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Yang Huaan is in the situation he is in today. He brought it on himself and does not deserve sympathy.
"Hey, it's really off-putting to talk about this while having breakfast." Yang Ruoqing said with a deliberately droopy face.
Yang Yongjin grinned: "No more talking. So what, Bamei, when will we leave?"
Cao Bamei put down her chopsticks, wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up.
"I'm full, let's leave now."
"Okay!" Yang Yongjin said, "Then I'll go tell Third Uncle and the others, and then I'll wait for you outside the yard."
"Okay, I'll be here in a moment." Cao Bamei responded.
Here, she turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, I have to go to town."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, it's better to go to town and live a good life with my second brother."
Cao Bamei said: "In the past two days, I have to work hard for you and my third aunt to help take care of my mother-in-law, fourth brother, and grandma."
"When we found the house, we immediately returned to the village to pick them up," she added.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "You can go to the town to find a house with peace of mind. We will take good care of them in the past two days."
Together with Yang Huazhong, Sun and Da Sun, they sent Yang Yongjin and his wife to the carriage, and everyone returned to the yard in mourning.
The eldest Sun family already knew from Sun family the reason why Cao Bamei and the others wanted to separate their families and stay away from their old home.
"It's good to leave. Let's go clean. I'll ask Qing'er to send a message to Bamei and the others later."
"Let them come back to my place for a meal during the holidays from now on, and break off the relationship with Yang Hua'an, that crooked old dog!" said the eldest Sun angrily.
Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry.
"Yongjin's father is not the only one in the old Yang family. Everyone else is pretty good."
"It's not good to go to your mother's house instead of your husband's house. Yongjin is angry with his father, but not with anyone else. After all, he is a descendant of the old Yang family," the woman said.
Mrs. Dasun snorted: "I'm just talking in anger!"
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Before lunch, Mrs. Sun sent Yang Ruoqing to visit the old house.
Definitely not to visit Yang Hua'an, but to see if Jin's lunch was burnt.
If it wasn't burning, I might beat some more rice and give some food to Old Yang and his wife, as well as Mrs. Jin and her son.
As for Yang Huaan, whether he will starve to death or not is not a consideration.
Old house.
As soon as Yang Ruoqing entered the house, she smelled the stench of feces and urine.
That smell came from Yang Huaan's house.
Yang Ruoqing quickly covered her mouth and nose and rushed forward. She had no intention of taking a look inside the room, even though the door was ajar.
However, Yang Huaan in the room heard footsteps outside.
"Which one is it? Is it the young boy?"
"Get me here, I'm dying of thirst, please pour me some tea..."
When she heard the ferocious roar, Yang Ruoqing stopped.
He pushed open the door of Yang Hua'an's house sideways, covered his mouth and nose and poked his head inside.
Then he saw Yang Huaan sitting on the bed, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face.
Seeing the door being pushed open, he turned his head angrily in this direction.
Thinking it was Yang Yongqing, he opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw it was Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huaan was stunned for a moment.
"Hey, uncle, what's going on? The room looks like a toilet. It almost smoked me to death." Yang Ruoqing said deliberately, fanning her sleeves.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huaan gritted his teeth.
I just ate the food from this damn girl's house last night and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for most of the night. I just took a breath now.
"Huh, whoever does good things knows it in his heart."
Yang Huaan said bitterly.
"Those who play dirty tricks behind people's backs and stumble others will be struck by lightning and get sores on their soles of the feet!" he continued.
Yang Ruoqing was startled.
Are you cursing her for last night's meal?
"Oh no, if you give the food to the dog, the dog will still wag its tail at you."
"Some people are worse than dogs." Yang Ruoqing sneered.
"It's really shameless to eat other people's food secretly, and then you can't digest it yourself, and you still rely on others!"
"Wasting food while alive, polluting the land when dead, bah!"
Yang Ruoqing's words made Yang Huaan blush and become even more embarrassed.
"Damn girl, who are you scolding? I'm your father's eldest brother. Your father has to call me big brother when he sees me. Who do you think you are?" Yang Huaan glared and asked.
Yang Ruoqing fought back without showing any signs of weakness: "Eldest brother? Big brother? You? You don't deserve it!"
"you……"
"What am I?" Yang Ruoqing interrupted Yang Huaan's words.
"Don't soak yourself in monkey urine and take pictures of yourself. With your wretched and trivial appearance, are you worthy of being my uncle?"
"You are the disgrace and scum of the old Yang family. You are the rat excrement that ruined our entire family!"
"you you you……"
Yang Huaan raised his hand to cover his chest, his chest rising and falling rapidly with anger, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and smiled proudly.
Sister, I am not Jin or Cao Bamei.
Want to pick a fight with me? I'm so mad at you!
Throwing a contemptuous look at Yang Huaan, Yang Ruoqing snorted and turned away.
backyard.
Mrs. Sun is already cooking in the kitchen.
Yang Yongqing was chopping firewood at the door of the kitchen to help Jin.
"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west? My little cousin can actually chop wood?"
Yang Ruoqing joked and walked over.
Yang Yongqing held an ax in both hands and was chopping firewood with the clumsy man.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, he raised his head and glanced over here, smiling sheepishly.
"My second brother said that I can no longer play as crazy as I did before. I have to learn something to have food."
"He asked me to practice chopping firewood at home these days, and then he will take me to a restaurant in town to chop wood!" Yang Yongqing said.
"Cousin Qing'er, if I chop wood well, will I be able to eat in the future?" he asked again.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "With three hundred and sixty skills, you will be the number one scholar. Little cousin, if you concentrate on practicing chopping firewood well, you will definitely have something to eat."
Yang Yongqing nodded, picked up the ax again and chopped firewood seriously.
Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen, where Jin was already washing rice and preparing to cook it.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Jin's eyes shone with joy.
With a few rice husks still stuck on his wet hands, he quickly came to Yang Ruoqing and held her hand.
Grinning and saying 'huh? ah? 'the sound of.
As if asking why she is here? Is something wrong?
Yang Ruoqing then gestured and explained Sun's intention.
Jin understood it and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, shouting "Ahhh".
Then she pointed to the rice washed in the dustpan and a handful of vegetables on the side, implying that she would cook lunch herself and there was no need to go there.
After the two communicated, Yang Ruoqing left the kitchen.
I happened to see Lao Yangtou coming back from outside.
The old man had his hands behind his back and a dark face, as if he was angry with someone outside.
