The brother and sister walked out of the new house of Lao Wang's family carrying large and small bags. Yang Huaming drove him away at the door, but did not completely drive away. The old lady and the long-tongued women were squatting there to guard them. They saw the brother and sister carrying large and small bags. As soon as they came out, everyone stood up, stretched their necks and looked at the luggage in their hands and shoulders, their eyes lit up.
"Tsk, tsk, there are so many things to carry on the shoulder!"
"Don't talk nonsense, Mei'er has left home cleanly!"
When he said "cleanse and leave the house", the man deliberately bit it very hard, and all kinds of strange and strange smells were mixed into it.
"Meier, pretend you didn't hear it and don't argue with these long-tongued old women!"
Yang Huaming reminded Yang Huamei in a low voice. The brother and sister nodded and walked quickly towards Lao Yang's house with their things.
The old ladies were not satisfied yet and followed behind, pointing and talking as they walked.
Obviously, the balance of this wave of public opinion has completely tilted towards the old Wang family. In the eyes of everyone, the widow Yang Huamei has lost her moral character. She already has two grandchildren and yet she has to remarry. This is an appalling thing in itself. Something that brings shame to the family.
Even if there were no other women in the village who usually met each other, they could now stand up confidently and poke Yang Huamei in the spine.
Everyone seems to be standing on a moral level, overlooking Yang Huamei, and can spit on Yang Huamei's head.
The brother and sister looked ahead at the intersection leading to Lao Yang's house. At that intersection, many people usually gathered there.
However, there were still many people gathered there today. As usual, they were all old men and women who could not do any work and could only stay at home to look after the homes and nursing homes.
However, the atmosphere at this intersection today is a bit different. Although they are all there, each of them has lost their inner life.
In fact, everyone is sitting upright, only daring to communicate with each other with their eyes, and their mouths seem to be just decorations.
Even when they saw brothers and sisters Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei coming over, their eyes only lit up and their mouths opened, but then they were not at ease...
Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei secretly looked at each other. The two brothers and sisters were already mentally prepared to be surrounded and ridiculed by more people.
These people, and the group of people following behind them, must have a strong psychological quality to be able to withstand the situation when the time comes.
"Fourth brother, don't worry, I will treat myself as a deaf or blind person." Yang Huamei gritted her teeth and whispered.
Yang Huaming breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I'll be fine when I get home..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people following him saw the group of people at the intersection and immediately started raising their voices to stir up the topic.
"This is the cleansing of the body and leaving the house. Look, there are tons of things. This is the cleansing of the body and leaving the house!"
"Yes, Lao Wang's family is about to be evacuated!"
The two women who said this were the sisters-in-law of the old Chen family in the village. They were both about the same age as the Jin family.
There is a tradition in Lao Chen's family, that is, men are all afraid of their mothers-in-law.
Because men are afraid of their mothers-in-law, their sons are also afraid of their mothers, and their daughters-in-law are afraid of their mothers-in-law.
Therefore, the mother-in-law has a very high position in the family, especially after raising her grandson. She does nothing but take care of the baby, eat, and chatter around.
Anyway, the work in the fields is taken care of by men and sons, and the work at home is taken care of by the daughters-in-law. As mothers-in-law, because they are too boring, they like to chat at the two ends of the house.
Moreover, he especially likes to act as a moral pioneer and give pointers to his daughters-in-law who are younger than him.
The two women who had followed behind were pointing and pointing. Now, seeing other people at the intersection, the two ladies from the old Chen family immediately became excited and started talking about cooking leftovers from the beginning again.
However, what surprised them was that the group of people at the intersection did not follow immediately. They sat there like dumb people, and some even winked at them, as if to hint something.
The old Chen's sister-in-law was confused, and then she started to get angry again: "Tsk, tsk, take so many things away without leaving anything for your original husband's family, and don't think about your children and grandchildren, just to make yourself happy."
"Women in this world are really all kinds of weird. Only those who are cruel can have fun. Sister-in-law, don't you think so?"
"Brother and sister, you are right, we people are too honest and honest, we have a solid eye..."
"Solid Eyes, you fucking x!"
A sound of cursing suddenly came from behind the old maple tree at the intersection, and immediately, Mr. Tan was seen walking out with a face darker than the bottom of the pot, holding a bamboo stick in his hand.
The old lady picked up the stick and hit Old Chen's sister-in-law.
"My Mei'er is taking her own things, and I want you to chat about it?"
"Are you stuffed after you've eaten? Are your mouths broken? I'm going to tear your mouths apart!"
Mrs. Tan waved a bamboo stick in her hand and hit the two women with pang pong.
The two of them were the leaders, and the others followed.
Although Tan has never learned the art of war, he understands the principle of capturing the thief first and capturing the king first.
She was playing with the bamboo stick in her hand, and the curses in her mouth were irrefutable. In between talking and breathing, her throat was rolling, and old phlegm was rolling out of her throat. Like marbles one after another, they shot out accurately and hard on the body, face and hair of Chen's sister-in-law.
Other women nearby who failed to disperse in time, and even the children brought by the women, were not spared!
Suddenly, adults screamed and children cried in fright, one after another, one after another.
Someone came over to snatch the bamboo stick from Tan's hand. Yang Huaming threw away his luggage, rushed forward and knocked the person to the ground.
"What's going on? You dare to hit my mother in front of me? You don't want to hang out in Changping Village anymore, do you?"
All Yang Huaming's previous forbearance was wiped out, and now his generous style was unreserved.
If these talkative women in front of him were not in their early fifties or Ben Liu's age, but if they were generally fifteen to twenty years younger, Yang Huaming would not treat them with such a vicious look.
Who makes them all a bunch of old and senile ugly monsters!
Yang Huaming's patience and self-cultivation are always only given to young and beautiful women, or pretty women who still have purple.
These old, ugly women with only big mouths can no longer be regarded as women in his eyes.
Kind of a monster.
Now the monster dared to fight back against his mother. How could Yang Huaming endure this?
That is absolutely not possible!
So Yang Huaming scolded him, and Tan continued to show off his power. In an instant, everyone at the originally noisy intersection dispersed!
In the end, only brothers and sisters Tan, Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei were left.
