Lying on the bed, Yang Huaming was completely sleepless, and his mind was still thinking about Widow Liu's slim waist.

And the pair of plump things pressing against his chest when he pressed her against the toilet wall.

Ms. Liu poured out the foot-washing water and climbed onto the bed.

Underneath she was wearing a gray lingerie with blue patches.

Like countless country women raising children, the two pieces of skin on her chest became loose and flat.

Even though she is pregnant, she is not necessarily full.

"Her dad, why are you still awake?"

When she turned over Yang Huaming with her heavy belly, she saw that Yang Huaming still had his eyes open, staring at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.

"What?" Mrs. Liu pushed Yang Huaming.

"I'm sorry, I can't sleep," Yang Huaming said angrily, turning over and turning his back to Mr. Liu.

They are also the ones who have children, so why does Widow Liu take care of her so well?

Why did this woman in my family become a yellow-faced woman?

Yang Huaming can’t understand

When Mrs. Liu heard the anger in Yang Huaming's words, she was startled for a moment, and then she smiled meaningfully with her lips pulled up.

"I think you're not annoyed, you're just holding back your anger."

As she spoke, her other hand slipped under him and pulled at the waistband of his pants.

He was held down by Yang Huaming.

He turned his head and glanced at her with disgust, "Don't mess with me, I have no intention of messing with you."

"Her father, don't be like this. I know you are angry. If you fiddle with it a few times, the anger will dissipate. Come on, come on."

"In no mood"

Yang Huaming shook off Liu's hand.

Mrs. Liu was also annoyed. She sat up, covered her face and cried aggrievedly.

"Yang Laosi, tell me, what's going on with you?"

"What's going on?"

"You said it's been a long time since you've been near me. My land is going to be deserted."

Liu said, the resentment in her voice was so deep that it could drown someone.

Yang Huaming frowned, "You said you, mother-in-law, are really unreasonable. You are pregnant, what should I do if I damage my son?"

"Don't use your son as an excuse." Mrs. Liu interrupted Yang Huaming and turned to glare at Yang Huaming.

"I asked the wife of the Wang family in the village. She is pregnant, and her men touch her from time to time. She is still alive and kicking."

Yang Huaming was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he turned over and sat up.

"I said you, a woman, are just thinking about straw and paste. Why don't you go ask someone about this kind of thing?"

"Why can't we ask that everyone is a woman?" Ms. Liu said confidently.

"The Wang family's daughter-in-law is the hole in the bridge where the water flows. If you ask her, the whole village will know about the mess between us in bed. Tell me, you want me to play cards in the village from now on. How shameful is that?"

Ms. Liu also realized that she had said the wrong thing and suddenly felt guilty and short of breath.

"I, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"Hey" Yang Huaming sighed.

Thinking of something, he asked Mrs. Liu, "I asked you to go get close to the third sister-in-law in the past two days. How did you do it? When will they teach you how to make tofu?"

Mentioning this, Mrs. Liu looked angry.

"Don't mention it anymore, that damn fat girl is invulnerable, doesn't care about hard and soft things, and even flatters the horse's legs."

"You bitch, you're more likely to fail than succeed. Why don't you ask me to tell you what you're good at?" Yang Huaming shook his head angrily, "It's so damn annoying to sleep."

Last night, I was pestered by Xiao An and talked for most of the night. The three siblings didn't fall asleep until late at night.

The next day, all three of them were woken up by Mrs. Sun. At this time, Mrs. Sun had already prepared breakfast.

"You two are really ignorant. Your sister was exhausted from hiking yesterday and you didn't let her have a good rest at night."

When Mrs. Sun came over to dress Xiao An, she couldn't help but say a few words of anger to Da An and Xiao An.

Both boys were laughing.

"Mom, I will move here to sleep with my sister in the future. My sister tells great stories," Xiao An said.

"Oh, then what stories did your sister tell you?" asked Sun with a smile.

Xiao An tilted his head and opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Da'an, who was bending to pull out his shoes, reminded him softly, "Wu Song defeated the tiger, Nezha attacked the sea, and Sun Wukong defeated the white-bone spirit three times."

"Yes, yes, that's it." Xiao An nodded repeatedly.

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Then Xiao An can tell your sister about it later. As long as your sister agrees."

"Okay" Xiao An cheered.

Daan on the side looked at Xiaoan with envy.

Mrs. Sun turned her head, caught a glimpse of Da'an's eyes, and said with a smile, "Why do you want to move over and sleep with them and listen to stories together?"

Daan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"The bed is too small, so I won't come over."

The bed is small, so squeezing it in will make it warmer.

However, he is already eight years old and will be nine after the Chinese New Year, and is about to grow into a man.

It's inconvenient to sleep with my sister again.

I feel embarrassed to get up at night.

"Xiao An, please listen to more stories at night and tell them to me during the day. Remember," Da An told Xiao An.

"Yeah" Xiao An nodded vigorously.

Mrs. Sun did not think deeply about Da'an's thoughts. After dressing Xiao An, she urged the two of them to wash up and have breakfast.

Xiao An left the house with his front legs, and Yang Ruoqing came in with his back legs.

Mrs. Sun was bending down to make the bed. The quilt was shaken out, and there were patches on top of each other on both sides of the quilt.

Even so, yellow cotton wool still fell out in some places.

Mrs. Sun turned the quilt over, folded it into a long strip and put it on the inside of the bed.

"Qing'er, the three of you just covered yourself with this quilt last night. It wouldn't be warm to sleep in."

She pointed to the quilt and asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Three people get together, they have a lot of firepower and it's not too cold."

Mrs. Sun sighed and said, "This quilt was sent by your mother-in-law when I gave birth to Da'an. That quilt was the most valuable thing in our house."

Sun said while gesticulating with her hands.

"The quilt weighs eleven kilograms and is stuffed with new cotton from that year. It's so thick when you hold it in your hand."

“So thick”

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and looked at the quilt in front of her. It was almost as thick as a copper coin.

"I have been sleeping on this quilt for eight years. When our cotton comes out next year, the first thing I will do is to give you a new quilt," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

You don’t have to wait until next year. As long as everything goes smoothly during this year, you can put on a new quilt when it snows this year.

Yang Ruoqing kept this plan in her heart and didn't tell Mrs. Sun much about it yet, leaving it as a surprise.

"Qing'er, help my mother run around this morning and deliver these shoes to Tang Yazi."

Mrs. Sun took out a pair of brand new black men's cloth shoes and handed them to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took the shoes and looked at them for a few times, her eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!