Over the years, Zhang Youfu has long been accustomed to Zhang's mother's complaints and nagging.
At first, when he was young and vigorous, he would still be angry and resentful. After the age of thirty, he gave up the idea of marrying and having children.
He just wants to live for one day so that my mother will not be hungry or thirsty. After sending my mother back to the mountains in the future, if he is willing to live, then he will continue to live.
If you feel like living is tiring, boring, too deserted...
Then pick a mountainside with flowers and grass and finish yourself off.
So Zhang's mother started complaining and nagging again, which did not affect Zhang Youfu at all. He cleaned the house amidst her nagging.
He also put my mother's dirty clothes and the clothes he had changed into a wooden basin that had been used for many years, planning to take them to the pond to rub them when I had time.
In the days when there were no women, Zhang Youfu could do anything. Although his family was poor, it was still well managed.
As for Lao Wang's family.
Yang Huamei couldn't even speak aloud, she was so dizzy that she shivered under the quilt.
Mrs. Tan asked several women from Lao Wang's family about the whole story and found out that the woman who had quarreled with Yang Huamei was Mrs. Jiawang in the village.
The Jiawang brothers are all well-known figures in Changping Village. They have many brothers and strong men. When Jiawang's mother was still alive, she was somewhat related to the old Yang family.
That generation of people walked around in the past,
One generation is close to the second generation, and the third generation cannot leave.
Although the two families no longer move around in this generation, when Yang Huazhong and Jia Wang meet in the village, they have to call them cousin.
According to this logic, Yang Huamei had to call Mrs. Jiawang sister-in-law.
"That damn prostitute bullies me, Mei'er. Does this mean that we, the old Yang family, are not looking down on us? I'm going to skin her right now!"
Mrs. Tan pulled up her sleeves, spat, stood up and walked out.
Yang Huazhong and Sun quickly stopped her.
"Mom, what are you going to do? Isn't it common for women in the village to quarrel? Besides, it was Meier who made the first move..."
Yang Huazhong is not only Yang Huamei's brother, but also the leader of Changping Village.
If you want to convince the public and gain prestige in such a big village, you have to do things according to the principles.
Tan threw away his hand and slapped Yang Huazhong.
"Your sister was almost killed by someone, and you are still talking to outsiders. You are still not my biological child!"
Yang Huazhong has not been beaten by his parents for a long, long time.
And it's really embarrassing to be slapped in the face like this.
When the people around him saw this, they were too frightened to say a word.
Mrs. Sun was even more nervous and looked around, hoping that Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhou would come over soon.
Yang Huazhong covered his face and was in a state of confusion.
But he quickly adjusted his mind and said to Mrs. Tan, "Mom, the top priority is to take good care of Mei'er first, instead of making things worse."
"Mei'er fell into the water, but Mrs. Jiawang is not much better. This is a lose-lose matter. Let's just mediate between the two sides and don't make the matter worse!"
How could Mr. Tan listen to Yang Huazhong's advice now? She was jumping around to tear Lady Jiawang to pieces.
The little old lady's strength exploded, and it was quite fierce.
Yang Huazhong couldn't stop him alone. Sun came to stop him but was pushed away. Bao Suyun got a cut on his face.
Several women from Lao Wang's family had already shrunk to the corner, and Wang Hongquan also hid with his sister-in-law and nephews-in-law.
Being pushed away by Wang Hongtao's mother-in-law, "Brother, this is your family's business. You should hurry up and try to persuade me. Don't hide behind me."
Wang Hongquan turned his head and looked panicked: "I don't think my life will be long..."
"Uncle, go quickly, the bolts have been pushed down..."
Yes, at this time the only real warriors left were Yang Huazhong and Wang Shuanzi, and Wang Shuanzi was pushed wobbly.
Wang Hongquan still didn't dare to step forward. He was afraid of this old lady, a complete tigress.
It wasn't until Yang Huazhou and Yang Ruoqing came in that Tan was completely controlled.
How to control it?
Naturally, Yang Huazhou roared, which stunned Mr. Tan.
But the old lady quickly came to her senses. When she saw Yang Ruoqing blocking the door, she knew that she couldn't get out. Just when she was going crazy with anger, Wang Hongquan plucked up the courage to come over.
"Oh, Lao Wu, Qing'er, you came at the right time. There are so many people like me, old lady, and we can't stop you. We have to go to Mrs. Jiawang to fight..."
After he finished speaking, something popped into his mouth like a bullet.
While he was talking, he subconsciously swallowed the thing in his throat.
Sticky, wet, and with a hint of salty smell.
He smashed it twice and tasted the aftertaste carefully. There seemed to be a hint of Laotan pickled cabbage and pork liver flavor?
Wang Hongquan suddenly found that the noisy room suddenly became quiet, and all eyes fell on him.
They looked at him like a monster.
"You pretend to be deaf and mute when I want you to speak, and you talk shit when you're not supposed to. I'll seal your throat with a mouthful of phlegm!"
The huge confusion was suddenly awakened by Tan's words.
'Click'!
It was like a thunder struck from above his head, splitting Wang Hongquan in half!
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The crowd dispersed as it was time to disperse, and Yang Huamei woke up and was able to speak on her own to appease Mrs. Tan.
Ms. Tan sat on the bedside wiping her tears, and Ms. Sun, Ms. Liu and Ms. Yang Ruoqing stood next to her.
Bao Suyun had a cut on his face, and Yang Huazhou had already taken him home to bandage it.
Yang Huazhong quietly discussed with Wang Hongtao in the main room how to clean up the mess.
As for Wang Hongquan, he ran to Uncle Fu's house holding his throat and asked Uncle Fu and his son to find a way to wash his throat and induce vomiting. No matter what method they used, they must force out Tan's old phlegm...
Wang Shuanzi was worried about Yang Huamei, so he wanted to come over and say a few words to her. As soon as he poked his head in, he was forced to retreat to the door by Tan's gaze.
"God bless me, Mei'er is blessed with a great life. If anything happens to her today, I want you, a tuberculosis person, to be buried with her!"
Mrs. Tan took off her shoes and threw them towards the door of the house, hitting Wang Shuanzi firmly in the face.
Wang Shuanzi looked disgraced and covered his sore nose, but he had to pick up Tan's shoes.
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly took the shoes and returned to the bed, letting Tan get on board.
This weapon is good, recyclable and reusable.
On the bed, Yang Huamei, who had saved her life, said to Mrs. Tan: "Mom, I was also impulsive about this matter. If I had turned my back and left at that time, and not competed with the Jiawang family for the sake of reputation, I would have been There’s nothing more to come.”
When I'm in the water, I can't reach the sky or the ground, I can't grab anything with my hands, and I can't step on anything with my feet.
Water poured into the eyes, nostrils, and ears from all directions.
Before I even shouted the word 'help', I filled my mouth with ice water...
At that moment, she was really scared, panicked, and timid.
It is better to die than to live. Death is too uncomfortable, and death is too easy. It is often just a thought.
A word, an action.
If she was asked to do it over again, she promised not to confront the Jiawang family head-on.
