"Dad, what do you mean?" Yang Huazhong looked at Lao Yangtou's outstretched arm and asked in confusion.
Old Yangtou said: "Your mother and I are already fighting like this. Do you think it is necessary to sleep in the same room again? When she wakes up later, won't she still have to fight with me?"
Yang Huazhong frowned, "But mom's bed is in the same room as dad, so it's better for you to stay in the same room to take care of me."
Lao Yang frowned, "If you don't want your father and me to be strangled to death by her in the middle of the night, just let her sleep in my room!"
Yang Huazhong froze in place.
Yang Huamei stamped her feet anxiously, "What time has it been? Dad, you are still being serious here. Ouch, what kind of evil have we done to you two careless parents!"
Mrs. Sun quickly said: "Mei'er, please stop saying a few words. Dad is right to worry. It would be better for mom and dad to separate the house at this time. I'll go and clean up the guest room next door. I'll be ready soon!"
After a while, the guest room next door was tidied up, and Yang Huazhong put Tan on the bed.
Ms. Sun packed her things quietly in the room, not making too much noise for fear of waking Ms. Tan.
But he accidentally knocked over a stool, which frightened Mrs. Sun and picked up the stool. Her face turned pale and she looked at the bed nervously.
"Good guy, what my father said is not false at all. My mother is sleeping so deeply that she can't be shaken by lightning." Yang Huamei looked at Tan, who was breathing long and evenly on the bed, and couldn't help but want to laugh again.
Yang Huazhong said: "It's possible that quarreling is a strenuous task!"
"This time it wasn't just a quarrel, it was also a fight. Look, my father has a bruised nose and face, and my mother has a bald spot on her forehead. Fortunately, she couldn't see it, otherwise she would have to scratch the wall!" Yang Huamei said.
Yang Huazhong couldn't laugh or cry, and could only sigh in the end.
"Meier, you stay here with mother to prevent her from waking up and making trouble again. Let me take a look at dad. The injury on his face needs some medicinal wine to heal," he said.
Yang Huamei stood up and said with some embarrassment: "Brother, you also know the situation of my family. I can't stay out for too long..."
Moreover, it's been quite an hour since I wasted my time here. Later, Dabai won't fall asleep after eating the fruit, and he might get angry again.
Yang Huazhong was also in a bit of a dilemma, because only Meier could calm his mother down...
"Third son, just let Meier go home first. I'll be guarding Mom here. If Mom keeps making troubles, we can just call Meier at the worst. There's no need to leave her here. She also has a mess at home. It's okay." Sun said softly.
Yang Huamei glanced at Mrs. Sun gratefully, and was very grateful for Mrs. Sun's understanding.
Yang Huazhong said: "Okay, then you can go back. If we can control the situation here, we won't call you. If we call you, there is nothing we can do. You have to come here quickly."
Yang Huamei nodded repeatedly and assured: "Third brother, don't worry, I will definitely come. Third sister-in-law, I'm sorry for bothering you here. I have to go back first!"
Mrs. Sun nodded: "Go ahead, I'll keep an eye on mom after I pack my things."
It was another half an hour when Yang Huazhong finished applying the medicinal wine on Old Yang's head.
Yang Huazhong came to the next room to take over from Sun: "Mother is not awake yet?" he asked.
"I have been asleep the whole time, and I didn't even say a word in my sleep..."
Before Sun could finish her words, Tan kicked her feet under the quilt a few times and muttered: "Damn old man, kick you to death, kick you to death, you are the one who says I have a bad mouth..."
Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness and amusement in each other's eyes.
"My mother has really had a bad temper all her life. She dared to beat my father like that. It scares me to look at you." Mrs. Sun said in a low voice, recalling the scene she saw before, she couldn't help but feel scared.
Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly: "In my memory since childhood, my mother never dared to show off her aggressiveness to my father. Every time my father would drop his face or yell, my mother would immediately stop."
"I really can't figure out how she had the courage to fight with my father this time. Look at how fierce she was at that time, she was not timid at all!" he said.
Sun said: "To put it bluntly, it's because dad's leg is broken and he has difficulty moving, so his deterrent effect on mom is weakened."
"Suppose this happened in the past, when our father's legs and legs were in good condition, and the old couple had an argument, and my father slapped my mother. Did my mother fight back?"
"I didn't fight back, I didn't dare to fight back, I just ran away to live with Mei'er out of anger. How can I be like this now, where my father and his wheelchair were pushed, ugh!"
Hearing Sun's words, Yang Huazhong didn't say anything, but he actually thought the same thing in his heart.
When I helped him apply the medicinal wine earlier, my father said the same thing himself. He said that his mother despised him as a useless person who couldn't stand up and said many unpleasant things...
"No matter what, we shouldn't despise each other. It's wrong to despise a couple when they were young and partners when they were old." Yang Huazhong said in a dull voice.
Mrs. Sun sighed, "What's going on with our dad now? Are you still angry?"
Yang Huazhong nodded, "I won't go out to visit today. I said the one with a bruised nose and face went out and was laughed at. He was smoking alone in the house and getting angry."
Mrs. Sun stood up and said, "It's already around this time. Dad must be hungry too. I'm going to ask him what he wants to eat for lunch. I'll make him some delicious food first to cool off his anger."
"Then you go and ask. I'll stay here to keep an eye on my mother," the man said.
The couple will do their own thing for the time being.
After a while, Mrs. Sun brought the tray and sent it into Lao Yangtou's room.
A bowl of braised pig's trotters, with the tofu skin and potato cubes that Lao Yangtou loves specially added, and a bowl of crispy white rice.
"Dad, you can't drink right now, so just have a few bites of this meal!" said Sun.
Old Yang glanced at the food and felt hungry now.
"I'm so full that I forgot to eat." He muttered, picked up a piece of potato with his chopsticks and threw it into his mouth.
Well, that’s right, the third daughter-in-law really has no choice in her cooking skills.
"Has that crazy woman woke up?" the old man asked while eating.
Mrs. Sun said: "When I came over from the next door just now, I saw that my mother was still asleep."
"Hmph!" Old Yang waved his hand and sent Mrs. Sun away. The old man was sitting there eating alone, still mumbling, and he didn't know whether he was condemning Mr. Tan.
Sun brought her and Yang Huazhong's meals to the next room.
Hua'er took Feng'er to Duo'er's house to stay for a while. Sun felt that the house was deserted at first, but now she was glad that her daughter-in-law and grandson were not at home.
Otherwise, all this fussing will really frighten the children.
"Dad Qing'er, let's take advantage of this opportunity to eat the food." Mrs. Sun put the bowl and chopsticks into Yang Huazhong's hands and whispered.
If I don’t hurry up and eat now, I don’t know what will happen to my mother-in-law when she wakes up!
