Chapter 3406 There is a plan

Style: Romance Author: peak light rainWords: 2279Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:23
"Why are you shouting? Why are you scolding? I'm running around here and there for this family, and I use a curtain as a sole for others to step on. Can't you give me a peaceful life?"

Yang Huaming glared at Mr. Liu and roared.

Liu was stunned for a moment, then turned the gun and pointed it at Yang Huaming.

"Ha, that's funny. Who are you running around for? Don't you have any idea?"

"You're doing it for the vixen in that house and that old guy of yours."

"We ladies are raised by Chen Biao. We haven't even received a penny from you during the Chinese New Year. Don't forget about your face being stepped on like the sole of someone's shoe."

"Even if you are used to wipe your butt, you deserve it. If you let the vixen lick it for you, I have not taken a penny from you to live. Stop complaining to me, bah!"

Ms. Liu has turned on the mode of ridicule. Recently, Ms. Liu was greatly hit because Xiaojuan successfully gave birth to her son.

She locked herself in the house for several days and did not go out to the village to visit. After several days of seclusion and practice, she finally came out.

Everyone thought that Mrs. Liu would worry about her family status from now on and become cautious, but nothing happened.

During this time in seclusion, Liu has been practicing his 'taunting' skills.

At this moment, he started mocking Yang Huaming again. Every word and every sentence hit Yang Huaming's pain point.

Yang Huaming was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only lift his leg and kick the door next to him.

The side door connects the front hall and the backyard. It is relatively thin and has some age.

Yang Huaming kicked him so hard that a hole was opened under the door. One of Yang Huaming's feet was inserted there and could not be pulled out.

He exerted another force, and it was over. A large piece of his trousers was torn off, and a large piece of skin was rubbed off his ankle, which was very painful.

"Oh, you damn woman!"

Yang Huaming grimaced in pain and held on to the door to fight against the trapped beast.

Seeing this scene, Ms. Liu twitched her lips and sneered: "You deserve it!"

Then he turned around and ran back to the west room, closing the door.

Yang Huaming was so angry that he was shaking all over.

The noise here alarmed the east room, and Old Yangtou ran out. Seeing this situation, he hurried over.

"It's fine, just have a few quarrels, why take it out on others? This family has been going through ups and downs for more than ten years, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Old Yangtou cherished every plant and tree in his house and kept scolding Yang Huaming while leaning down to help Yang Huaming pull out his feet.

The father and son managed to pull out the foot with all their strength. Lao Yangtou stayed and squatted there, looking at the hole in the door, wondering how to repair it.

Yang Huaming limped back to Xiaojuan's house.

In the room, Xiaojuan was lying on the bed with her back to Yang Huaming, feeding Goudan.

Xiaojuan also heard clearly what was going on outside.

She hugged Goudan'er with one hand and gently caressed Goudan's little body with the other hand, silently.

After entering the door, Yang Huaming sat down on the edge of the bed, cursed and went to pull off his trousers to check the injury.

The sudden movement frightened Goudan'er on the bed. The child twitched suddenly, let go of his vagina and started to cry.

Xiaojuan quickly sat up and held the child in her arms, coaxing her gently. Yang Huaming became even more upset when he heard the child cry and the pain in his feet.

"Tell him not to cry, it's so noisy!" he said.

Xiaojuan gave Yang Huaming an aggrieved look and said, "A child who is only more than 20 days old will still cry even if you yell at him to death."

Yang Huaming said: "Cry, cry, cry, sooner or later I will cry to death."

Having said that, the love between father and son was deep. Yang Huaming glanced at the little face in Xiaojuan's arms that looked exactly like his own. He was red and distorted from crying, and suddenly he felt heartbroken again.

"You feed and coax her first, I won't make a sound." He said.

Xiaojuan then immersed herself in breastfeeding the child, while Yang Huaming stood up, found some powder and applied it on his ankles, then sat back on the bed.

"The nanny thing is so dirty. The Sun family is too damned to give me any face," he said.

Hearing that this was a shame, Xiaojuan pretended to be a little disappointed on her face, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

It's enough to feed your own child with your own milk, why would you feed someone else's child for that little money?

"You are Qing'er's fourth uncle, and you are related to them. Isn't this okay?" Xiaojuan asked pretending to be dissatisfied.

Yang Huaming snorted coldly.

"If anything happens to the Sun family in the future, whether it's castrating pigs or killing pigs, please ask me to help. I won't go," he added.

Xiaojuan said: "Fourth brother, I know you are unhappy. Listen to my advice. As it was in the past, let's do it in the future. Don't forget that you and Chen Biao are relying on Qing'er's restaurant to make a living. Woolen cloth!"

Yang Huaming frowned: "What do you mean by relying on me? I am his fourth uncle, and it is the property of the old Yang family..."

Xiaojuan interrupted Yang Huaming: "It's true that you are her fourth uncle, but the restaurant was originally used as a dowry. The third brother wrote in black and white, so that she could marry into the Luo family. The restaurant is an industry under the name of the Luo family. It does not have a surname. Yang."

After hearing Xiaojuan's words, Yang Huaming suddenly softened like a deflated rubber ball.

"It's really uncomfortable to have to rely on others. It's useless and frustrating." He said, and raised his fist to hit the quilt under him.

Xiaojuan looked at the sleeping Goudan in her arms and said softly: "When you work for others, you must be inferior, even if you are your own niece."

"In Lao Yang's house, if she politely calls you fourth uncle, it will also give your third brother face."

"When we get outside, she will be your boss. She will do whatever she says. What can you do?" Xiaojuan said.

"I used to work as a maid for others. Both my parents are from the Yang family in Yuncheng. From the time I was born, I knew that I was destined to be a slave."

"Fourth brother, don't be discouraged, these people are destined to die."

"For our sake, Goudan'er, please bear with us and don't quarrel with the Sun family and Qing'er. It's not good for us."

"You work hard in the restaurant and save more money for our dog egg so that he can go to school in the future."

"Goudan looks like you. He must be smart. That stupid, fat guy who can't even see clearly without glasses can pass the exam."

"Maybe we, Goudan, can do it too, and it will only take a dozen years. By then, we will be able to survive, and no one will be afraid of us!"

Xiaojuan's words made Yang Huaming see endless hope.

It seemed as if he had already seen the day when his biological son Guangzong Yaozu was born. He was the father and old man of the Juren Master.

"It's hard work but it's all good. Xiaojuan, don't worry. I've figured it out. I have hope!"

Yang Huaming raised his head, his eyes lit up.

"Is your son asleep?" he asked.

Xiaojuan nodded.

Yang Huaming came over and carefully looked at the wrinkled little face in Xiaojuan's arms.

He became a father when he was sixteen or seventeen, and now his eldest daughter Yang Ruohe is eighteen.

But when he was thirty-four, almost thirty-five, he finally welcomed his own biological son.

A daughter is always someone else's, and a son is his own. Yang Huaming has always believed this.

Looking at his son now, he felt full of fighting spirit.

"Xiaojuan, I suddenly have a plan!"