Yang Huamei looked at Tan's leaving back with tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but tremble all over. She wanted to cry at the top of her voice, just like she did when she was a child, acting coquettishly and mischievously so that her mother would turn around and come back to coax and accommodate her.
However, her adult rationality made her hold back. She could only watch Tan leave with red eyes, but she could not shout or chase after him.
"aunt."
A hand gently placed on her shoulder. She turned her head and met Yang Ruoqing's caring eyes. Yang Huamei's tears fell heavily.
"Qing'er, you, why didn't you leave?" she asked, choking with sobs.
Yang Ruoqing said calmly: "I don't trust you, so I stay with you."
Yang Huamei's face was filled with gratitude.
"Qing'er, my aunt understands your kindness, so I don't need to accompany you. You should go back early. It's dark and the road is difficult to walk."
Yang Ruoqing did not respond to this sentence, but said to Yang Huamei: "The hearts of parents in the world are pitiful. My aunt's love for Xiao Hei can be seen in the world, the sun and the moon, and the same is true for my grandma's love for her."
"So Auntie, please don't take those angry words my grandma said earlier to your heart."
To put it bluntly, unless Mrs. Tan turns into ashes, otherwise, as long as she still has breath, as long as her brain can still function normally, as long as her heartbeat and pulse are still alive, then she will not be able to stop Yang Huamei’s care and love.
"Qing'er, don't worry. How could I really argue with you? She is the only one in the world who would tell me these words from the bottom of her heart."
"Auntie also knows in her heart that my grandma is telling the truth with all her heart and soul, instead of being able to smear and suppress Xiao Hei? Right?"
"Yes." Yang Huamei nodded, "She is their grandma, and I can see how much she loves them, so I won't mix it with any lies."
"Auntie knows everything, but she can't do what my grandma wants, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Yang Huamei nodded again, "Let's not mention Dabai's situation for now. As for Xiao Hei, to be honest, I want to wait a little longer. Really, because I asked him if he wanted to I came back to learn a trade, but he refused straight away. He said that if he kept thinking about it, he would definitely be admitted to the Tongsheng School next year. He swore the oath in front of me and in front of the portrait of the Kitchen God just yesterday."
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
"Auntie thinks the oath is useful to Xiao Hei?"
Yang Huamei hesitated, but nodded.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "As long as Auntie believes it, then stick to your insistence. I will try to persuade her later, so don't worry about her."
Yang Huamei did not expect that Yang Ruoqing did not persuade her to give up Xiao Hei, but also encouraged her to stick to her decision.
"Auntie, don't look at me with such astonished eyes, because I am also a mother, and I can understand my auntie's desire to have a successful son, so just give him a little more time!"
We are all adults, so just stop reminding us of the things we need to remind you. Don't try to remind us too much, as it might just make people uncomfortable.
The choice was made by Yang Huamei herself. Whether it was good or bad in the future, she would have to bear the consequences herself.
Yang Huamei escorted Yang Ruoqing to the gate of the courtyard, and happened to meet Wang Hongquan and the others.
Wang Shuanzi is there, and Wang Shuanzi's cousin is also there.
After the two parties greeted each other, Wang Shuanzi asked Yang Huamei: "I heard that my mother-in-law is here?"
"Well, I left again." Yang Huamei said.
She didn't want Wang Shuanzi to notice that she had cried, so she forced a smile on her face and said to her cousin, "Brother, I've worked hard on you today. Send Xiao Hei back to school..."
The cousin waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. I watched him walk into the school gate with my own eyes. I waited outside for a bowl of tea and didn't see him come out. I just returned to the village."
"Brother, you are so attentive. You even thought of this. Thank you so much." Yang Huamei thanked her again and again.
Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi on the side thanked them together, and then invited them into the house to drink tea.
Yang Ruoqing walked a long way and could hear them chatting.
…
Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing finished her boxing practice and stood on the pavilion in the yard to breathe in the fresh air.
In the biting cold wind of winter, the whole village was covered in a thin layer of white mist.
However, a bullock cart creaked through the mist and walked on the main road at the entrance of the village.
The driver was a man, and the one sitting behind, with his head wrapped in a veil and a bundle rolled in his arms, turned out to be a woman.
Whose couple goes to visit relatives so early?
Wait, isn't it Wang Hongquan who was driving the car? Isn’t the woman sitting in the car behind... Yang Huamei?
Where are the father-in-law and daughter-in-law going so early in the morning? Could it be that he is going to the town to attend the market? Watch Dabai and Xiaohei?
No matter what, just go and watch whoever you like. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
Although I didn't intend to care about this matter, I would always pay attention to the road when I went in and out of my parents' house next door, or when I visited the five rooms opposite and the others. It was almost noon, and I still didn't see the husband and wife coming back.
The sun is gradually setting in the west, but it still hasn't come back.
The dusk gradually fell, but he still didn't come back.
Could it be that Dabai or Xiaohei stayed over?
But Yang Ruoqing kept these speculations to herself and didn't say a word to anyone.
After dinner, I went to my mother's house as usual and walked around to eat.
Before he sat down, Wang Shuanzi, accompanied by Wang Hongtao, came to Yang Huazhong's house in a panic.
"Why are you here, Shuanzi, this late at night?" Yang Huazhong was very surprised.
It's rare to see Wang Shuanzi have the energy to come over during the day, let alone at night. Could it be that he came here in such a hurry because he had something to ask for?
Yang Ruoqing, who was beside her, narrowed her eyes slightly and had some guesses in her mind.
Sure enough, Wang Shuanzi said to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, my father and Meier went to town early in the morning to deliver books to Xiaohei. The boy ran away in a hurry to get angry with Meier yesterday and left a book at home. "
"Last night, my father and Mei'er planned to go to town to deliver the goods this morning. They borrowed my uncle's ox cart, but it was completely dark today and we still haven't seen them back..."
Having said this, Yang Huazhong immediately understood.
Wang Shuanzi wanted him to help pick him up. He had a carriage and could run fast.
"Don't worry, Shuanzi. I'll hitch a carriage to greet them. Maybe they were delayed by something on the way..."
"Dad, don't go in a hurry. Maybe my aunt and the others will be left in the town for one night by Dabai or Xiaohei and then come back?" Yang Ruoqing said.
When Yang Huazhong thought about it, it made sense. Dabai now had his own shop, and there were empty rooms on the second floor and in the backyard. It was very possible for his father and mother to stay overnight.
Or maybe Meier stayed in Xiaohei's rental house to spend the night with Xiaohei. After all, the two of them had an argument yesterday, and Wang Hongquan went to live with Dabai...
"Third brother, Qing'er, it's impossible. We agreed last night that after delivering the books, we would go to Wa City to buy some beans for making Laba porridge. If we don't stay in town, we have to rush back to make Laba porridge!"
"They haven't come back for a long time. I'm really worried that something went wrong, or that I met a bad person on the road. There are idle people everywhere outside Huangtian in the twelfth lunar month..."
