"Besides, I live not far away. It's in the alley next door. On the right is the boss's house. I'm sandwiched in the middle."
"If anything happens to the two brothers in the future, just give them a shout and it will be convenient for me to come and take care of them!"
Xu's mother nodded repeatedly, her face full of praise and admiration: "You can still arrange it. Later I have to visit my mother-in-law at your house."
Check it out for yourself to see if it is really a separation of the family, or if it is just perfunctory for our old Xu family.
Yang Huamei also nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will take you over to my place to sit in a while, as long as you don't mind that the room is small."
Humph, you still want to check whether the separation is real or fake?
Ha, Xiaohei was raised by me, my son.
Now in order to marry your daughter, we can split up.
When your daughter came in, we naturally got together again.
Separate the family?
impossible!
Why am I working so hard to raise my two sons to adulthood?
Is it so that I can finally live in a place not much bigger than a toilet?
certainly not!
Yang Huamei and Xu's mother were there, you test me, and I test you. Next to them, Mrs. Tan sat there bored, shaking her head secretly, with a trace of ridicule flashing from time to time in her only remaining eye.
hypocritical.
What these parents-in-law are saying is so hypocritical!
But Mrs. Tan remembered Old Yang's advice on the way here. Today, they are here to congratulate them. They will leave after eating, not to interfere, and to keep their mouths shut.
Moreover, Tan noticed a detail.
That is, her old daughter-in-law Meier is always smiling, but that is for others.
When he turned to face the old lady, her face suddenly turned cold.
When she turned back again, the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed again.
Tan shook his head secretly, thinking, is this important?
There was a gap in the middle. Xu's mother wanted to go to the toilet, so Xu Qiaohong and Mrs. Xu Qiaohong got up to accompany her.
Xiaohei's aunt and Wang Hongtao's wife were also called outside the house to deal with matters.
Only mother and daughter Tan and Yang Huamei were left in the east room.
The room where Yan Yan had been smiling before suddenly became quiet.
Yang Huamei's face was as cold as water. She sat there, holding a bowl of tea in her hand, saying nothing and blowing the floating tea leaves.
Mrs. Tan knew that Yang Huamei was feeling angry.
The old lady didn't want to talk to Yang Huamei at first, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was a mother after all and should not be angry with her daughter.
Some things are better discussed.
"Mei'er... Mom knows that you feel uncomfortable, but you can't completely rely on your third brother and the others for this matter."
"boom!"
It was Yang Huamei. She placed the lid of the tea bowl heavily on the tea bowl, raised a pair of cold eyes, and stared at Mrs. Tan fiercely.
"What? They put their picks aside at the last minute and caught me off guard. In the end, instead of relying on them, they ended up relying on me?"
"No, no, no, mom didn't mean that either..." Mrs. Tan waved her hands repeatedly, her face turning red with anxiety.
"Mom, I'm not interested in knowing what you mean," Yang Huamei interrupted Tan and said coldly.
"I only know that if my family holds such a happy event today, and they don't come to support it, they don't give me face. It's a big deal, but they can't stand it!"
Tan looked at Yang Huamei blankly, wondering when Mei'er became so stubborn?
Tan seemed to see himself in Yang Huamei's body.
Tan's eyes also changed, no longer as tolerant and kind as before, but more cold and displeased.
"Mei'er, let's talk about this. Originally, I was afraid of hurting your self-esteem, so I tried not to say anything. Even if I did, I would say it very tactfully."
"But now, I have to say a few words."
"Don't blame your brothers and sisters-in-law for not coming to support you. It's really a good place to make up for! If you don't do enough, you can ruin the place!"
"Destroying the place? Mother, what are you talking about!" Yang Huamei glared at Mr. Tan with jealousy and displeasure.
"I invited them over for a meal and a glass of wine with good intentions. Am I wrong?"
"There are so many people in the village and there are so many people on the street. Why don't I call them brother and sister-in-law? Isn't it because we are brothers and sisters!"
Tan smiled bitterly: "Where's the money for the meeting?"
"Ask yourself, if you let them come over for a drink, aren't you just trying to give Xu Qiaohong money for the meeting, so that you, Mr. Wang, can look good on you?"
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, her thoughts were revealed, and she was still a little embarrassed.
But it only took a moment before she stiffened her neck again and argued confidently with Mrs. Tan: "How can there be free rice in the world? Besides, as elders and Xiao Hei's uncle, every household has good conditions, especially It’s three-bedroom and five-bedroom.”
"If you pluck a hair out of the third and fifth bedrooms, they're both thicker than our Lao Wang family's thighs."
"For things like giving money for a meeting with my nephew-in-law, I shouldn't have asked me to take the initiative in the first place."
"When I opened that mouth, I was already at a disadvantage, but in the end, I shamelessly opened that mouth. It's better this time. They were so frightened that they didn't even dare to stand up, just for the money to meet, so what? ? It’s true that the richer you are, the stingier you become!”
Yang Huamei became more and more angry as she talked, her face turned red and her neck became thick.
Although it was just the beginning of spring, she was so angry that she fanned her hot cheeks with her sleeves.
Mrs. Tan was also angry.
But Mrs. Tan was not so angry that her whole body was hot, but she was trembling all over, as if she were standing barefoot in the ice and snow, shaking all over and having trouble speaking.
"Meier, Meier, your idea is really scary!"
"According to what you say, your brother and his friends are better off than you, so they deserve to be teased by you and not be able to say anything?"
Yang Huamei didn't like hearing this.
"Mom, is that called wooling? Every one of their families has something to do, and I've been left behind? Didn't I give them all gifts?"
Faced with Yang Huamei's resentment, Ms. Tan asked her: "Okay, let me ask you, when Jiang Guiling from the fifth room came back to acknowledge her for the first time, did you pay for the meeting?"
Yang Huamei shook her head: "No."
Mrs. Tan asked again: "Yongzhi's wife, Zhao Liu'er, came to acknowledge her. Did you give her money for the meeting?"
Yang Huamei shook her head again: "I didn't give it either."
Mrs. Tan asked again: "If He Lian'er comes to recognize the door, will you give it to her?"
Yang Huamei was a little irritated: "I didn't give it, I didn't give it."
"Then why don't you give it?" Tan asked.
Yang Huamei said: "It's not like I'm officially married, so what should I give? It's a violation of the rules!"
Mrs. Tan sneered, "Yes, that's what you think. Then why do you have to ask your brothers to give it to your daughter-in-law? Just because they are richer than you?"
"If everything is calculated like you do, then the emperor is the richest person in the world. Does he have to take out the money from his treasury and distribute it to his people to be considered a good emperor?"
Yang Huamei was stunned by Tan's words and was stunned for a moment.
