Both Mother Li and Mrs. Liu persuaded her like this. Mother Li said all kinds of good and soft words. Yang Yongxian secretly glanced at Li Xiuxin who was standing at the door of the house holding Xiu'er.
Two lines of clear tears rolled down her stubborn but handsome face, and she bit her lip tightly, as if she was holding back huge grievances.
Yang Yongxian's heart suddenly softened, and most of the previous anger dissipated.
Liao Meiying, who had been sitting on the ground, secretly looked at the changes in Yang Yongxian's face, her eyes flickered slightly, and there was a trace of unwillingness.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside, mixed with the sounds of men talking.
It's probably Lao Yangtou and the others who came back from the show?
Liao Meiying suddenly stood up and came to Yang Yongxian. She grabbed the corners of Yang Yongxian's robe with both hands and knelt down with a thud.
"Yongxian, I beg you not to divorce Sister Xiuxin. If you want to divorce, just divorce me. I was also at fault for what happened tonight. I should have informed you here when I took over Xiu'er. But I didn’t dare. I saw you reading and practicing calligraphy, and I didn’t dare to disturb you. I took it on by myself. It caused you to misunderstand Sister Xiuxin, and also caused Sister Xiuxin to misunderstand me. It also caused Aunt Li’s family to suffer. I didn’t enjoy the show when I came here, and it even made my fourth aunt personally come over to mediate this late at night. Everything is my fault. If you want to hit or punish me, just punish me. Forgive me, Miss Xiuxin..."
Liao Meiying begged bitterly, looking up at Yang Yongxian with a real face and eager eyes. It seemed that if Yang Yongxian continued not to agree to Liao Meiying's request, he would be unable to get up from his knees, or even faint because of the blood attack.
Yang Yongxian's anger had completely dissipated at this moment, and just as he was about to lean over to help Liao Meiying, a deep voice suddenly came from the door.
"What are you doing? There are people crying and howling in the first month of the year, and there are people kneeling on the ground. Are they all full and have nothing to do?" Old Yangtou asked in a deep voice. The good mood after coming back from the theater was gone. .
Yang Yongxian was startled and quickly leaned over to pull Liao Meiying up first. Liao Meiying looked at Old Yang timidly and whispered: "Master, it's nothing big, just a small misunderstanding..."
How can a small misunderstanding cause such a big mess? Is it a fool to bully an old man?
Old Yang Touhu lowered his face and scanned every person in the room with a scrutinizing gaze. When he found that Mother Li was also there, Old Yang's gray brows furrowed slightly.
Finally, the scrutinizing gaze fell on Yang Yongxian.
"Yongxian said, what's going on!" Old Yang said.
Yang Yongxian stepped forward and explained the cause and effect of the matter in a few words.
After listening, not only Lao Yang's head was covered with black streaks, but Yang Huaming and Yang Yongjin who were following him also had black streaks on their heads.
"Do you think it's such a big deal? Just because of such a trivial matter, you can make such a fuss? It's really unheard of!" Old Yang said with a shameful voice.
"You have bad breast and intestinal tract problems. This is an old problem for many years. It's nothing to make a fuss about. Just make her some more pear soup and put more sesame oil in the dishes."
"As for not saying hello while watching the show, Mei Ying is watching the children.
It’s okay, Yongxian, you don’t have to be angry,”
"Xiu Xin accompanies her mother to the theater. This is a sign of filial piety. Mei Ying takes the initiative to help take care of the children. This is Mei Ying's kindness. Both are correct."
"But the next time something like this happens, I hope you, Xiuxin, can come over and inform Yongxian by yourself. If you don't bother to talk a few times, there will be such a twist later, why bother?"
Lao Yangtou's words were spoken from the perspective of an impartial parent, and Yang Yongxian and others nodded in agreement.
Li Xiuxin stood at the door of the house, holding Xiu'er in her arms. She turned her head and was still angry with Yang Yongxian, but she couldn't get angry and could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Seeing this, Mother Li quickly stood up and said with tears of gratitude to Lao Yang: "Master Yongxian, you are still wise and fair. I am impressed by your courage as the head of the family. My Xiuxin is sometimes a boring gourd. But this kid still has a very filial heart."
"The man in my family passed away early, and my mother and I grew up dependent on each other. In the past, I had no time or thought to go to the theater to keep my two siblings together."
"Thanks to the generosity of your old Yang family and Xiu'er's blessing, I came to stay for a while to help take care of Xiu'er and Xiu Xin's second child. I just happened to be singing a big opera, and Xiu Xin wanted to take me with him. Go and broaden your horizons and see some drama, this one caused this commotion.”
"Little wife, if I knew that going to the theater would cause misunderstandings between my daughter and son-in-law, I would kill myself not to watch that Lao Shizi. In my dreams, I hope that their husband, wife, and children will be harmonious, and everything will be fine for the family..."
Mother Li said carefully, taking out the handkerchief to wipe her tears.
Although she is middle-aged, her white skin covers three ugliness. Mother Li is fair and smooth, with regular facial features. Her weak and helpless look when she cries can actually soften the tough man's heart.
Old Yangtou couldn't help but sympathize with the middle-aged widow in front of him who made him look twenty years younger.
"Mom Xiu Xin, don't cry. The children are all young and energetic, so they won't make a fuss if they say a few words." Old Yang said.
"Since you're here, you can live here happily, keep Xiu Xin company, and help take care of her."
"It's getting late. Everyone has dispersed. Let's go and have some rest. It's the first month of the year. If you have anything to do, sit down and discuss it. Don't make such a fuss again to scare Xiu'er, my great-grandson."
Old Yangtou took out a twist from his pocket like a magic trick and gave it to Xiu'er.
Half-year-old Xiu'er curiously took the twist handed over by Old Yangtou, held it in his two little hands, awkwardly brought it to his mouth, stuck out his little pink tongue and licked it slowly.
This naive look made Old Yangtou's eyes full of smiles.
"Look at such a cute child, Yongxian, Xiuxin, you two should live in harmony and live a good life!" Lao Yangtou sighed.
Yang Yongxian also came to Li Xiuxin and Xiu'er. He raised his hand and touched Xiu'er's head, feeling happy in his heart.
Yang Yongxian looked at Li Xiuxin again, and found that Li Xiuxin also turned her eyes from Xiu'er to him.
The two people's eyes collided, and Li Xiuxin's eyes were filled with grievances and grievances.
Yang Yongxian's heart suddenly softened completely. Because of Xiu'er, because of the child in her belly, and because of Old Yangtou's words, Yang Yongxian suddenly felt a blood connection between himself and the woman in front of him.
Behind them, Mrs. Li and Mrs. Liu secretly looked at each other, and both of them smiled tacitly.
As for Liao Meiying, she suddenly felt that as an outsider, she was very embarrassed watching the family reunited with their children.
At this moment, Mrs. Liu suddenly spoke up: "Dad, I think I'll let Xiuxinniang go to my room and have a little time with me tonight. Let the young couple talk together and take care of Xiu'er together. Wait until tomorrow. Xiuxinniang, please come and take over officially. How about that?"
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