In the main hall of Yang Huazhong's house, the door of the main hall was ajar in the clear sky, and muffled voices could be heard faintly inside.
There were also sobs from the woman covering her mouth.
Mianmian was shocked because she heard that the sobbing came from her mother, Bao Suyun.
My sister-in-law's guess was correct. My mother was really preoccupied with something to cook, so she absent-mindedly mistook the salt for sugar.
"...It's really too much. I heard that last night she stood at the gate of the yard and scolded me for a long time. She didn't name me, but everyone around could tell that she was scolding me, the fifth bedroom. This Mother Jiang is really going too far..."
In the main room, Mrs. Sun said these words over and over again. Mianmian stood at the door of the room for a short while and heard several words of 'excessive'.
In Mianmian's memory, this was the first time that the third mother said so much 'excessive', which showed that she was really angry.
Mianmian bit her lip and planned to continue listening, when someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.
She was startled and turned around to see Yang Ruoqing standing behind her with her hands behind her back.
"When did you learn to listen to the wall? This is not your style."
Seeing Mianmian looking over, Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked, her eyes full of ridicule.
Mianmian's face turned red.
Standing there, twisting his hips slightly, hesitating: "Sister, I, I..."
Yang Ruoqing knew that Mianmian had a little secret. Whenever she was nervous, she liked to twist her hips. This was a habit she had when she was young.
When I was a child, I not only twisted my hips, but also liked to stuff a finger into my mouth. Now that I have grown up, I no longer stuff my fingers, but I still retain this habit of twisting my hips.
Yang Ruoqing directly took Mianmian's hand, "If you want to listen, let's go in and listen openly, get involved, and let's go!"
The two sisters held hands and entered the main room, and all the sounds inside stopped abruptly.
"Mianmian, why are you here?" Mrs. Sun asked hurriedly, subconsciously looking in Bao Suyun's direction.
Bao Suyun quickly turned sideways and hurriedly touched the moisture in the corners of his eyes.
Mianmian not only saw Bao Suyun's tears, but also heard her cry.
"Sister-in-law, the soup is full of salt. She sent me over to see if anything happened to my mother."
"Mom, what's going on? Are you angry with the Jiang family?" Mianmian slowly came to Bao Suyun and asked softly.
Bao Suyun shook his head, "No, mother is fine."
Sun also hesitated to speak.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Hey, can't you just tell Mianmian the truth? Mother Jiang has made such unreasonable troubles, why should we save her face?"
"Come Mianmian, Sister Qing'er will tell you what's going on..."
In a few words, Yang Ruoqing told Mianmian what Jiang's mother had scolded Huai for her intelligence last night.
If Mianmian heard it vaguely outside before, and even had a bit of luck in her mind, thinking that Jiang's mother could not go so far, then now, Mianmian really gave up.
She slowly knelt down in front of Bao Suyun, and finally, with a pop, she knelt down in front of Bao Suyun, lying on Bao Suyun's knees and sobbing.
"Mom, I'm sorry for our fifth room, I'm sorry for our old Yang family..."
"I, I don't want this marriage..."
"My poor daughter, why are you going through such a long time?" Bao Suyun couldn't bear it any longer, and leaned over to hug Mianmian. The two of them hugged each other and cried.
Mrs. Sun was also wiping tears beside her, while Yang Huazhong frowned.
To be honest, it will take two days to decide whether to break off the engagement or not. It will be officially decided when Yang Huazhou comes back. He is the third uncle, but he is not the biological father and cannot take over all the affairs of his niece's marriage.
But because there are still two days left, Yang Huazhong, a man, gets upset when he thinks that Jiang's mother may be acting out in these two days and doing things that make her scold Huai.
He would rather gongs and drums in person than deal with such a shrew who makes secret remarks and curses.
"In this case, I will go find the eldest and second eldest members of the Jiang family to talk about this matter later!" Yang Huazhong said.
The eldest son of the Jiang family is Jiang Xianjun's uncle and Lao Jiangtou's eldest son.
The two families of the Jiang family had long since separated and lived in separate households. Old Jiangtou was often supported by his eldest son.
"Dad, it's useless to find either of them," Yang Ruoqing directly rejected Yang Huazhong's proposal.
"Why?" Yang Huazhong was very puzzled. "I can't go to Jiang's mother, that shrew. I can ask a man from the Jiang family to come out and ask her face to face. There's nothing wrong with that!"
"Dad, there is nothing wrong with your idea, but you have to understand that neither of the Jiang family brothers you found can be the master of Jiang Mu." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Jiang Xianjun's father won't talk about it. He is in the late stage of chasmitis and medicine and stones are ineffective."
"As for the eldest son of the Jiang family, the family has been separated for a long time, and the relationship between them is not good. Grandpa Jiang can't intimidate Mother Jiang. How can the uncle of the Jiang family do it?"
"So dad, if you talk to them, it's just a waste of time for a blind man to light a lamp. It's better to just sit at home and take a nap!"
Yang Huazhong was speechless by Yang Ruoqing.
Mrs. Sun also agreed with what Yang Ruoqing said, "Qing'er is right. The eldest and second eldest members of the Jiang family don't interact with each other very much every year except for New Year greetings. They are not like our brothers from the old Yang family who are close and respectful. "
"Then what's the deal? We can't just do nothing, right? I'm an upright person!" Yang Huazhong said again.
Sometimes I feel that the position of Li Zheng is quite good. I sincerely seek benefits for the villagers and use my prestige to do some mediating things in the village.
But now I discovered that Li Zheng's position was not omnipotent.
Especially if you put it on your own affairs, it would be inconvenient. If you do it violently, people will say you are avenging a private vendetta.
It would be even worse not to deal with it.
"Dad, it's not difficult at all to deal with Mother Jiang's swearing. I have a hundred ways to cure her mouth." Yang Ruoqing flicked a trace of dust on her elastic sleeves.
"One hundred kinds?" Yang Huazhong was stunned.
Sun and Bao Suyun all looked at her, and even Mianmian forgot to wipe her tears.
"Well, a hundred kinds." Yang Ruoqing said.
"But I still like to treat others in their own way. Let's just wait and see after this afternoon!"
Next, no matter how much Yang Huazhong and Sun asked, Yang Ruoqing refused to reveal even a word.
"Keep it a little mysterious, so that there will be surprises."
…
At noon, everyone was cooking lunch at home. The sunshine outside was the best time of the day. Many people cooked their lunch and took it to the base of the wall to bask in the sun, pull rice, and then eat it. As usual, there are long rows of villagers, men, women, old and young, squatting under the walls of several main roads in the village.
Suddenly, the sound of a shrew cursing could be heard outside the yard of the second room of the Jiang family.
Everyone who was eating raised their ears to catch it.
Someone said, "Could it be Mother Jiang who is criticizing the fifth family member of the Yang family again?"
"Isn't that too much? You scolded me last night, and now again? The fifth house is their in-laws!"
