Yang Yongxian looked down at the woman crying and begging for mercy at his feet. Those scenes of red sleeves adding fragrance faded away in his memory.
The woman in front of me is cruel, narrow-minded, and full of lies.
She avenged her personal revenge at her biological son's birthday party and took revenge with all kinds of cruelty.
She made it impossible for him to get off the stage, made him embarrassed in front of everyone, scolded by his elders, and shunned by his brothers.
She became his biggest joke, making him the laughing stock of the entire Old Yang family.
There is a loud-mouthed woman like the fourth aunt in this family. Sooner or later, the news will spread throughout the village and even the entire Qingshui Town.
In the future, if he gets a degree, this incident will always be a stain in his life. No matter where he goes, he will be ridiculed.
It may even be used by people with ulterior motives to make a big fuss!
Thinking of this, Yang Yongxian's pupils shrank violently. In addition, in the east room, Tan had just experienced a 'flash flood' and had just put on his pants and came to the window.
"Yongxian, if you dare to let go and keep that poisonous woman, you are not my eldest grandson, nor are you a member of our Lao Yang family!"
Tan's voice was undoubtedly like drawing a stick into a bucket of boiling oil.
"Go to hell bitch!"
Yang Yongxian roared, raised his leg and kicked Li Xiuxin in the heart...
Li Xiu made a sound in his heart, fell to the ground on his back, and stopped moving.
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On the afternoon of the Hungry Ghost Festival, according to the rules passed down from our ancestors, everyone should bring incense, firecrackers, toilet paper, and offerings, and then go to the river behind the village or at the foot of the mountain to burn incense and worship their ancestors.
When the sound of firecrackers was heard one after another at the foot of the mountain behind the village and by the river, no one in the old Yang family went out to burn incense.
The door to the front yard was closed tightly, but the yard was so busy that there were not even enough toilets, and the stench floated over the yard.
During this period, Yang Ruoqing proposed to ask Uncle Fu to come over and prescribe some medicine for everyone to stop diarrhea, but Old Yangtou refused on the grounds that "the family scandal should not be publicized".
Yang Ruoqing has no idea. In that case, let Lao Yangtou solve it.
She had wanted to leave here for a long time, so she quickly took Luo Baobao and Sun back to her home.
As soon as she got home, Ms. Sun said hurriedly: "I have to go to the toilet too. I have a dull pain in my stomach. I have been holding it in since before."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Fortunately, I drank less, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hold it in."
Mrs. Sun smiled bitterly and ran away without thinking of talking.
Yang Ruoqing also returned to her home. At this time, Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang had prepared their things and were patiently waiting for their return at home.
Seeing the two of them coming back, Luo Fengtang greeted them with a smile.
He first raised his hand and touched Baobao Luo's head, "Daughter, I'm going to your Mr. Taiga's house for a visit at noon. Are you full?"
Luo Baobao said: "I'm full. The uncle in charge lost his temper. He beat my aunt and even kicked my aunt Xiuxin!"
Hearing this, Luo Fengtang was surprised and looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly: "I saw a farce. I'll tell you later on the road."
Then, she said to Luo Baobao: "Don't tell anyone about what you saw at Mr. Taiga's house today."
Luo Baobao nodded obediently, "Mom, don't worry, I'm not Si Ga Po. I keep my mouth shut. Tai Ga Gong also told us to keep our mouths shut when he left!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled, and when she left, Lao Yangtou gathered all the adults and children in the family together, and once again told them not to tell anyone about what happened at home today.
As for the condition of Li Xiuxin who was knocked unconscious by Yang Yongxian's kick, no one dared to ask.
At that time, the person fainted and there was no fetal movement. Old Yang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered Yang Yongxian and others to take the person back to the front yard room. There must be a follow-up, but Yang Ruoqing was not interested in staying there and waiting.
"Baby, we are going to burn incense, are you going?" Blacksmith Luo came over and asked with a smile.
Luo Baobao nodded: "Definitely go!"
Blacksmith Luo held the basket in one hand and stretched out his other hand to hold his granddaughter's hand, "Okay, let's start walking!"
"Uncle, I'll get the basket." Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang got in front of her, "As long as I'm here, none of you can compete with me."
He took the basket from Blacksmith Luo, turned around and grinned at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes full of endearment.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and walked over to his side, "Let's go and burn some incense."
He nodded, freeing his hand to hold her hand.
She originally wanted to pull her hand back, but it was a clear day and the road was full of villagers burning incense, so she felt a little embarrassed to be seen.
She moved her fingers a few times, and his big hand tightened his grip on hers, preventing her from escaping.
She turned to look at him. His neat profile profile looked even more handsome in the afternoon sunlight.
He tilted his head and met her eyes.
His dark eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia, and his smile was warm and gentle.
She was slightly heartbroken.
Suddenly I realized a simple truth that I have never been able to understand.
When a man really loves a woman, she becomes the treasure in his palm.
It is his facade, his signature, the white moonlight in his heart, and the cinnabar between his fingers.
He really loves you, he likes everything about you, and he also likes everything you like.
No matter when or where, he likes to care about you, doesn't care about the eyes of the world, gives you the best things, and pampers you unscrupulously!
This is true love, true love does not need to take into account the eyes of the world, true love does not need to hide.
True love is when you are making trouble, he is laughing, and others are envious and jealous!
Yang Ruoqing gave him a sweet smile, and took the initiative to lean over and walk side by side with him.
This is not a show of affection, this is a daily routine and a habit.
Love that can be shown off is not true love.
She just wants to love him bravely, welcome the eyes of the world, and stand by his side when he needs her. That's enough!
"You haven't had a few bites of this banquet, right?"
Walking on the road, Luo Fengtang asked in a low voice.
When the banquet was mentioned, Yang Ruoqing's smile faded a little, and her brows became a little more tired.
"Hey, it's a good thing I didn't eat. Otherwise, I would be really weak now, the soles of my feet would be weak, and I would be sitting on the toilet unable to get off." She shrugged and teased.
Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of surprise.
Yang Ruoqing whispered to him the whole story of what happened at the banquet.
"Oh, my eldest cousin is really majestic today. He punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten. I suddenly discovered that among the four cousins in my eldest home, my eldest cousin is the one who truly resembles my uncle the most!"
Aloof, false, selfish, self-righteous.
Good face, face is life, but unfortunately I don’t have the life to earn face!
Three words describe him best: hypocrite!
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