, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Tan spat hard and cut off Sun's words: "If you are not that kind of person, then what kind of person are you? A vicious woman who doesn't even help her mother-in-law when she falls on her heel, how can she be so good-minded? Damn, that's it. You will act like my son, but I won’t accept your behavior!”
Sun's feet stumbled and she almost fell. She was holding on to the old locust tree next to her. She was so angry that she held her chest, but she couldn't say a word.
Here, Yang Ruoqing had just walked to the door of the house when she heard the torture behind her.
She rolled her eyes and felt so angry that she wanted to laugh. She even suspected that she was the roundworm in Tan's belly. How could she guess so accurately?
At the door of the kitchen, Mrs. Tan saw Yang Ruoqing's back and thought that the fat girl was guilty of stealing something. With a cold look, she shouted at Yang Ruoqing's strong back and waist: "Fat girl, don't even think about hiding in the house. Stop!"
Yang Ruoqing turned around, and Mrs. Tan had already stepped in front of her with her little splayed feet. Her eyebrows were raised: "Fat girl, tell me the truth, what will your mother do in the morning?" Is there something for you to eat? If you dare not tell the truth, I will peel off your skin, lock you in a small dark room, put yellow leather in there and gnaw your toes!"
"A nurse like you? What do you mean by always scaring children like this!"
Old Yangtou's voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard gate. On his head was a straw hat that farmers used to protect themselves from the sun. His bare feet were wearing a pair of straw sandals. His trousers were rolled up to his knees, and his calves were covered in mud.
Mrs. Tan turned her head and glanced at Old Yang, and said angrily: "It's half day, if you're not harvesting rice with them in the fields, why are you running home?"
"The boss is not reliable at what he does. I asked him to prepare some extra straw and ropes to tie up the ears of rice last night. There is a big piece missing. I will come back and get another bundle! Don't mess around with this, hurry up and go to the back. Find something for me."
"Wait a minute, I have to deal with this matter first! It's hard to guard against house thieves today with day and night guarding. If you dare to steal food while I'm not at home, it's a big deal!"
After saying that, Mrs. Tan ignored the frowning old Yang, and then threatened Yang Ruoqing: "Why don't you tell me, what did your mother give you?"
Yang Ruoqing looked at Tan's fierce look and found it funny.
She pursed her lips, but acted as if she was frightened. She shrank to the side, but raised her hand and pointed tremblingly toward her room.
"Mother...given it..."
Did your mother give it to you?
Tan's eyes suddenly lit up. Fortunately, he came back in time and the dirt hadn't been destroyed yet.
He turned around and glared at Old Yang proudly, raised his hand and pushed Yang Ruoqing aside who was blocking the door, and entered the west wing in a flash.
In the west wing room, there was no food or bowls and chopsticks. All the bedding on the bed was carried out to the yard to dry. Except for the huge bathtub and a large basin of muddy water on the ground in the middle of the room, there was no place to hide anything in the room. There is no place.
Mrs. Tan glanced around the four corners of the room at a glance, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"Fat Ya, where is the thing?" Tan grabbed one of the arms of Yang Ruoqing who was following the house and asked with eyes wide open.
Yang Ruoqing was no longer afraid at this time. She leaned forward and used her other hand to swipe the bath water in the basin with relish. When she heard Tan asked, she chuckled: "Take a bath... the fragrance... smell..."
Wow…
Mrs. Tan felt that it suddenly started raining in front of her eyes, and before she could react, she was hit with a chill.
She screamed strangely, let go of Yang Ruoqing's arm, and took two steps back.
Yang Ruoqing, however, became more playful. She squatted down by the basin, raised up a whole handful of bath water with both hands, and splashed it out. She was grinning so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes, and she was still making inarticulate sounds. Laughter: "Milk... take a bath... huff..."
In the end, it was Lao Yang who rushed in and dragged Mrs. Tan out of the house, who was like a drowned rat. Yang Ruoqing was also taken out of the yard by Mrs. Sun who came to her senses and protected her behind her.
Mrs. Sun explained tremblingly: "Mom, there was smoke in the chimney at home yesterday. It was me who was boiling bath water for Qing'er. I looked at the warm sun today, and this child hasn't been washed for a long time. bath……"
After hearing Sun's explanation, Old Yangtou immediately understood what was going on, and his face suddenly turned black.
"Why have you been messing around for most of the day? You get suspicious when the child takes a bath! And you make yourself look so sloppy, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, are you trying to ransack your home?" Old Yang was rightly angry. The Tan family was scolded.
Mrs. Tan was feeling depressed, but she couldn't find a reason to vent her anger. She even had bath water poured all over her head and body by her idiot granddaughter. Now, the head of the family, Lao Yangtou, is pointing at his nose and scolding him, and his face is burning.
She turned her face away from Old Yangtou's expression, gritted her teeth and stared at Yang Ruoqing who was being protected by Mrs. Sun behind her.
Yang Ruoqing poked her head out from behind Mrs. Sun, made faces at Mrs. Tan, stuck out her tongue, and rolled her eyes. Mrs. Tan was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"What are you still doing here? Come with me to the backyard shed to twist ropes, and there are still people rushing to use them in the fields!"
Old Yangtou picked up Mr. Tan and walked towards the back. The house structure of Old Yang's house was actually a small courtyard with three entrances. The people in the big house and the second house lived in the front yard. In the middle yard lived Lao Yangtou and his wife. The fifth Yang Huazhou, the sixth Yang Huamei, and the people in the third and fourth bedrooms.
The kitchen and dining hall are also located in this courtyard. There is a similar small courtyard behind this courtyard. In the small courtyard, three wing rooms are built on the east side for storing sundries. Then there are pig pens, chicken coops, cowsheds, toilets, etc., and a few open spaces, all chopped into small and flat vegetable plots.
While Mrs. Tan was being dragged away by Old Yangtou, she couldn't help but turn around and look suspiciously at the back of Yang Ruoqing, who was being led into the west wing by Mrs. Sun.
"What else are you looking at?" Old Yangtou said dissatisfied.
"Hey, Dad Mei'er, have you noticed that Fat Ya has looked a little different since she woke up yesterday!" Mrs. Tan said with a puzzled look.
Old Yangtou had already sat down on the ground at the door of the house. He took a bunch of straw and put one end firmly under the soles of his feet. He spat into his hand and divided the straw evenly into three strands with both hands. He twisted it into a rope, raised his eyelids, glanced at Mrs. Tan, and asked: "What's different? He's not as crazy and ignorant as before!"
"That fat girl in the past was also crazy, but she didn't dare to confront me!" Mrs. Tan shouted dissatisfied. In the past, as long as she looked at her, the fat girl would definitely cry!
But in the past two days, I have been teased by her many times. The mud on my face last night, the pricked hand this morning, and the half-dry clothes...
"No, no, I feel like Fatty has changed. She knows how to stand up for her mother!" Mrs. Tan slapped her thighs and frowned. Thinking of the face Fatty made at her just now, she felt even more hateful. Teeth itching.
