Xiaoduo's side was not peaceful, and the Yang Huazhong family also encountered some trouble.
No, when Yang Huazhong drove the carriage, carrying Sun, Yang Ruoqing, He Lianer and the others back to Changping Village, and when the carriage arrived at the gate of the yard, Yang Huazhong rang the bell on the carriage.
Soon, Yu Xingkui ran out of the yard and looked outside. He was sure that Yang Huazhong and the others were back. He quickly opened the yard door to both sides so that the carriage could drive smoothly into the yard.
The carriage had just stopped and the people on the carriage had not yet got off. Yu Xingkui came up to Yang Huazhong and whispered something in a low voice.
Yang Huazhong, who was untying the reins, paused for a moment and looked up in surprise at the lighted guest room in Old Yang's head.
"When did she come here?" he asked Yu Xingkui in a low voice.
Yu Xingkui said: "I've been here for half an hour."
Already half an hour old?
Yang Huazhong's mouth turned bitter. It seemed that Mei'er wouldn't give up until he was his third brother!
In the carriage behind them, Yang Ruoqing and Sun also got off the carriage one after another.
Yang Ruoqing heard the whispers of Yu Xingkui and Yang Huazhong just in the carriage.
It seems that the third wife didn't go to Lao Wang's house to support her today, and her aunt came to ask questions?
"What's wrong? Why are you all so stunned?"
Mrs. Sun helped He Lian'er carefully get out of the carriage. When she saw Yang Huazhong handing the reins to Yu Xingkui, while he stood in the yard looking hesitant, Ms. Sun was a little confused.
Yang Huazhong came to his senses and said to Sun, "You and Lian'er go back to the backyard first. I have something to do here."
"What's going on?" Mrs. Sun was still asking.
Yang Ruoqing pulled Sun over and said, "My aunt is here. She is in my grandfather's house."
ah?
Mrs. Sun understood immediately. She looked towards the guest room over there, obviously feeling guilty and anxious.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but want to laugh. What was there to feel guilty about? This bun girl is so timid.
"Mom, you and Lian'er go to the backyard kitchen to prepare dinner. Dad and I will go and have a few words with aunt."
Yang Ruoqing pushed Sun towards the backyard again, while winking at He Lian'er beside her.
He Lian'er understood what Yang Ruoqing meant. If Baozi Niang was left here, Aunt Mei'er would rush out later and say those words of "calling for punishment", Baozi Niang would not be able to resist.
So, He Lian'er took the initiative to hold on to Mrs. Sun: "Mom, I'm hungry, go and help me make something to eat!"
In this way, He Lian'er took Sun away directly.
Their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked on the front foot, and Yang Huamei, who heard the movement in the yard on the back foot, came out of Old Yangtou's house on crutches with the help of Xiao Hei.
"Third brother, in order to avoid me, you delayed going home until dark. I feel sorry for you just thinking about it, hey!"
When Yang Huazhong saw Yang Huamei appear like this, he felt a trace of panic and guilt in his heart.
But when this strange and sinister word came out without hesitation, it was like a strong wind that immediately blew away the little emotion in his heart.
"Mei'er, what you said doesn't sound right." Yang Huazhong said.
Yang Huamei stood under the eaves and did not go this way.
Behind her, the door opened, letting out light.
But her face seemed to be getting darker and darker. She was standing with backlight, and her face could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of eyes were left with a cold light.
"Aren't you hiding from me? Since you are not hiding from me, where is my third sister-in-law? I'm here, where is she hiding?"
Yang Huamei sneered and asked Yang Huazhong again.
Yang Huazhong frowned.
At this time, Lao Yangtou also followed out of the room behind Yang Huamei in a wheelchair.
"Mei'er, if you have something to say, say it well. Don't hide it or say it so unpleasantly." Old Yangtou reminded Yang Huamei in a deep voice.
Yang Huamei turned her head and glanced at Old Yang, snorted in her nostrils, and said disapprovingly: "Did I say something wrong? If you weren't hiding, why didn't you dare to come over and see me face to face?"
"Today, my nephew is having a wedding, and my third uncle and third aunt didn't show up. Does this make sense?"
Old Yang remained silent. The old man turned his gaze to Yang Huazhong, his eyes full of helplessness and worry.
Yang Huazhong also frowned, probably organizing his words in his mind.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ruoqing knew it was her turn to play.
If he doesn't come on stage, dad will probably be pushed to the ground and rubbed by his aunt.
Then I will be blown out of the backyard by my aunt, I will apologize to my aunt, and finally lead her away.
"Auntie, they say people are in high spirits during happy events. Why, the new in-laws are visiting us today. Auntie, have you not had enough of the wedding wine? Or what, why did you come to my parents to spread anger?"
Yang Ruoqing stepped forward with a smile and asked Yang Huamei in a crisp voice.
Yang Huamei glanced at Yang Ruoqing disdainfully, "The elders are talking and it has nothing to do with the juniors. Qing'er, just stay aside."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "If you talk nicely, I, a junior, will of course stay somewhere cool."
"But the problem is that this is not a conversation at all, but finding fault, finding fault. I must ask, right?"
Yang Huamei's eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing again, her eyes as cold and cold as a poisonous snake.
Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised, has this aunt practiced the magic of eyes?
Her eyes are very penetrating and intimidating. She is indeed Mrs. Tan's biological daughter. She has inherited Tan's skills in her genes and she woke up at the critical moment.
If it were my mother, fifth aunt, aunt and others, they would definitely not be able to resist.
Even if the fourth aunt is here, it is estimated that the fourth aunt will have to use all her firepower to withstand it.
But I'm sorry, aunt, your opponent today is me.
"Auntie, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask. Just say what you want to say. Don't keep glaring at me. That's not good for your eyes and may lead to cross-eyes."
Yang Ruoqing was unhurried and even showed concern for Yang Huamei from her niece.
Yang Huamei's glare was instantly shattered by 60%.
She banged the crutch in her hand on the ground several times, pointed at Yang Ruoqing, and said angrily: "It was all your idea, wasn't it?"
Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and shrugged her shoulders: "Auntie, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Yang Huamei gritted her teeth, took a few steps forward, and walked out of the light and shadow. At the same time, her face, which was darker than the twilight, also appeared in the sights of Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong.
"Stop pretending to be stupid. Today, none of your father, your fourth uncle, your fifth uncle, and Dafang went to our Lao Wang's house to congratulate us. They must have been instigated by you behind this, right?"
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, happy.
This time, she really wasn't the instigator behind this matter.
If you really have to pull someone to shoulder the first responsibility, it should be Tan.
And strictly speaking, Tan cannot be regarded as the first person responsible.
Because this matter is the opinion of everyone in Lao Yang's family.
Everyone is very uncomfortable with Yang Huamei's way of inviting guests to congratulate you. You don't need to say it. Everyone living in the same village knows that your family is about to have a happy event.
