Another reason is that Zhen'er is a descendant of the old Yang family, and Yang Yongxian is also a member of the old Yang family. Since she has made up her mind not to remarry and stay in the old Yang family forever, it is impossible to completely cut off the relationship between Zhen'er and Yang Yongxian. .
"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. Zhen'er is my son, and my blood flows through him. He is destined to be close to me. Why does he look at me like a stranger? And he resists me so much. Touch? There must be something wrong here!"
Yang Yongxian is dressed in fine clothes. In the past two years, he has been working hard outside, broadening his horizons and increasing his experience. In all aspects, he is no longer the poor and down-and-out scholar he used to be. He is full of confidence and gestures like a successful person, and he is also able to analyze problems. Clear and logical.
But what she got in exchange was still Liao Meiying's silence.
"I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?" He frowned and asked.
In the past two years, he has been out there, and because he is rich, many women want to have sex with him.
But he wasn't interested.
Isn’t it nice to make good money?
What are women posting about him for?
Aren’t you just after the money in his pocket?
He worked so hard to negotiate business and spent the money he earned on them? dream!
But the woman in front of him didn't even bat an eyelid at such a rich man, even though he had turned the emerald ring on his thumb several times and took off the gold ring on his middle finger. I tried putting it on several times but failed to attract her attention.
What an ignorant village woman!
"Are you mute or something? When I talk to you, if you don't respond, you have to at least look at me, right? This is the most basic courtesy and respect between people!"
Yang Yongxian's words finally aroused Liao Meiying's reaction.
"Don't be so literate with me. I, a village woman, can't understand those literate words." She said calmly.
"Okay, let me tell you this, if someone else talks to you, would you just ignore them with a coffin face?" Yang Yongxian asked in a different way.
"You have no education at all, how can you teach my son?" he asked again.
Liao Meiying had a cold face, but her voice was still calm: "Education? I let you enter this door and let you see Zhen'er, it is the greatest patience and education."
"Are you well-educated? You don't even look at what you are like now. What if you have made a few stinky money? You are betraying all your relatives!"
Making money is Yang Yongxian's greatest pride, and he does not allow others to slander him.
"The fact that I can make money is the best proof of my ability and ability. You village woman, don't say grapes are sour!"
Liao Meiying was very angry and laughed: "Huh? No matter how much money you make, how can you make more than Qing'er? Qing'er is still down-to-earth, but you are floating up in the sky. Who can show you?"
Yang Yongxian didn't expect that Liao Meiying would lift Yang Ruoqing to press him, and she pressed him accurately.
After a brief silence, Yang Yongxian said sternly: "Zhen'er is almost two years old, and men started learning calligraphy when they were three years old. We should start preparing from now on."
"So when I come back this time, I want to take Zhen'er to Baie Town, where I will teach her personally. Putting it in your hands will delay her..."
"What did you say? Impossible!"
Liao Meiying suddenly stood up with Zhen'er in her arms, her face turned red and her whole body was shaking with anger.
Zhen'er was frightened by his mother's sudden reaction, she pursed her lips and cried at the top of her lungs.
Yang Yongxian also stood up: "You stupid woman, what are you doing? You scared my son!"
He stretched out his hand to pick up Zhen'er and hug her, but Zhen'er turned her head and turned her butt towards him, lying on Liao Meiying's shoulder and crying even harder.
The commotion here spread to the main room, and Yang Huazhou and Lao Yangtou rushed over.
"What's going on? Why is Zhen'er crying?" Old Yang's voice came in before he entered the door.
"Yang Yongxian, where is the door? Get out!"
Liao Meiying did not respond to Lao Yangtou's words, but pointed at the door and yelled at Yang Yongxian.
Yang Yongxian stood stiffly on the spot, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Liao Meiying fiercely with his eyes narrowed.
"Get out. This is my house, mine and Zhen'er's. When I married into a wealthy family in the provincial capital, you didn't have a place here. Get out!"
Liao Meiying, who never used foul language, lost her unprecedented grace and became hysterical like a shrew in front of Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhou.
Zhen'er was so frightened that she cried loudly, and she didn't know where to throw the little monkey in her hand.
"Mr. Liao, why are you so mad and so violent? This is Lao Yang's family and Yongxian's family. You, a married woman, are talking nonsense!"
Old Yangtou was so angry that he slapped the door frame and roared loudly at Liao Meiying in the room. His voice was so loud that it resounded through the sky and even the Tan family in the backyard was alarmed.
Liao Meiying was obviously stunned by Lao Yangtou's roar. She looked straight at Lao Yangtou who looked like a golden-haired lion king, and was a little scared for a moment.
Yang Huazhou quickly entered the room and stood between them, blocking Old Yang's gaze.
While he picked up the little monkey on the ground and stuffed it into Zhen'er's hand, he asked Liao Meiying gently: "How is my nephew-in-law? If you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly. The noise scares the child."
"Uncle Wu, I, I..."
Liao Meiying wanted to tell Yang Huazhou the whole story, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Her words could not be connected, but her tears kept flowing down.
"Crying and crying, the days of great joy and crying are really obscure. Your old Liao family really can't teach a good woman. What kind of thing!" Lao Yang's head began to scold again.
Liao Meiying held Zhen'er tightly with one hand, and used the back of her other hand to wipe her tears, but the tears became more and more fierce, smearing her face.
There was so much lump in my throat that I couldn't stop, and my whole body was twitching.
"Dad, let them resolve their matters as a young couple by themselves. As a father, why don't you get involved?"
Yang Huazhou turned his head and told Old Yangtou somewhat displeasedly.
Old Yangtou was still furious. He pointed at Yang Yongxian and said to Yang Huazhou: "Look, our Yongxian man, a man who is so respectable outside, is so aggrieved when he comes to this woman. A woman who doesn't know how to praise, why? Shameless..."
"No one in this world is more shameless than you, an old man!" Tan's loud voice suddenly sounded from behind, and people were rushing towards this side on their little feet.
Yang Huaming and the third girl Jin followed her, but they couldn't catch up with her.
When they got closer, Mrs. Tan did not enter the house, but stood at the door with her hands on her hips, spat hard at Old Yang's head, pointed at his nose and yelled:
"You pretentious old thing, Yongxian bastard just followed you. None of your grandparents are good. They are all black-hearted ghosts who only want to be happy for themselves. They are selfish. In turn, they scold us women for not knowing how to appreciate others. I Bah, Lao Yang's family has no business talking to you, get out of here, get out of here!"
