Cao Bamei looked gratefully at brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing, thanking them for their understanding.
However, Mrs. Liu still refused to give up and continued to encourage Cao Bamei: "Well, it's really not troublesome. It's better to choose a day. Just make a few home-cooked dishes. They are all brothers, don't pick and choose!"
If it had been any other time, Cao Bamei would have had to ask Liu why she was so insistent on this matter.
Are you just so greedy for a meal from the second bedroom?
But in today's situation, everyone is here to help their second wife, so it is not appropriate to respond to the fourth aunt like this.
Although the fourth aunt is extremely annoying and deliberately makes things difficult for others, but instead of looking at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, the fourth uncle has been running around for the second wife today.
Replying to Fourth Aunt is, to put it bluntly, disrespectful to Fourth Uncle and not giving Fourth Uncle face.
So Cao Bamei could only blush, laugh, and hesitate, not knowing how to respond.
In fact, if Mrs. Liu adds a few more words to add fuel to the flames, Cao Bamei will really compromise.
As for the rest of Lao Yang's family, those who needed to be reconciled had already been settled, but Ms. Liu didn't look at others' looks or tone, and just kept talking to herself.
For the rest, it may be up to Tan to come out and curse.
At this moment, Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Fourth Aunt, I think it's better to forget it. Your cooking skills are a help to Second Sister-in-law. To be honest, I don't dare to expect that meal no matter how sumptuous it is."
"Qing'er, what do you mean? Are you saying that my cooking is not delicious?" Ms. Liu asked.
Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "I won't discuss whether it tastes good or not. The premise is that Fourth Aunt, you must ensure that the food is cooked well and not raw.
Also make sure that the food is not too mushy and you can't hold it with chopsticks. "
"Qing'er, you're talking nonsense. It's rare for someone to be overheated!"
"It's really few, only three or five times a month, assuming that you cook about ten meals a month..."
After ten meals, he can perform abnormally three or five times. This error rate is already 50%.
For a woman in her forties who is about to enter her fifth year, this error rate is really scary.
When Yang Ruoqing said this, the eldest Sun immediately spoke up: "Her fourth aunt, please don't be angry. Our Qing'er mainly feels sorry for you being affected. I think we can forget it tonight and wait until Yongjin comes back."
The eldest Sun had been reluctant to speak before because she was afraid that Mrs. Liu would draw fire to her and ask her to come over and help Cao Bamei cook dinner because she was the serious sister-in-law of Cao Bamei's mother's family.
Now he is talking with Yang Ruoqing, and he still intends to help Liu find a way out. However, Liu still draws the fire to the eldest Sun.
"Auntie, it's because you feel sorry for me, right? You are such a good person!" Ms. Liu said.
"Qing'er dislikes me for cooking rice half-cooked and cooking vegetables burnt. Auntie, you feel sorry for me because I'm suffering, so why don't you help me cook it for my eighth sister?"
Mrs. Sun opened her mouth wide, she didn't expect Mrs. Liu to be like this!
Yang Ruoqing was amused, "Say Fourth Aunt, how many lives have you never had food from other people's houses? Or is my Fourth Uncle starving you?"
"We have all said good and bad things to each other, and you are still clamoring for something to eat?"
Mrs. Liu disagreed and puffed up her chest and said, "I am also a member of this big family after all, right? I have two children, so I have a place to speak, right?"
What these words said made Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but look at Mr. Liu with admiration.
In the past, Mrs. Liu would not look for loopholes in Yang Ruoqing's words from these aspects. She could only scream Javanese ghosts at the lowest level. I didn't expect that she now knows how to use her brain to argue?
It seems that Mr. Liu has been having a cold war with everyone during this period. Is he shutting himself in the house every day to recharge his batteries?
The effect came out.
Over at the Eight Immortals table, Yang Huaming's face turned dark, and his eyes could spit out fire when he stared at Mr. Liu.
Old Yangtou was also stiff, but his angry eyes kept staring at Yang Huaming. This was because he was dissatisfied with his inability to control his wife.
There was a stirring in Tan's throat. The old lady was already brewing the ultimate lethal biochemical weapon.
Once the old lady's weapon is released, it will have a very big impact on the environment that everyone is in, which is equivalent to using a cannon to blast flies.
By then Liu's fly is scurrying around to dodge, and the old lady's cannonballs will be tracking and firing all over the room. Maybe other people who react more slowly may be caught and become innocent victims of this war. Sacrifice.
The top priority was urgent, Cao Bamei gritted her teeth, and the words of compromise were already on her tongue.
Yang Ruoqing suddenly stood up and said, "The fourth aunt is right. As a member of the big family of the old Yang family, each of us has a say."
"Qing'er is right. If I had said this earlier, everything would have been fine!" Ms. Liu began to feel proud.
Yang Ruoqing continued: "So, our old Yang family makes decisions without anyone's say. Come on, come on, let's vote by a show of hands, the minority obeys the majority!"
"Those who agree with eating here, raise your hands."
"I lift!"
Except for Mrs. Liu, no one in the room raised their hands.
Liu looked around and saw everyone like this, and suddenly guessed Yang Ruoqing's purpose.
However, before she could object, Yang Ruoqing shouted again: "Those who agree to eat on another day, raise your hands!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Everyone with arms was raised.
Even Mrs. Tan suppressed the biochemical weapons, raised a hand, and looked at Mr. Liu with gloating.
Yang Yongqing even raised both hands.
And he was still asking: "This method is good. I agree to eat another day. Are the two hands raised enough? If not, I can also perform a toe lift for everyone."
Seeing that he really wanted to take off his shoes, Yang Yongzhi quickly stopped him: "No, no, no, your feet stink!"
Old Yangtou looked at the raised hands of everyone and said with a smile: "This is a good method. The minority obeys the majority. No one should complain and respect the wishes of the public."
Yang Ruoqing nodded and said to Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, you also saw that your decision has been rejected. Let's make an appointment for dinner another day!"
Mrs. Liu stamped her feet: "I object, I object!"
Yang Ruoqing pointed at Ms. Liu's hand that she had forgotten to put down, and said with a smile: "Fourth Aunt, what are you objecting to? Didn't you also raise your hand? Look, we all passed!"
Da Sun and others also followed suit.
Only then did Ms. Liu realize that she had been so shocked that she had forgotten to put down the hands she raised in the first wave.
She quickly put her hands down and even put them behind her back, "I object, I object..."
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, her patience exhausted: "Objection is ineffective, let's go do what you guys need to do, let's relax!"
"Second sister-in-law, please hurry up and see the red embroidery mold to comfort me."
