Yang Huaming noticed Liu's sour mentality and had been observing the changes in Liu's attitude for two consecutive days.
It turned out that after two or three days, Liu had not changed at all.
Yang Huaming went to inquire with He'er and Liu Jinchuan again, and learned that since the Luo family took in Da Mo's family of five, Liu had deliberately not visited the Luo family during this period.
So, after dinner that day, Yang Huaming felt that it was not possible to continue like this, so he left his family in the main room and went straight to the point with Mrs. Liu's decisive attitude.
"You have been gambling with the Luo family during this period. Are you done with it?"
Everyone else at the table had finished eating, but Mrs. Liu was still there holding a bowl of rice soup soaked in rice cakes to slurp away.
Yang Huaming asked twice in a row, but Mr. Liu pretended to ignore him.
Siblings He'er and Kang Xiaozi couldn't stand it any longer. One of them gently touched Liu's elbow from above, while the other gently kicked Liu's feet from under the table.
It was only then that Ms. Liu raised her head reluctantly. She glanced at her daughter and son beside her impatiently, and then glared at Yang Huaming angrily: "I'm not angry, don't talk nonsense! "
"Aren't you angry? Who are you fooling? You usually go to Luo's house dozens of times a day like a flower-legged cat, but now that you can't go back, your angry behavior is completely blind!"
Mrs. Liu hit the mouth of the bowl hard with the chopsticks in her hand, frowned and shouted irritably: "My feet are on my body. I can go when I want to, but I can't go if I don't want to! Who cares!"
Yang Huaming said nothing and looked at Mr. Liu with a gloomy face.
Mrs. Liu felt the sense of oppression in his eyes, and the previous aura of breaking the jar was inexplicably suppressed.
She continued to pick up the rice grains in the rice soup and muttered: "The other day I annoyed the beggars in Da Mo's family and wanted to drive them away. Isn't it very common for the master's family to drive away beggars?"
"Qing'er is good. Not only did she not help me, she also took in a family of beggars."
"What's this called? You're openly confronting me, you're openly slapping me in the face!"
"Slap in the face?" Yang Huaming sneered and shook his head.
"If I had been at home that day, I would never have allowed you to do something like that. What happened to a few steamed buns? You could have saved a few babies by just eating a few less bites!"
"Ms. Liu, as a human being, we should make plans, and we should not make plans when we shouldn't."
"I won't tell you the big truths about the consequences of karma and reincarnation. I'm telling you, a few steamed buns, just a few steamed buns in your mouth, what you lose is the way you appear in other people's hearts, what you lose is your conscience and goodwill. !”
"If a person doesn't have even the last bit of compassion and kindness, such a person is destined to be looked down upon by others and destined to be isolated. Think about it yourself!"
After saying these words, Yang Huaming stood up and walked out.
When he walked to the door of the hall, he thought about it, then turned around and told Mrs. Liu in a warning tone: "I won't force you to not go to the Luo family because of your anger, it's up to you!"
"But the Da Mo family has officially acknowledged their relatives to Yongqing and the others. From now on, they will become serious relatives of our old Yang family,"
"If I hear you call them a beggar family again, thereby destroying the unity between our cousins in the old Yang family, and destroying the relationship between Yongqing and his uncles and nephews, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Ms. Liu suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Huaming. When she met his cold and serious eyes, Ms. Liu was startled.
This man's look was how he looked at him when he brought Xiaojuan back and she made a fuss.
This is a kind of look at outsiders...
After Yang Huaming warned Mrs. Liu, he looked at He'er, Kang Xiaozi and his brother with dissatisfaction.
"You two are adults, especially He'er. You are about to run away for three years."
"Your mother looks like this. You should give her more advice at home, and don't just ignore things that have nothing to do with you."
"When things get serious one day, we are at Lao Yang's house and in the village, and we are separated from each other. Just think about the consequences!"
"And Ju'er and San Yatou, Mr. Kang, go and send them a message when you have time, and let them remember that they have the conditions to have no worries about food and clothing because of someone's care. Don't worry if you don't have strong wings. Thinking about going solo means nothing!”
Yang Huaming put down his words, turned around and left. He returned to his private room and did not take a shower or sleep immediately.
Seeing the two pillows placed side by side on the big bed.
Both are buckwheat pillows, given by Ju'er when we moved into the new house a while ago.
It is said that this kind of pillow is good for the neck when sleeping on it. In addition, Yang Huaming's neck, shoulders and arms are sore from time to time.
Not to mention, I slept well on these buckwheat pillows. In order to prevent them from getting dirty, my daughter-in-law Jin Chuan took two pillow towels and covered them with two buckwheat pillows.
Moreover, this pillow cover is washed every few days. My daughter-in-law is very diligent, even though she is pregnant, her hands and feet are not idle.
But now, only three days have passed, and one of the pillowcloths is greasy. It is obvious that the two pillowcloths were cut from the same piece of cloth and were put on at the same time.
But three days later, one piece was clean, but the other piece was not only greasy, but also seemed to be a bit darker than the one next to it.
Yang Huaming shook his head when he saw it. In other people's homes, most of them would be men.
But here, it's the other way around.
The dirty side belongs to Liu.
This is not only true for pillow covers, but also for quilts, sheets, handkerchiefs, etc.
Yang Huaming leaned over and picked up his pillow and tucked it under his arm. He also took the tea bowl from which he drank tea and two changes of clothes, then turned around and went to the guest room to sleep.
At this age, the house in the family has also been used. Well, it is time to completely live in separate rooms.
In the four-bedroom hall, Ms. Liu didn't know that she had been separated.
Faced with the earnest advice from her tablemates He'er and Kang Xiaozi, Mrs. Liu swept all the remaining vegetables from the several plates on the table into her own bowl and drank with the rice soup.
After drinking, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, stood up and said nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, you siblings, don't worry so much, your father and I are just like this, we have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days. "
He'er stood up and gestured anxiously.
That gesture dazzled Ms. Liu.
She directly raised her hand to hold He'er's hand: "Okay, okay, don't try to persuade me. I have nothing to do with you. Go to bed. Get some sleep. Tomorrow your father will still be your father, and your mother will still be your father." Your mother..."
He'er was so anxious that she stamped her feet, but she lacked the control of her tongue, so her mouth could only make a vague whine, unable to speak clear words.
She turned to look for help from Kang Xiaozi, hoping that Kang Xiaozi would say more.
Kang Xiaozi stood up and stared at Mrs. Liu with a straight face: "Mom, should you say it or not? I hope you won't turn a deaf ear to our words and my father's words!"
