Tan's words were really embarrassing, and Old Yangtou suddenly felt that the orange in his hand had an unpleasant taste.
The old man put the remaining orange meat back on the small table next to him and pushed the wheelchair towards the door of the house.
From behind, Tan's voice came: "Where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk." Old Yangtou said in a muffled voice.
"Why are you going out for a walk again? Don't you want to eat oranges?" Tan asked again.
"No appetite." The old man said.
Mrs. Tan then twitched the corner of her mouth and sneered, "You can eat it. I just said it casually and didn't dare to disturb your appetite. Just think of me as farting!"
Old Yang turned his head and glanced at Mr. Tan, who was sitting on the stool with his hands folded, "What's wrong with you, old lady? Are you acting right and wrong at the same time? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Tan's gray brows suddenly stood up, and his voice suddenly rose several notches: "You damn old man, who are you scolding? Who took the wrong medicine? Did I take the medicine that fills the room? Why? Aren’t they all taken from your medicine jar?”
Lao Yangtou is a strong old man. His favorite thing in his life is drinking, and his most annoying thing is taking medicine.
But since I beat my legs and couldn't stand up, I have been taking medicine or applying plasters during this period.
He was already annoyed by the smell of medicine on his body, but when Mrs. Tan shouted out like this, the old man became angry and said: "You blind old woman, I haven't even disliked you for being blind, but you already dislike me." ? I’m just a medicine jar, so what?”
Mrs. Tan smiled, "Ha, I haven't dismissed you as a loser who can't stand up, but you still find fault with me for being blind?"
"Why am I blind? I can run, walk, and go to the toilet on my own, but it's not like you. You have to hand someone a chamber pot to urinate at night. Last time, I had diarrhea all over the bed. It stinked like that beast. I was stunned. I don’t dislike you yet, but I dislike me first…”
Mr. Tan has a habit of always quarreling with others and never being disturbed by the other person's words. He is always immersed in his own world.
Especially when she was blind and couldn't see the other person's expression, her concentration became even more concentrated.
The two thin lips opened and closed, flying up and down, spittle flying around, and all kinds of hurtful words popping out, like a hail of bullets and arrows hitting the old Yangtou in the wheelchair.
Old Yangtou's face looked very, very bad, just like the inky weather before a summer thunderstorm. In the end, it was so dark that there was no trace of light, and a big storm was brewing under his eyes.
"Shut up, shut up those two stinky mouths of yours, hurry up, shut up now!"
Lao Yang yelled hysterically at Tan.
Bad mouth?
Mrs. Tan immediately jumped up like a wild cat with exploded fur. She rushed to Old Yang's head, picked up the crutch in her hand and pointed at Old Yang's head, yelling:
"You crippled old man has a bad mouth. You have smoked cigarettes and drank soju all your life. Your mouth stinks. It's worse than eating excrement..."
Lao Yangtou had accumulated a lifetime of pride, but now he was scolded by Tan to the point where nothing was left.
The old man grabbed the crutch that was about to hit his face and pulled hard.
Tan, who was thin and had bound feet, couldn't stand firmly and stumbled to the ground.
Her head hit Lao Yang's wheelchair, causing her whole body to twitch in pain.
When Lao Yangtou saw Tan falling at his feet, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to pull her up, but Tan got up from the ground.
The old lady had disheveled hair and a ferocious face, just like a ghost crawling out of hell.
Old Yangtou actually felt panic in his heart, and subconsciously retracted his outstretched hand.
Mrs. Tan was already screaming and cursing: "You are a bad old man with a rotten heart and lungs. How dare you hit me when you are a loser? I have never been beaten by anyone in my life. If you dare to hit me, I will fight with you." La!"
Tan put his hands on his hips and raised his horns like a cow to hit Lao Yang's head.
The old lady used her greatest strength, but Old Yang was not on guard. With such a collision, the old lady directly rolled the old man and the wheelchair to the ground.
The old lady herself pressed on the old man's body. She hit Old Yang's head and face with both hands, and she cried and cursed while beating her...
When Yang Huazhong and Sun came over after hearing the news, the two old men were lying on the ground fighting. Old Yang's head was beaten all over and his eyes were all blue.
Tan's face was not much better, her face was turned into a pig's face by Old Yang's big slap, a lot of hair was scattered on the ground, and Tan's temples were bald, revealing her red scalp.
Yes, it was pulled by the old man.
"Dad, Mom, what are you doing? Stop! Stop it quickly!"
Yang Huazhong roared anxiously and stamped his feet vigorously.
Old Yangtou's movements obviously slowed down. It was obvious that even in such a rage, the man still had some sense left.
But Tan was different. He took advantage of the situation and scratched Old Yang's face with two paws. The finger marks were deep and he was not joking at all!
"Stop being stunned, hurry up and pull Mom away!" Mrs. Sun said urgently.
She had a bad feeling that if she didn't pull her mother-in-law away, her father-in-law would probably be beaten to death by her mother-in-law.
Yang Huazhong came to his senses and quickly came up and pulled Tan away. Tan made a fuss and refused to leave. Yang Huazhong had no choice but to throw Tan into the next room and locked the door from the outside.
Mrs. Tan was installing a door in the next room, "You little bastard, you dare to lock me? Let me out. I've hanged myself. I can't live this life..."
Yang Huazhong just rushed back to help Sun and worked together to help Old Yangtou sit up. Hearing the threatening words of Tan in the next room, Yang Huazhong was in a dilemma. He didn't know what to do. He got up and was about to let go, but Old Yangtou shouted live.
"Don't let her go, just let her die. If she dies, everyone will be clean!" Old Yangtou said angrily.
Immediately there was the sound of things being smashed next door, and the sound of tables and chairs being overturned.
"This can't go on like this. My mother has such a bad temper. She might do something stupid when she's so angry." Ms. Sun was so worried that she burst into tears.
Yang Huazhong also looked anxious and embarrassed.
Lao Yangtou's mood was also very unstable.
Sun suddenly said to Yang Huazhong: "You stay here and I'll go find Mei'er. Mom listens to Mei'er the most. Let Mei'er come and persuade her!"
Yang Huazhong said: "Then you go back quickly, I will keep an eye on you from here!"
Mrs. Sun ran to Lao Wang's house in one breath. Yang Huamei was also washing the fruits given by Mrs. Liu and was about to send them to Dabai's house for Dabai to eat.
Hearing Sun's breathless words, Yang Huamei was so shocked that the fruit almost fell to the ground.
"Why are these two old kids so uneasy? It's only been a few days since Ansheng's birthday? Third sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll just let you go. I have to scold my mother to death!"
