Yang Ruoqing just entered the east room.
A candle was lit on the Eight Immortals table in the east room, and the candle flame danced. Several people sat around the Eight Immortals table in silence.
Yang Ruoqing scanned the crowd, trying to figure out who the future new uncle was at a glance.
Which man is so talented that he can capture the heart of Aunt Meier and make this middle-aged widow who has been a widow for nearly three years suddenly decide to remarry!
Then, she saw a familiar silhouette!
Isn't it?
Could it be him?
That man seemed to have some connection with Yang Ruoqing's mind. When Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on him, he turned around stiffly and bowed down to greet Yang Ruoqing: "My boss!"
Click!
It was as if a thunderbolt struck from the top of her head, splitting Yang Ruoqing into pieces. She was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with black smoke still rising all over her body.
On the way here, she thought about many possibilities, but she never expected that it would be Xu Yuanming, the tea garden manager under her!
Forehead……
"Old Xu, I really didn't expect it to be you!" Yang Ruoqing held her forehead, feeling speechless at this result.
Xu Yuanming also lowered his head. Although the candlelight in the room was not very bright, Yang Ruoqing's sharp eyes could still see that Xu Yuanming's face was red all the way to the root of his neck.
The waist seemed to be bent so deeply that it was impossible to lift it up.
He let out a long sigh, but his voice did not contain the same level of expectation and courage as when someone else's new son-in-law came to ask his father-in-law to consummate the marriage.
On the contrary, he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I made my boss laugh. I didn't expect to get to this point!"
Yang Ruoqing had a question mark in her eyes.
"Are you talking about reconciliation? Did my aunt force this marriage on you?" Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes and looked at the bedside again.
At this time, another client, Yang Huamei, was also present beside the bed. Yang Huamei was lying in Tan's arms, and Tan hugged Yang Huamei tightly.
When she heard Yang Ruoqing's question, Yang Huamei moved in Tan's arms, raised her head and defended Yang Ruoqing with evasive eyes: "Qing'er, I didn't force him, he forced me!"
Yang Ruoqing was happy, "It's true that you two are two hundred years old together. Why are you still pushing each other? What's going on? Let's start from the beginning!"
While Yang Ruoqing was speaking, she found a stool and sat down, and took out a goose feather fan she brought from the Luo family and fanned herself gently.
There are a lot of mosquitoes in this east room. If you don't fan for a while, you will feed them later!
But Yang Ruoqing's words just now successfully made Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing laugh.
It's just that because of their personalities, the former tried so hard to hold back his laughter that he almost suffered internal injuries, while the latter burst out laughing and his shoulders shook.
"A centenarian, hahaha, Qing'er, you are so talented!"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.
Mrs. Tan said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I called you here so late at night to discuss serious matters, not to make fun of your aunt!"
"Besides, your aunts are both grandmothers, and Xu Yuanming is also a grandfather. Can people of their age remarry at a young age? That's definitely not possible!"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but turn her head to look at Tan again.
Good guy, what the old lady said, is the mother-in-law protecting her son-in-law now?
By the way, has the mother-in-law forgotten that there is another relationship between the son-in-law and the daughter-in-law?
That relationship is that the two of them are like sons and daughters!
In the end, it was Lao Yangtou who came out to take charge of the overall situation.
"Okay, let's put aside the idle talk for now and let's get down to business!"
"Xu Yuanming, let me ask you, you said you want to marry my Mei'er, then answer a few of my questions first."
"Uncle, please ask."
"The first question is, when you ask to marry my Mei'er, are you sincere? Or are you forced?"
Regarding this issue, Xu Yuanming smiled bitterly.
He turned his head and glanced at Yang Huamei, who was lying in Tan's arms.
Yang Huamei also raised her head and looked at him.
Xu Yuanming withdrew his gaze, considered it for a moment, and said to Lao Yangtou: "How should I put it? At my age, and because I was drunk and confused with Meier, I married my son..."
I wipe it!
The goose feather fan in Yang Ruoqing's hand almost fell to the ground.
Drunk?
Feng Zi?
These two are so good at playing!
The brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing were also dumbfounded.
To be honest, although the two of them arrived at the old house earlier than Yang Ruoqing, the information they knew was that they saw in advance that the future new uncle was Xu Yuanming, Xiaohei's father-in-law.
As for the rest, the two of them don't know.
I heard it together at this moment.
As a result, the eyes of Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing changed. They looked back and forth at Yang Huamei and Xu Yuanming. They probably didn't know how many ridiculous scenes they had imagined in their minds.
But no one in the room paid attention or restrained their gaze, because the information brought by Xu Yuanming was really explosive. Not only a few young people could not resist it, but even Lao Yangtou and Tan were a little stunned.
Old Yangtou was stunned.
Tan, on the other hand, looked at Yang Huamei in her arms with a complicated expression, and could only sigh in her heart if she felt angry.
Scold Meier?
That's not possible. Mei'er has been widowed for three years, and everyone who has been there understands this.
Mei'er is like a piece of wood, almost cracked by the sun. If you throw a spark into it, won't it start to crackle?
"Oh Mei'er, you have a baby in your belly? Sit up quickly, don't lie down anymore, or you may crush the baby!"
Mrs. Tan reacted belatedly and helped Yang Huamei upright.
Yang Huamei's face was flushed now, and she just wanted to lie down on the ground to find a crack in the ground.
"This baby is a bastard. It would be great if we were gone, so we wouldn't have all these troubles and shame!" Yang Huamei said, covering her face.
However, Mrs. Tan grabbed Yang Huamei's hand covering her face, pulled it away, and warned Yang Huamei seriously: "You can't say that, the baby is here, this is the blessing of children. You have to take good care of it and take care of it!"
"Mom, at my age, I still have a baby. I am an old clam with pearls in my head, and I am laughed to death!"
"Why are you laughing? Mom, at your age, hasn't given birth to you yet!"
"Besides, as women, our greatest ability is to give birth. A woman who can give birth is a blessed woman!"
"But mother, I am a widow, Shuanzi has been gone for three years..."
"What's wrong with the widow? Isn't the widow a human being? Two years ago, I was trying to get you to remarry, but you refused to listen and insisted on being a widow for that damn Wang Shuanzi. Mom, it makes her heartache to see you all alone. !”
"mother……"
"My poor daughter!"
The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.
Lao Yangtou lowered his face and scolded the two of them: "You two are going to cry. Another time, please stop yelling now. We are discussing business here!"
