"Hehe, washing a few bowls is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
Yang Ruoqing was lying on the window sill, leaning forward and talking to her parents by the well in the backyard with a smile.
Mrs. Sun glanced at the window sill and said, "There is dust and spider silk on it. If you want to talk, come to the well and lie down with it and soil your clothes."
"Should I go too? Is it convenient? Dad?"
Yang Huazhong was immersed in picking up the shrimps when he suddenly heard Yang Ruoqing ask him this question. The man raised his head and looked at her. Hei Tangtang's face turned red and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This girl... what a stupid thing she said!"
Mrs. Sun was also shy and amused, and gave Yang Ruoqing an angry look, "Just come over if I tell you. I'm just making fun of your parents."
Yang Ruoqing rushed to the well in the backyard, found an open space between her parents and squatted down. She rolled up her sleeves and went to pick up the shrimps, but Yang Huazhong and Sun quickly stopped her.
"Your father and I will do it. You don't have to dirty your hands any more. Just squat down and watch." Mrs. Sun said.
"That's right, you don't need so many people." Yang Huazhong also said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled so hard that she squatted down with her hands on her knees, watching her parents picking up shrimps, and listening to them doing household chores. Maybe it was the follow-up influence of the previous topic in the hall about Sun's confinement when she was young, and these two The content of the chat is all about reminiscing about hardships and thinking about sweetness.
Starting from the time when the old Yang family was not separated, the two of them sang and harmonized, and their words were very touching.
Yang Ruoqing squatted aside and squinted her eyes, listening with great interest.
I don’t know if other people’s children have this experience, but they especially like to squat by and be a comfortable observer while their parents are working.
Listening to the past events, there is also a part of myself in them. Although they are all old stories that are familiar to everyone, but every time the family talks about it again, the feeling is different every time, and it is simply endless aftertaste.
This habit has continued since she traveled through time when she was twelve years old. Seventeen years have passed and it has not changed at all. She just likes to squat next to listen. The more she listens, the more interesting it becomes. Time flies so fast. Three kilograms of shrimps is enough. In this way, I finished sorting it out without even realizing it!
Do you think it's strange that such a trivial thing was done so invisibly, and that it still leaves people unsatisfied?
"His father, my mother is not here at the moment. I want to ask you something."
When the work was about to end, Sun suddenly grabbed Yang Huazhong again.
"You want to ask about Mei'er's illness, right?" Yang Huazhong squatted back again and asked Sun.
Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Well, Mei'er really has a headache, right? You didn't say that on purpose to appease my mother, right?"
Yang Huazhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed at his nose and asked Sun, "Do you think I have so much scheming? I always tell the truth, unless I have to tell a white lie under some special circumstances."
On the side, Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly. Yang Huazhong is really the kind of person who is harder and straighter than the straight man. In modern terms, he is the Iron Man.
"There is indeed nothing wrong with Mei'er's health. I have been talking to her several times in front of her bed, and her complexion does not look that bad. Moreover, I met Wang Sheng on the way back later, and I also talked to her. After Wang Sheng inquired about it, it is indeed an old problem that has occurred during confinement, and it's not a big deal."
After receiving Yang Huazhong's more detailed explanation, Sun became more and more relieved.
"It's true that Mei'er's head is afraid of the wind, but most of the reason is probably because of Dabai's stimulation." Mrs. Sun began to tell her guess, and looked around to make sure that Mrs. Tan had not eavesdropped in the backyard. , Mrs. Sun went on to say:
"Mei'er was knocked unconscious by Dabai a few days ago. It took more than an hour to wake up. Maybe her head was damaged by then."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Yang Huazhong's face disappeared without a trace.
"This bastard Dabai is getting more and more outrageous. I really want to go to town to show him some color..."
When Mrs. Sun heard this, she immediately panicked, "Dad, please don't!"
"What? I, the dignified third uncle, haven't gone to deal with him on my own?"
"That's not what I meant. You are his uncle. In the eyes of others, you are fully qualified, but Dabai, Dabai he..."
Sun couldn't find a suitable word to describe what he wanted to express.
Yang Ruoqing shouted directly for her: "Dad, Dabai is a person who doesn't recognize her relatives. She doesn't even pay for her own mother, so how can she give face to your uncle? Go and deal with him, he won't sit back and let you be good. Even if I say a few perfunctory words to you, I probably won’t be able to deal with it, and I might even beat you up and make you mad to death!”
Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "That's what I meant too. That's why I asked you not to go."
Yang Ruoqing grinned again: "You can go only if you call the fourth uncle and the third brother and the younger cousin to ensure that you win without losing."
Yang Huazhong slapped his thigh: "When the fourth child comes back at night, I will discuss it and bring more people over to beat him up, then tie him back and throw him in front of Mei'er to make him apologize!"
Mrs. Sun was so anxious that she shook her head again. Why did she keep persuading her more and more? This was really not her original intention.
Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and giggled.
Not to mention, the way dad rolls up his sleeves to fight is really passionate and cute.
Especially when he repeatedly assured Mr. Sun that he would not suffer any loss, he looked even more like a rebellious older child.
"Let Qing'er make the decision on this matter. Qing'er has considered the issue thoroughly." Sun finally pushed the ball in front of Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Huazhong also looked at Yang Ruoqing expectantly.
Yang Ruoqing lowered her hands, tilted her head and thought seriously: "Dad, if you want to ask Fourth Uncle and the others to beat up Dabai, I'm not worried about you suffering at all. However, your behavior is thankless. When the time comes, the old Wang family will , including my aunt, they complained to death."
"I still say the same thing. Even if Dabai beats my aunt to pieces and fools Wang Hongquan with sour food, in their eyes Dabai is an ignorant child and can be forgiven. Compared to Dabai, We are all outsiders, even your brother who stood up for her is an outsider. If his brother beats her son, then he is an enemy and an enemy. Dad, this is the result. If you are willing to accept this result, you can Lead people to fight, I won’t stop you.”
After saying this, the entire backyard fell silent instantly.
Yang Huazhong squatted there, dumbfounded.
Mrs. Sun looked at him uneasily, worried that he would have his own way.
Fortunately, after a while, Yang Huazhong was like a deflated rubber ball. He shook his head and said: "Actually, I also know in my heart that this is probably the result. It's just that I almost did a thankless thing in my anger. Son, luckily you poured a basin of cold water on me to calm me down.
