The mother and daughter gathered themselves together and went to the backyard to visit Mrs. Mo.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the house, I smelled a very strong smell of meat coming from the kitchen.
Yang Huamei and Mr. Tan looked at each other. Yang Huamei smiled and said, "It seems like they are making soup."
Tan curled his lips, "You can drink broth on a hot day and it won't feel greasy!"
Yang Huamei said: "Mom, you can't say that. It's hot and people sweat a lot and have no energy. Eat something good, it's good for your health!"
While the two were talking, the little girl ran out of the kitchen and ran straight to the next room.
He was still shouting happily: "Daddy, daddy, the meat is ready..."
At the same time, Yang Yongqing also came out of the main room.
On a hot day, Yang Yongqing helped him naked with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Don't run, don't run, be careful!" he yelled, swinging the toothpick up and down.
When he saw Tan and Yang Huamei standing outside, Yang Yongqing was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, he shook his shoulders and asked casually: "Auntie, why are you following this cat? Do you want to eavesdrop on something? Or peek on something?"
Although Yang Yongqing had just fought with Xiao Hei yesterday, Yang Huamei was extremely angry with Yang Yongqing.
But because of Xiao Hei's series of actions that made Yang Huamei heartbroken, Yang Huamei's anger towards Yang Yongqing disappeared inexplicably.
And when he saw his nephew at this moment, his eyes were full of joy.
In particular, even though his nephew had gone through the fight yesterday, he still called her aunt affectionately. This made Yang Huamei feel that it was better to be a nephew. No wonder everyone said that her aunt loved her nephew, but it really hurt!
However, before Yang Huamei had time to speak, Tan beside her was already rushing to reprimand Yang Yongqing.
"You stinky boy, why don't you wear any clothes in the clear sky? You're not shy or impatient!"
Yang Yongqing chuckled and spit the toothpick in his mouth onto the ground.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at himself, and smiled carelessly: "Mistress, you're right, I'm wearing pants. My buttocks and everything are covered, so I'm not naked!"
Tan spat on the ground and raised his hand to twist Yang Yongqing's arm: "You bastard, what are you talking about? Let's see if I don't strangle you to death!"
As a result, Yang Yongqing did not dodge further, but instead grabbed Tan's hand and pushed it towards his chest.
"Milk, you pinch here, the tendons here are so fleshy, it's so satisfying!"
Tan's hand retracted as if he was electrocuted, his face turned red, and he spat: "You brat, you are not serious, you are looking for death!"
Yang Yongqing chuckled and deliberately grabbed Tan's hand and asked her to touch his chest.
"Ha, grandma, you're blushing. Come on, come on, don't be shy. It'll be fine if you touch your eldest grandson's tendons a few times. I won't say you're being a hooligan..."
Seeing the devil's claws reaching out, Mrs. Tan was so angry and funny that she ducked back.
Yang Yongqing laughed.
Yang Huamei looked on, dumbfounded.
"Young boy, stop teasing your grandma. She's so old. I'll see how you deal with it if she dodges and falls!"
Yang Huamei's words really worked.
Yang Yongqing no longer deliberately grabbed Tan's hand. He put his hand behind his back and said to Yang Huamei with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'm going to save face for my aunt and won't tease grandma anymore."
"So what, aunt, why are you here? Do you want to drink some broth?" he asked again.
Just as Yang Huamei was about to explain that it was not the case, Mrs. Tan rushed out from the side: "What's going on? You can't bear to give us a sip of broth? You must be stingy!"
Yang Yongqing said: "Nai, it's not that I'm stingy, I'm trying hard to complete the errands assigned to me by my father!"
"If I give you the broth, I won't be able to complete my errands. My father will lecture me later, but what should I do?"
Mr. Tan was confused when he heard this: "What errand did your father tell you?"
Could it be that the old guy is hungry for meat and wants Yongqing to survive and send him over to satisfy his craving?
After thinking about it, Mrs. Tan thought that was impossible!
The old man is now living with Lao San and his wife. Lao San and his wife are loyal and honest. Not to mention the good conditions at home, they can eat meat every day.
Even if life is really tight, at least every ten days and a half, I will try my best to make the old man eat something meaty. It is impossible for the old man to be greedy for meat!
"What's the errand? Qing boy, please tell me quickly!" Mrs. Tan stamped her foot and urged again.
Yang Huamei was also confused when she heard this, because when Mrs. Mo was found to be pregnant in the past two days, Yang Huamei was busy tossing with Xiao Hei.
Yang Yongqing chuckled and was about to say something when the little girl who ran into the house suddenly took out a bowl and ran to the door again.
The little girl pushed the big bowl to Yang Yongqing and urged loudly: "Dad, mother and little brother are starving. Hurry up and feed them some meat!"
Yang Yongqing took the big bowl and said to Mrs. Tan and Yang Huamei with a smile, "Did you hear that? The job my father gave me is to take good care of Mr. Mo!"
"My father said that if you ask me to sell iron, you will make sure that Mrs. Mo will eat well and drink well. Then she will give birth to a fat boy for me, so that we can continue to have children for our old Yang family!"
Tan and Yang Huamei suddenly realized it. Yang Huamei nodded repeatedly, with approval in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, you need to take good care of it. This pregnant person must eat more and eat well!"
Although Mrs. Tan agreed with this in her heart, her words would never be so flattering.
"Hey, what woman in the world is not pregnant or has a baby? I asked you to be nice to her, but I didn't ask you to offer her up as a clay Buddha!"
"Mom, don't say that." Yang Huamei reminded Tan in a low voice.
Tan didn't take it seriously and even curled his lips.
"You can't get used to women. All their faults come from being used to them!" The old lady still insisted on her point of view.
Yang Huamei glanced at Tan and did not argue with her face to face.
She just said to Yang Yongqing: "You did the right thing. My wife is meant to be loved. You not only love her, but also your own fat son."
"Well, Auntie also came over to take a look at Mr. Mo. Go and fill him with broth quickly. I'll take a look and leave."
Yang Yongqing nodded and strode into the kitchen with a bowl in hand.
The little girl followed Yang Yongqing with her hips on her back. When she reached the door of the kitchen, she suddenly stopped, held the door frame and turned to look in the direction of Yang Huamei and Zhuangzhuang.
"Little girl, what are you looking at? Do you recognize my aunt? Have you called your aunt?" When Mrs. Tan saw the little girl looking at Yang Huamei like this, she reminded the little girl.
The little girl tilted her head and looked at Zhuang Zhuang in Yang Huamei's arms.
"There is no meat in my house. The meat in my house is for my mother and my brother to eat!"
The little girl's tone of voice was a little stiff and a little nervous.
When Tan and Yang Huamei heard this and looked at the little girl's rich expression, they understood immediately.
"You little girl, who taught you to talk like this? You look at people through the crack in the door and look down on them. Yongqing, come out..."
(End of chapter)
