If that's the case, then Yang Huamei doesn't care.
Everyone has been a daughter-in-law, and there is no need for a mother-in-law to stretch out her hands so much when it comes to young people's affairs in the house.
But if Hongmei dares to sit on Dabai's neck and poop, her mother-in-law will use her power to treat her!
Because a batch of fish fry had arrived, Luo Fengtang helped Blacksmith Luo take care of the fish pond after breakfast.
Yang Ruoqing was bored and came to visit her parents' house.
It happened that Mr. Sun was going to deliver food to Mr. Tan at his old house, so he went with him.
When I arrived at the old house, I immediately saw Ms. Liu standing at the door of the west room, her ears twitching to catch the voices in the east room.
"Fourth Aunt."
Yang Ruoqing shouted mischievously, frightening Mrs. Liu and almost jumping up.
"Shh!"
She gestured and winked at Yang Ruoqing. To her surprise, Yang Ruoqing, who was usually so smart, turned out to be stupid this time.
Not only could he not understand her eyes and gestures, but he also said something bluntly: "Fourth Aunt, what are you doing standing outside? Is there a guest in the house?"
Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes in anger.
This damn Qinger is deliberately making fun of me.
Mrs. Sun also smiled helplessly and tugged at Yang Ruoqing: "Stop teasing your fourth aunt."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and didn't tease her, but it was already too late, because Tan's voice came from the east room:
"Who are they coming?"
Mrs. Sun said hurriedly: "Mom, it's me and Qing'er."
A figure came out of the east room with a smile on his face. It was the recently widowed Yang Huamei.
Seeing Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Liu, and Yang Ruoqing in the yard, Yang Huamei's smile became more sincere.
"Third sister-in-law, fourth sister-in-law, Qing'er, mother, please come to the east room. There is something I want to tell you."
Sun smiled and nodded.
Mrs. Liu also followed immediately.
Seeing Yang Huamei turning around and returning to the east room, Mrs. Liu touched Mrs. Sun and said in a low voice: "It's only been a month since Shuanzi left, and Qiqi hasn't even passed yet. She can laugh out loud right now. It's so heartwarming." Big!"
Mrs. Sun glanced at Mrs. Liu and frowned.
Yang Ruoqing whispered: "The deceased is gone, the living should continue to live. We can't cry all the time. Will we be blind from crying?"
Yang Ruoqing has no doubts about Aunt Mei'er's feelings for Uncle Shuanzi.
The sadness and longing are no longer displayed on the face, but hidden deep in the heart.
You cry and cry on your face every day, how do you let the people around you live? Everyone has their own things to do, and no one has the spare time and kind-heartedness to comfort you like a shadow every day.
So in the end, you have to lick your wounds yourself. The end of this road in life is destined to be lonely. It is the same for everyone, even if you are the founder of a dynasty.
The three of them entered the east room. Tan was sitting cross-legged on the bed as she had for a long time. It was cold in February, so the old lady left the warm bucket stool, but she still had a blanket on her legs.
As for why Mrs. Tan was willing to leave the warm bucket stool that had been with her all winter?
This is a story with blood and tears.
Because Mr. Tan had been sitting on a warm bucket stool with a brazier under her buttocks, she sat on it every day whenever she was awake and was constantly being roasted by the flames.
She also held a small copper stove to warm her hands, and her daily meals were chicken, duck, and fish. Usually, the daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-law would bring a bowl to her if they stewed red date soup or something.
Especially the silly words of Old Yangtou a few days ago hurt the old lady even more, and she was forced to lie in bed for two days.
Yang Huazhong and the others were filial and bought a leg of lamb from elsewhere to replenish the old lady's health.
As a result, under this internal and external attack, the old lady became seriously angry.
Not only was there a circle of fire bubbles around my mouth, but there were also sores on my body.
If that was all, it would be bearable.
The problem is that the fire energy in the body is strong, which triggers old problems.
I couldn't squat down in the pit for two consecutive days. I tried many methods and drank raw lard to lubricate my intestines. As a result, I had vomiting and diarrhea before I could squat down, but I was also damaged.
No, my body obviously couldn't lift up the strength, but I didn't dare to sit on the heating bucket or hold the small stove to warm my hands. I just sat on the bed, with a blanket on my body and hot tea in my hand.
"The complexion of the milk is not very good yet. It seems that it needs to be taken care of slowly." Yang Ruoqing observed Tan's complexion and came to this conclusion.
Tan said angrily: "There is nothing to support. At this age, I have lived enough."
"Mom, how can you say that? You want to live a long life." Yang Huamei was the first to get anxious and quickly told Mrs. Tan with red eyebrows and eyes.
When Tan faced Yang Huamei, he had no temper at all.
"Okay, okay, I will live a long life. I will not only drink Dabai's wedding wine, but I will also drink Xiaohei's wedding wine in the future. Is that okay for the head office?"
"That's pretty much it." Yang Huamei also smiled.
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu looked at each other in front of the bed. Mrs. Liu couldn't wait to ask: "Why are Mei'er here today? I haven't seen you smile for a long time. Is there anything good going on?"
Liu didn't say a word of sarcasm, but in Yang Huamei's ears, there was a hint of irony in this tone.
Her smile instantly solidified, she lowered her eyes, and forced out a smile: "It's only been a few months since Shuanzi passed away, how can I be happy? But the children's affairs cannot be delayed, so I can only hold on to my happiness. I laughed a few times, but I was still thinking about Shuanzi..."
Mrs. Liu was not interested in listening to Yang Huamei's reminiscences about Wang Shuanzi. She only heard one sentence: "What's going on with the children? Which child? What's going on?"
Mrs. Tan took over the conversation and said, "It just so happens that you are all here, which saves Meier's family from running around. I will pass the message on later."
"Well, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, we will go to Lao Wang's house and sit down. The matter of Dabai and Hongmei will be cleared up."
"Sit down? How do you sit?" Mrs. Liu shouted immediately upon hearing this.
"Looking at how stupid you are, of course you came over to have a meal and give me a gift or something. Dabai and Hongmei are getting married!" Mrs. Tan directly opened the skylight and spoke frankly.
Yang Huamei was a little embarrassed and quickly waved her hand and said, "Third sister-in-law, fourth sister-in-law, I didn't tell you everything. I just went over to sit and have a meal. There is no need to give gifts."
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "We should have the proper etiquette. Who said we are real relatives? It should be."
Yang Ruoqing just smiled and said nothing.
Because this matter has nothing to do with her and the Luo family.
She and Yang Huamei were both married from the old Yang family, and they had agreed from the beginning that they would not pay New Year greetings or be polite.
Except for white matters.
So she just came here to watch the fun.
Ms. Liu was anxious, "Since Mom opened the skylight and said something openly, I won't hide it anymore. I'll have to ask the fourth child what he means when we go over to sit down. But we don't give it as a courtesy. Dabai's nephew is playing My fourth uncle hasn’t officially come to apologize yet, so when he gets married, we still go there and give him gifts? How stupid are we?"
