There was only one situation that could make her truly angry.
That's why Luo Fengtang was shaken.
This is breaking the foundation, but if something like that really happens, it cannot be solved by anger.
Even though she loves and trusts Luo Fengtang so deeply now, if something like that really happens, all her deep love will turn into ashes in an instant.
She is not the Virgin and cannot bless and fulfill them with tears.
When they were in love with each other, she had no distractions and could give her life to him.
After encountering betrayal, it would be a bloody disaster, and they would die together. Maybe this idea is a bit extreme, but this is her, a real her with flesh and blood.
But she would not tell Sun the truth about these thoughts for fear of scaring her.
"As long as Tang Yazi doesn't waver, this won't be a problem. My so-called anger is just my contempt for those women."
"But I will not go to Lao Wang's house to make a fuss. As my mother said before, only a few of us knew about this matter. When the fuss started, few people in the world were sensible and spread rumors. Instead, they described the matter. It’s dark and not worth it.”
"Besides, my aunt will definitely not let Hongmei off lightly in this matter."
"Hongmei will learn a lesson, so there is no need for us to take action."
Sun thought about it, "Then this matter..."
Yang Ruoqing: "That's it."
Sun thought for a moment and nodded gently, "That's all we can do. I hope Mei'er and the others don't make the matter too big."
"Aunt Meier will definitely wait for Dabai to come back before making a decision. Before that, she must have locked Hongmei in the house and not allowed her personal freedom." Yang Ruoqing speculated again.
"Then Dabai will not divorce his wife, right?" asked Sun a little nervously.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a while: "It's hard to say. It depends on Dabai's feelings for Hongmei and whether Hongmei's argument with Dabai can impress Dabai."
Some people, once they are obsessed with a person, even if she knits countless cuckolds for him, they will anesthetize themselves and even find reasons for the other person.
He even tries to put the blame on himself, feeling that it is because he is not good enough that the other person is unsure, and he denies himself step by step, sinking into dust.
Which kind Dabai is, it's hard to say now.
"Anyway, besides telling me about this, please don't whisper to anyone else."
"Even if it's the fifth aunt, don't mention it, mother. Do you understand?"
Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Qing'er, I won't mention a word. Then your aunt's side..."
"Mom, please don't go to my aunt's house these days unless she comes to our house herself." Yang Ruoqing reminded her solemnly.
Sun nodded again. At this moment, it was as if their identities had been reversed. Yang Ruoqing was the mother and Sun was a child!
…
I don’t know where Mr. Tan heard about Yang Huamei’s return, but she actually went to Lao Wang’s house alone.
It turned out that the courtyard door was locked from the outside. Ms. Tan stood outside the courtyard wall and shouted inward several times, but no one responded.
"Who the hell said that Mei'er is back? That's nonsense!"
Mrs. Tan muttered and was about to go back. At this time, the woman from the family who lived next door to Yang Huamei's house poked her head out and chatted enthusiastically with Mrs. Tan:
"Did Dabai's grandmother come over? What? Isn't Mei'er at home?" the woman asked.
Tan said angrily: "The doors are all locked."
The woman walked out a few more steps, glanced at the courtyard of Lao Wang's house, and said loudly with some surprise: "No, I saw Mei'er and the third child earlier. The carriage has been delivered." At the door, why aren't you at home? You're probably out now, why don't you, aunt, go to the house and take a look?"
Mrs. Tan turned around and left, not even bothering to say any unnecessary words of thanks to the woman.
The woman didn't care. If she talked to Mr. Tan, it would be a victory if she didn't scold her.
Tan rushed to the house and saw Wang Hongquan busy in the yard.
"What are you doing sneaking around in the corner?" Tan suddenly appeared from behind Wang Hong and shouted suddenly.
Wang Hong was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost collapsed.
When he stood up and saw that the person behind him was Mr. Tan, he was so angry that he could no longer express his anger.
Not only can’t I say it, but I subconsciously want to leave.
However, Tan raised his hand to block Wang Hongquan's way.
"Why did you run away when you saw me? Tell me, what are you doing hiding here?" Tan asked again.
Wang Hongquan was angry and wanted to laugh, "My mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I'm building a chicken coop in my grandson's yard. What harm can I do?"
"Chicken coop?"
Tan's face was full of suspicion, and his eyes turned from Wang Hong to the corner of the courtyard wall behind him.
They are really building a chicken coop!
"The chicken coop should be built in the downwind direction. If you put the chicken coop in the windward direction, do you want to stink them to death when the wind blows?"
Yes, Mr. Tan can always find the bones in the eggs.
Wang Hongquan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He pointed to the direction of the chicken coop and argued with Mrs. Tan: "My mother-in-law, you can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south? Do you want me to teach you? Is this upwind? This is downwind. I don’t think the smell can blow into their house!”
"If you don't believe it, go back and ask the third and fourth brothers to come and have a look and see what they say!"
Faced with Wang Hongquan's righteousness, Tan didn't give in at all.
She pointed to the old Wang family's house next door and said loudly: "I'm not talking about Dabai's house, I'm talking about my Mei'er's house."
"You built the chicken coop here and the smell wafts over, do you want to kill me, Mei'er?"
"Oh~ your grandson is from your Lao Wang family and you don't want to smoke him, so you just want to smoke your wife with a foreign surname to death? She said you didn't do anything wrong. Why are you so vicious?"
Wang Hongquan looked up at the old Wang family's house across a wide road and stamped his feet angrily.
"You old woman is so picky. What kind of evil wind is this that can blow the smell to where?"
Tan snorted, raised his head and breathed out from his nostrils.
Wang Hongquan was so angry that he clenched his fists and even raised his arms.
"What? You still want to hit me? Come on, come on, can you try?"
Mrs. Tan not only stretched her neck, but also pulled out the long and thin silver hairpin stuck on the back of her head and held it in her hand.
She looked like she could pierce the hairpin into Wang Hongquan's head if he dared to knock down his fist.
Wang Hongquan was stunned.
It's a bit difficult to get off the tiger.
Fortunately, someone passed by outside at this time and saw that Wang Hongquan and Tan were both in the courtyard. The person greeted him warmly.
Tan ignored this, but Wang Hongquan took this opportunity to talk to the man and quickly slipped out of the yard.
Tan curled his lips, not at all proud of winning this battle.
For a victorious general like her, victory in such a small battle was nothing.
She would not chase down the defeated general Wang Hongquan and drive him away. This was her purpose.
