

"Mom, stop talking, let's go back!"

Xiao Hei quietly moved behind Yang Huamei and tugged at her sleeves.

But she was thrown away by Yang Huamei.

She turned her head and stared at Xiao Hei, deliberately raised her voice, and said in a demonstrative tone:

"What's there to be afraid of? Everything my mother says is reasonable, and it's reasonable to travel all over the world!"

"Could it be that your third uncle is going to beat someone in a rage?"

Xiao Hei was so frightened that he lowered his head again, and shrank behind Yang Huamei again.

Yang Huamei turned her head, looked at Yang Huazhong whose face was distorted by her anger, and then berated him arrogantly.

"Third brother, don't blame me for coming to wait for you, and don't blame me for speaking badly."

"It's true that you don't give me face today. What you did today is so chilling. I'm like an orphan, the kind who popped out from the cracks in the rocks. Without the presence of my mother's family, I was laughed at by others!"

"Auntie, what you say is really ugly."

Yang Ruoqing also took over Yang Huamei's words again, using her chest to meet Yang Huamei's machine gun fire.

"In front of my grandfather, you said that you are like an orphan who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks,"

"You are really not afraid of my grandfather, my grandma is chilling!"

"Even if my father and uncle didn't go today, my grandma will always go, right?"

"Two elderly people of such age, who have limited mobility, rushed to join them. You still don't think it's enough, you are really greedy!"

"I'm greedy? What am I greedy for? I just want you to come over and have a banquet, I'm at a loss!"

"Ha, the banquet? Is the banquet free? Can you eat without the meeting money?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Auntie, people are not stupid, so don't pretend to be stupid."

"I'll tell you the truth today. My grandma had to go because of your face."

"As for us, we don't owe you anything. If you respect us, we will respect you."

"You give us a task, hey, let's not go!"

"Who doesn't order food and drink at home? Why is it arranged by you? You still go to my parents to find fault. It's really embarrassing. You found the wrong place, don't you know?"

Yang Huamei was very upset after Yang Ruoqing's meal.

She slammed the crutch in her hand against the wall next to her, making a loud bang.

Her hair was blown away by the night wind, and she stood there baring her teeth and claws, like a madwoman.

Xiao Hei, who was closest to her, was so frightened that he held his head and jumped a few steps away.

"Father, third brother, did you hear that? This is the good daughter taught by our old Yang's family, and she pointed at her aunt like this!"

"I'm her aunt, her elder!"

"Elders should also look like elders," Yang Ruoqing folded her hands and looked at Yang Huamei with a sneer.

"You are old and disrespectful, and you only want to blackmail us to make you look good. You didn't take us seriously first, so don't be afraid of being scolded!"

Yang Huamei screamed with a sharp voice, and made a sharp whistle from the narrow gap between the throat and vocal cords.

If this whistle is heard by those in the vocal music industry, they will probably find her to sing and specialize in soaring high notes.

It's a pity that this is ancient times, or ancient rural villages.

Even if she suddenly stimulated her hidden attributes in a state of anger at this moment, this thousand-mile horse would not be able to meet her Bole.

(End of this chapter)