In the main room, there are two tables.
Old Yangtou and Yang Huaan sat at the table above as usual.
Yang Hualin's family, the second roommate, did not show up as usual.
Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze, followed Sun, and sat down at the table below.
Yang Huaming brought melon seeds and peanuts, and He'er made tea.
Ju'er was playing with the three girls nearby.
"With my younger brother, He'er is really a big sister now. She can even help make tea."
Sun praised with a smile.
He'er smiled shyly.
Yang Huaming looked at his three daughters, his face filled with relief.
"It would be better for the children of the poor to become masters and be sensible earlier," he said.
After a while, the sounds of talking and walking were heard outside.
Immediately, Yang Huamei took Tan into the dining hall, followed by Wang Shuanzi.
Seeing Yang Huamei again after two months, Yang Ruoqing felt that this sister-in-law had changed somehow.
Fat, still fat.
The skin color has not changed, the surface of the moon is full of pits.
There was a layer of oil on the forehead and sides of the nose, as if the face had not been washed.
However, the temperament exuding from her body was a little different from before.
The taste of being a woman is a bit stronger.
While Yang Ruoqing was thinking about it secretly, Yang Huaming had already invited Tan and Yang Huamei to sit down at their table.
Wang Shuanzi naturally went to the men's table above.
Yang Ruoqing then observed Yang Huamei.
After Yang Huamei sat down, she first grabbed melon seeds and peanuts and ate them.
When we're done, we'll drink tea.
Eat after drinking.
Mrs. Tan sat there peeling melon seeds and peanuts for her from beginning to end, making a crackling sound.
This sound lasted until dinner was served.
There were two tables full of wine and food.
The ingredients are very good, including chicken, duck, and fish. Yang Huaming bought them all.
But Mrs. Liu who is in charge of the dishes is not a clever woman, and a table of good ingredients can still be ruined in her hands.
As soon as the dishes are put on the table, the appearance of the food puts a damper on one's appetite.
"Oh, I've been cooking all morning and I'm exhausted."
Mrs. Liu took off the apron she was about to put on, patted her body a few times, and then sat down next to Yang Ruoqing.
As soon as I sat down, a strong fishy smell and stench hit my nostrils.
Yang Ruoqing's stomach was churning and she almost vomited.
"Third sister-in-law, Qing'er, please eat some vegetables, you're welcome."
Madam Liu grabbed her chopsticks and took the time to greet Yang Ruoqing and Madam Sun.
This mouth reveals a mouth full of yellow teeth.
Yang Ruoqing knitted her brows together, her expression a bit ugly.
I don’t know who passed it down in this area. It is said that women cannot brush their teeth, wash their hair, or take a long bath after confinement.
In the end, the women were in confinement.
No matter how delicate the daughter-in-law is, she has turned into a slovenly creature.
Because I haven’t brushed my teeth or washed my hair for a month, my pockets have become loose.
While eating, I didn’t dare to think about it any more.
Sun, who knew her daughter Mo Ruomu, saw something strange about Yang Ruoqing.
"Come Qing'er, let's change seats."
Mrs. Sun directly dragged Yang Ruoqing over and sat down on her own.
Over there, Yang Huaming greeted everyone to eat food and drink.
At the women's table, Yang Huamei and Mrs. Liu couldn't help it, and dug their chopsticks into the chicken nuggets.
Yang Ruoqing sat there, took one or two pieces of vegetarian vegetables on the side, took two bites, and couldn't eat any more.
They kept enduring and waiting until Mrs. Sun had finished eating before we left together.
Halfway through the meal, Yang Huamei suddenly got off the table.
I saw him put several pieces of dog meat into his bowl, then got off the table and ran to the men's table above.
"Come on, Shuanzi, eat a few more pieces of dog meat."
Yang Huamei poured the dog meat from her bowl into Wang Shuanzi's bowl.
Wang Shuanzi looked at the darkly burned dog meat in the bowl and didn't want to eat it.
"Meier, you can eat by yourself, I'm almost full."
Wang Shuanzi said.
Yang Huamei frowned in dissatisfaction: "You can eat as much as you are told. Why bother with dog meat to strengthen your virility? You have to eat more."
Wang Shuanzi's face immediately turned red.
Wife, how come you brought those things under the covers to the dinner table?
Yang Huamei was still there, ruthlessly asking Wang Shuanzi to eat the dog meat in front of her.
Wang Shuanzi had no choice but to take a piece and take a bite.
Mrs. Liu burned the dog meat until it was a mess
He couldn't bite at all, and Wang Shuanzi was miserable.
On the side, Yang Huaming quickly stood up and smoothed things over.
"Well, Mei'er has grown up now, is sensible, and knows how to love others, hahaha."
Next to him, Old Yang saw that Yang Huamei still stayed at the table and refused to leave.
He put his hands on his hips and glared at Wang Shuanzi, insisting that he eat the dog meat.
Lao Yangtou put down the wine cup in his hand and made a sound.
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bsp;"What about that, Mei'er, why don't you go back to your table and sit down and let Shuanzi eat slowly?"
After Lao Yang spoke, Yang Huamei did not dare to stay any longer.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to twist Wang Shuanzi's numb arm: "I'll come over and take a look later. If I don't eat it, I won't be done with you."
Yang Huamei returned to her table angrily.
Here, Wang Shuanzi's head is covered with black lines.
Yang Huamei returned to her table and sat down. She took the big chicken drumstick handed over by Mrs. Tan and started to bite into it.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Wang Shuanzi over there, and then at Yang Huamei opposite.
Suddenly, she seemed to understand why Yang Huamei's temperament had changed.
Lowering his eyes, the falling eyelashes covered the fleeting evil in his eyes.
Haha, Yang Huamei is actually a woman
Uncle Shuanzi, can you handle this thin body?
The supply must exceed the demand, otherwise, we wouldn’t be forced to eat so much dog meat.
Huh-huh, please ask Uncle Shuanzi for the shadow area in his heart.
After dinner, Yang Huazhong was left by Old Yang to talk and drink tea.
Yang Ruoqing and Sun quickly returned to their home.
And in the east room of Lao Yang's house.
Mrs. Tan closed the door and pulled Yang Huamei to sit by the bed.
"Meier, tell mother, how are you and Shuanzi getting along these days?"
Mrs. Tan lowered her voice, wanting to have a private conversation with her daughter.
Yang Huamei was burping and eating a handful of candy dimes in her mouth.
When Tan asked, she curled her lips and said, "How else can we just live like this?"
Tan said: "Then how do you sleep at night?"
"Shuanzi, why don't you go sleep in the next room?" she asked again.
Yang Huamei said: "He was not very healthy during those days and moved to the next door room to sleep for about ten days. Now he moved back this morning."
Ms. Tan was relieved when she heard that she had moved back.
"Then if his body and bones are better, will he still be able to accomplish anything?"
Tan asked next.
Yang Huamei said: "It can be done, but it won't take half a bowl of tea."
Tan said: "It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as it can be accomplished."
"嗛"
Yang Huamei rolled her eyes.
Every time when the interest aroused, he would collapse within a few moments, making her toss and turn all night long and unable to sleep well.
feels awful
Mrs. Tan was blind and could not see the resentment on the face of the girl next to her.
