Tan swept in the direction directed by Yang Huamei and found the small stool Yang Huamei was talking about.
Tan shook his head directly: "You'd better stand for a while, your stool is very dirty."
Yang Huamei smiled awkwardly, but didn't force it, and stood there with Tan.
"Mom, you haven't come to see me for a while. After that night, I thought you would ignore me for the rest of your life!"
Yang Huamei held Tan's arm, smiled affectionately, and talked about what happened last time, as if nothing happened.
Tan glanced at Yang Huamei's heartless smile, opened her mouth, and almost told her that she was so angry with her that she was so depressed that she couldn't get out of bed.
But when the words came to his lips, Tan swallowed them back. Everything was over, and he got up now, why did he still talk about it?
"You, Mr. Wang, have done a great job in repairing the house. In my entire life, no one else has done as well as you," Ms. Tan said.
Yang Huamei smiled apologetically.
Tan changed the topic, and his eyes and words turned into a sharp knife to get to the point.
"Did they say your family got rich?"
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "It's hard to say how to get rich or not. Anyway, I have a little more money than before."
"I heard that Dabai made money from doing business?" Tan asked again.
Yang Huamei smiled and nodded, with pride on her brows.
"It's hard to say how much money he made. Anyway, when he came back from this trip, he saw that his house was flooded and left some money for us to repair it. Otherwise, our whole family wouldn't even have a place to stay."
Mrs. Tan kept a straight face and continued to glance around.
"What kind of business is Dabai doing outside? Will this way of making money last long?" Tan asked again.
The smile on Yang Huamei's face gradually turned colder, "Mom, what do you mean by this?"
Mrs. Tan looked at Yang Huamei seriously.
Yang Huamei then said: "Mom, is it true that when other people make money, it's just luck, which is a good thing, and when my family Dabai makes money, it's just stolen and robbed from unknown sources?"
Mrs. Tan did not speak, but looked at Yang Huamei quietly, waiting for her to finish what she wanted to say.
Yang Huamei pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled strangely: "My family, Dabai, makes a fair amount of money from the rice and grain business. We neither steal nor rob. We spend money with a clear conscience."
"Some people just don't want to see our old Wang family turn over, because they are afraid that my family, Big Bai and Xiao Hei, will never achieve anything in their lives. I don't know what they are worried about!"
Yang Huamei said several more words, and every word pointed the finger at the old Yang family and the Liu family.
Until she said she was tired and stopped talking, Tan moved and asked her in a calm tone: "Are you finished?"
"If you're done, let me say a few words."
Yang Huamei was panting, her face was red, and she was on full battle alert, "Mom, tell me!"
Tan said: "I only asked a few questions without any words to slander you. Why did you react so strongly?"
"My grandson is promising, so I will follow you. I came here to take a look and ask you questions. I want to remind you that even if you have a long way to make money, you should spend your money leisurely."
"If the way to make money is not stable, you have to spend more leisurely. You can't just spend it randomly when you have a lot of money."
Mrs. Tan pointed around: "Look, a lot of things in your yard don't actually need to be fixed. You are spending money in revenge. I am worried about you!"
Yang Huamei felt very embarrassed when Tan pointed it out so pointedly. She also knew that this wave of house renovations was deliberately ostentatious in every aspect, just to feel proud.
Who allowed me to be looked down upon by others for so many years, not only by the people in the village, but also by my brothers, sisters-in-law and nephews from my mother’s family?
Therefore, even though she felt embarrassed and guilty, she could not admit her mistake.
Moreover, although Tan's words were well-intentioned, because of everyone's different positions, they only aroused Yang Huamei's rebellious psychology and made her even more ashamed and angry.
"Mom, don't worry. I am sensible. I am not trying to make a fool of myself, nor am I trying to repair the house by selling iron."
"Even after repairing this house, our old Wang family will still be able to lift the pot and won't beg for food in front of those who look down on us!"
This was another angry remark, which made Yang Huamei shake her head.
"Meier, you have really changed and you have become unable to listen to good advice."
"Mom, your good advice is hard on your ears. It makes you feel very uncomfortable. Life is already very bitter, three points more bitter than coptis, so you can't, can't you say something sweeter?"
Mr. Tan sighed, "True words may displease the ears but help the deeds."
"Ask yourself, how many bitter words have I said to you since you were a child? They were all coaxing and spoiling you with sweet words, and in the end, I spoiled you like this."
"Mom is old and doesn't have many days. I want to give you more advice, but you can't listen to me anymore, so there's nothing I can do about it."
"I'm going back first, you can go about your business!"
After Tan finished speaking calmly, he turned around and left calmly.
Yang Huamei chased after me, "Mom, why don't you stay for dinner before leaving? It's been a long time since you held my dishes and chopsticks."
"By the way, let's eat braised pork at night..."
"Your fifth aunt cooked my rice, thank you for your kindness."
Tan shied away and left, leaving Yang Huamei standing there, looking at Tan's back, Yang Huamei stamped her feet angrily.
But tears welled up again.
Why?
Why don't you eat my food? Is my food poisonous?
It’s clear that they look down on our old Wang family, and it’s clear that they think that our old Wang family will always be inferior to the old Yang family.
My two sons will never be as successful as the descendants of the old Yang family!
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. We will eat by ourselves!"
Mrs. Tan came back very angry. When she came in, Bao Suyun was feeding chickens in the yard. Mrs. Tan angrily said to Bao Suyun, "I swear here, next time if I go to warm her face and touch her cold ass, I will Not human!"
After saying this, Mrs. Tan ran back to the guest room in the backyard, leaving Bao Suyun standing there in confusion.
…
Two days later, the Luo family returned.
Ye Yi also picked up Jiang Guiling and Mianmian back to the village.
Trying to ask something out of Ye Yi's mouth was a waste of effort, as there must have been zero communication with Mianmian throughout the process.
But Yang Ruoqing doesn't need them to communicate. The two people's personalities are like that of marrying first and falling in love later. As long as they like each other in the early stage, the rest will be left to the elders. They can just wait to enter the bridal chamber. .
Right now, Yang Ruoqing is focused on the Zhou family's disaster.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing said: "The efforts in the first half of the year were all in vain. A large number of chickens and ducks died. My cousin was so distressed that he became seriously ill. In addition, the flood fighting and rescue work in recent days almost made him unable to get up!"
