When Yang Huamei arrived, Lao Yangtou was sitting in a wheelchair and didn't say anything. However, in the next room, Mr. Tan was still making trouble.
Yang Huazhong stood at the door of the house, his mouth chapped with all kinds of good words, but the commotion in the house only continued to increase.
Yang Huazhong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and almost hit the door. Just at this moment, the savior arrived!
"Mei'er, please hurry up and persuade mom. You and dad are quarreling over an orange. We are looking for life and death inside now!" Yang Huazhong said.
Yang Huamei came up and patted the door a few times: "Mom, open the door, it's me, I'm here to see you!"
In the room, Tan's voice came: "Who are you? I don't recognize you!"
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth: "I am Mei'er, your old daughter!"
"My old daughter?"
Mrs. Tan opened the door of the room and stood behind the door with disheveled hair, looking as if she was a fool.
The room behind her was a mess.
Yang Huamei stepped forward and held Tan's shoulders, "Mom, what's going on between you and your father? We've been married for life. We were so good friends when we were young. Why are you still making trouble at this age? Aren't you afraid of people laughing at you?"
Mrs. Tan was stunned, stopped making trouble, and let Yang Huamei help her sit down at the door.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" Yang Huamei comforted her a few more times, and was a little surprised when she found that Mrs. Tan didn't say a word.
Yang Huazhong and Sun on the side were also secretly paying attention to Tan, and they were a little confused when they saw Tan's uncharacteristic appearance.
Old Yangtou said angrily: "She has a guilty conscience and is wrong. I asked her to eat oranges with good intentions. If she doesn't eat them, forget it. Who can stand it if she talks so much to try to bully me!"
"Dad, my mother is silent right now. You should stop saying a few words, or I will scold you both!"
Yang Huamei said to Old Yang.
Old Yangtou was a man after all, so he turned his head when he heard this.
Here, Yang Huamei continued to comfort Mrs. Tan: "Mom, what my father said were all angry words. You have been married for your whole life. My father has let you go most of the time. You understand that, right? ?”
"Who are you?" Tan suddenly raised her head and asked Yang Huamei beside her.
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, "I am Mei'er!"
"Mei'er?" Tan's deeply wrinkled face seemed to be trying to remember which Mei'er she was.
"Mom, don't scare me, I am Yang Huamei, your old daughter!" Yang Huamei sat up straight and said again.
Everyone else next to him was also surprised. Even Lao Yang couldn't help but turn his head again and looked at Mr. Tan suspiciously.
"Yang Huamei? Old girl?" Tan's unfocused eyes were wide open, still looking confused.
"Mom, mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yang Huamei suddenly hugged Tan's thin shoulders and burst into tears.
Fortunately, Tan tried hard to think about it and finally remembered it.
"Mei'er? My Mei'er, my old daughter, my mother's caring jacket..."
Ms. Tan also howled at the top of her lungs, and mother and daughter sat on the threshold and burst into tears.
Beside them, Yang Huazhong and Sun both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, why didn't you remember that Mei'er was here before? You scared us just now." Mrs. Sun couldn't help but said.
Tan's cry stopped, and she said angrily to Sun: "Are you talking nonsense? My old daughter, I gave birth to a caring jacket after ten months of pregnancy. Even if I die, I won't recognize it. , you fart away!"
Sun's head was filled with embarrassment and her face turned red.
Yang Huazhong also had black lines on his head: "Mom, can we talk properly? Don't curse people when you open your mouth. Besides, Qing'er didn't say anything bad. She was worried about you. You looked really scary for a while, even I was scared!"
Mrs. Tan said angrily to Yang Huazhong: "Shut up, you bastard. Didn't I just say a few words about your wife, and now you feel distressed? Are you jumping out to defend her?"
"Your father beat me all over my head before, but you are so impatient. You are a bastard who has married a wife and has forgotten your mother. It is useless to have a son. I should not have given birth to you in the first place. I still have so many children. You are a bunch of white-eyed wolves." !”
Seeing that Tan was scolding Yang Huazhong and Sun with full force, Yang Huamei quickly wiped away her tears and stopped Tan.
"Mom, I'm begging you, the third brother and the third sister-in-law really didn't say anything malicious. We all care about you. Don't let your anger out. Who can bear it?"
Hearing Yang Huamei's words, Mrs. Tan was stunned.
"What? The old girl scolded me too? My old girl was also instigated by you white-eyed wolves. The old ones beat me, the younger ones scolded me, and they all came to bully me, a blind old woman, no? I can’t live anymore!”
Tan slapped his hands on the ground, kicked his legs wildly, rolling on the ground like a child, making trouble.
Yang Huazhong and Sun didn't dare to come forward to persuade them. Even Yang Huamei stood there helpless and dumbfounded.
She knew that her mother was aggressive, but she never thought that she would become so unreasonable.
In the past, I was only harsh on my brothers and sisters-in-law, but now I am also using this trick on my daughter.
"Mom, that's enough. We all have things to do at home, and we don't have time to make trouble like this with you!" Yang Huamei roared, tears coming out.
"Dabai's leg is lame and he has a bad temper every day. I have to coax him every day. Shuanzi is not in good health. He coughed after a rain two days ago. I have to spare time to take care of him."
"Xiao Hei is studying in a school in the town. I also care about the work at home, the chickens, ducks and pigs in the backyard, and the vegetables in the vegetable garden. Which of these should I not have to worry about?"
"You have brothers and sisters taking turns taking care of you here. Can you please let me worry less? If you continue to make trouble like this, I, an old girl, will be killed by a collision. You will be satisfied if you let the white-haired person send the black-haired person?" "
I don't know if Yang Huamei's hysterical yelling and cursing had an effect, or if Tan was tired from making trouble, she lay straight on the ground panting, and stopped crying and making trouble.
After a long time, Yang Huamei finally calmed down, and Mrs. Tan was no longer panting.
Yang Huazhong bravely moved his head forward and said in surprise: "My mother is asleep!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Old Yang twitched the corner of his mouth: "This heartless, crazy old woman, she just finished making trouble and went to bed after enjoying herself. She doesn't care about the life or death of people like us. She will stay like this all her life. She is selfish!"
"Dad, please stop saying a few words. If you wake me up later, you'll have to make trouble again!" Yang Huazhong said in a low voice.
Old Yangtou stopped talking.
Mrs. Sun told Yang Huazhong: "It's cold on the ground, so let's put my mother on the bed first!"
"Hey!" Yang Huazhong responded, leaned over and picked up Ms. Tan, turned around and walked to the guest room next door, but was stopped by Lao Yangtou with his hand.
