Yang Huazhong came to his senses and realized what had just happened.
He patted Luo Fengtang's hand, indicating that he didn't need to hold him so nervously, as he was still standing steadily.
Luo Fengtang nodded and retreated to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing turned to look at him, her eyes filled with gratitude.
Tangyazi, you are so good at helping my father avoid the old lady’s mouthful of old phlegm. You are my benefactor!
Luo Fengtang curled his lips, reached out to hold her hand, and the two stood side by side.
Here, Yang Huazhong spoke with a slightly trembling voice.
"Again? Again!" He was so angry that the muscles on his face twitched several times.
"As a family, what can't we talk about and discuss? I'll either hit or scold you, or I'll spit on you and do these disgusting things. Do you still regard me as your son?" Yang Huazhong roared, shaking the roof. Followed by trembling.
"I asked a craftsman to come to this door during the day, but you kicked him out and refused to let him repair it. I came here again at night, and you refused to let him repair it."
"Yes, it's my hot face that's pressed against your cold ass. If you like to cultivate or not, you'll be pulled down if you don't. I don't have time to serve you!"
After saying these words, Yang Huazhong turned around and left.
Behind him, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.
Growing up, this was the first time I saw my father Baozi getting so angry with his grandma. Is this Baozi’s awakening?
It’s so exciting, so awesome, so refreshing, it’s long overdue!
"Qing'er, Tangyazi, what are you doing standing there? Go home!"
Yang Huazhong took a few steps and found that his daughter and son-in-law had not followed him. He turned around and greeted them.
Yang Ruoqing quickly came to her senses and said, "Okay, come on, come on!"
The young couple quickly went hand in hand to chase Yang Huazhong.
Ms. Liu meowed from side to side, rubbed oil on her soles and ran back to the west room, then hid behind the window and continued to peek at what was going on here.
When the people in the third room and Mrs. Liu evacuated from the yard, Yang Huaming was still vomiting there.
I vomited all the tonics I had taken during the day, and in the end I almost vomited out even gastric juice and bile.
Xiaojuan was worried and asked in a low voice: "Fourth brother, are you okay?"
Yang Huaming waved his hands, he really didn’t even have the strength to speak!
Mrs. Tan was annoyed when she heard Xiaojuan's concerned words.
Therefore, he spread his dissatisfaction with Yang Huazhong onto Yang Huaming.
"Fourth brother, you are also a dark-hearted bastard. In the past two days, you have clearly known that the door to my and your father's house is broken. You pretended not to care, lying on the bed and stretching your body. You eat well and drink spicy food every day and don't care about our two elders. Life or death, were you pulled out of my intestines? Is this how you repay your mother?"
As soon as Tan's scolding ended, Yang Huaming turned around suddenly and rushed to Tan with a pair of red eyes: "Thank you for being able to say it, bah!"
"Some time ago something happened to Yongxian. I was like a fucking dog being ordered back and forth by you. I couldn't do anything."
"You guys were fooling around with Third Brother these past two days, and I got f—--ed twice. Now that Third Brother isn't here, you're taking your anger out on me, a sick and injured person? Who did I offend?"
Yang Huaming asked sharply.
However, Mrs. Tan took advantage of his shouts and scolded her at every opportunity: "You bastard, you are so stubborn, you don't care whether we live or die..."
"Am I standing upright? Am I eating well?" Yang Huaming laughed angrily.
He knew clearly that Mrs. Tan was blind and could not see, but he still pointed at the wound on his forehead and said loudly: "If it weren't for your scissors, could I have poked a hole in my head?"
"I'm just recovering from my injuries these days, do you understand? You said I don't care whether you live or die, but have you ever asked me about my injuries? Have you said anything warm to me?"
"Mom, did you say it? And dad in the house, did you say it?"
There was naturally silence in the east room, and Lao Yangtou seemed to have sawed off the gourd that had his mouth cut off.
As for Mr. Tan, she was speechless by Yang Huaming's questioning.
Yang Huaming continued: "Every day you keep scolding us for being unfilial, and every day you talk about how hard it was for you to give birth to us. I just want to ask you, was it me who begged you to give birth to me?"
"Did I beg?"
"It's you who got under the covers and wanted to be happy. I'm just the accessory to your happiness. It's like if you eat too much and feel full, you have to go to the toilet to poop. This way your body is clean enough. I don't have it at all." I begged you to give birth to me, please remember!”
These words were probably the most shocking words that Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan had ever heard in their lives.
Old Yangtou in the east room couldn't help coughing, while Mrs. Tan outside the room was so angry that she leaned back and almost fell down.
A white face turned red with embarrassment...
Yang Huaming took advantage of the situation to support Tan, but Tan slapped Yang Huaming's hand away and stood leaning on the wall, breathing heavily and yelling: "You shameless and obscene thing, you talk like you've eaten shit." It smells so bad, I’m too lazy to talk to you!”
Mrs. Tan touched the wall and fled back to the east room in embarrassment.
Yang Huaming followed him, poked his head towards where Old Yang was hiding in the east room, smiled and said: "My temper is not as good as my third brother's, so I'm going to say ugly things here. My head is hurt." , it still hurts, I just want to have a good sleep, the kind of sleep without cotton balls stuffed in my ears."
"Father, just let my mother do it. Don't scold me day and night. Sooner or later we will all die before you. Just watch your precious eldest grandson Yongxian come out of prison and provide for you until you die!"
After saying these words, Yang Huaming also walked away and returned to his house.
In the east room, Mrs. Tan was so angry that she sat on the bed and cried, "Why am I so miserable? People say that raising children to protect you from old age will bring you happiness. I gave birth to five sons, but none of them are reliable in the end. Boss, Second brother, you two short-lived ghosts, open your eyes and look, your mother is about to be tortured to death, oh, oh, oh, oh..."
Lao Yang raised his hand and slapped the table.
"That's enough, stop howling in mourning!"
"Howling and howling every day. No problem can be solved. Yongxian can't come back by howling, and the boss and second son can't live by howling. I'm going to be howled to death by you, so shut up!"
Lao Yang roared angrily, frightening Mr. Tan.
After a while, Mrs. Tan was so angry that her whole body trembled, and the corners of her lips trembled.
"A rat carries a gun and is in a den. You old rat, you didn't even dare to let go of a fart before, but you are like me. You loser, bah!" Tan launched a verbal attack on the old Yangtou, one after another. A lump of thick phlegm shot towards Old Yang's head like hail.
Old Yang ducked back again and again, "You shrew, shut up. If you vomit again, if you vomit again, I'm really going to beat you!"
Mrs. Tan was stunned. She raised her hand and suddenly pulled out the hairpin inserted in her bun and threw it to the ground. She smiled ferociously at Old Yang with her disheveled hair: "What? Hit me? I have been following you since I was fifteen years old. More than fifty years have passed now, and I have given you children all my life, and I have never frowned or disliked you through thick and thin. Today, with the loess buried up to my neck, you still want to hit me?"
She poked her face with her finger and moved step by step towards the direction of Lao Yang's head: "Come on, old rat, hit me. Try hitting me. If you beat me like this, you won't be a man if you don't hit me now." !”
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