Chapter 6201 Regret
"Several people have told me before that Mrs. Li cried to the point of fainting several times. It just didn't work. Third son, why don't you go to Yujia Village to find the children of the Li family and ask them to come over and persuade them to go back? "Sun made this suggestion to Yang Huazhong worriedly.
Yang Huazhong was also at a loss.
Even if he was depressed or uncomfortable, he already felt powerless in this matter.
He had tried a lot and had done all the hard work he had to do. He was so worried that every hair on his head fell out.
He and the fifth child took turns to explain what needed to be said, and what should be scolded was also scolded by the fourth child.
When it came to coaxing, Mrs. Sun did her best, and even brought Mrs. Li a stool and made tea.
But Mrs. Li refused to take hard or soft advice, and refused to let in oil or salt. She just made up her mind to die on her knees in the yard, and no one could persuade her to get up.
It was not convenient for the men to touch her, so they asked a strong woman like Da Sun to pull Li up.
But he could pull it up and then slide it down, pull it up again, kneel down again, and play endlessly, playing with the pole without tipping it over. In the end, the eldest Sun became impatient and walked away with a throw of his arms.
"If it really doesn't work, I can only go to Yujia Village to find her children and persuade her."
Yang Huazhong thought about it and slapped the dry tobacco pole on the table. "Fourth, please go to Yujiacun quickly and tell her children about this."
Yang Huaming was too lazy to go, "Third brother, I have a bad temper. If I go, I'm afraid I will have a fight with their children..."
"Third brother, let me go!"
Yang Huazhou stood up and left with a sullen face.
Yang Huaming curled his lips and said to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, I guess the fifth brother will not be able to recruit the children of the Li family. Can we make a bet?"
Yang Huazhong gave Yang Huaming a cold look: "You are so lazy and you talk a lot of nonsense. Do you have the guts to bet that you would try to get Mr. Li away?"
The woman was crying and moaning in the yard, looking like she was looking for life and death. It was annoying to watch.
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"Dad, Mom, I'm coming!"
A crisp voice sounded from behind, and Yang Ruoqing appeared in front of them with brisk steps.
Mrs. Sun was surprised: "Qing'er, why did you come from the backyard?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "I haven't slept well in the past two days. I just got up after getting some sleep. I was too lazy to go to the front yard, so I climbed over the wall from the back yard."
"oh……"
"Dad, Mom, why is there so much noise in the yard outside? Is anyone crying?" Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and asked.
"Hey, don't mention it anymore. This has been going on for two hours. It's really a headache." Mrs. Sun's expression looked like she had eaten too much bitter melon, and in a few words she talked about what happened in the morning.
When Mrs. Sun was talking about these things, Yang Huaming was adding fuel to the fire.
"Qing'er, this naughty vine really can't bear good melons. The black tumor itself is so bad that people dare to kill it. His sister is also a piece of maltose, and she just consumes it with us without being soft or hard. Kneeling in the yard, pretending to be pitiful, trying to gain sympathy, and not thinking about whether this kind of thing is negotiable? How irritating!"
As Yang Huaming spoke, he pulled on his shirt to fan himself. His fair and clean face turned red, not sure whether it was from heat or anger, as if he had been drinking.
Yang Ruoqing understood the whole process, came to the window and poked her head out.
Sure enough, I saw a woman about the same age as Da Sun, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, kneeling on the stone slab through the courtyard door. Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered with dust, and her forehead was red and swollen. She was kneeling there pitifully. He was nervous, but his eyes were looking longingly in the direction of the main room.
(End of chapter)
