Yang Huaming kicked open the door of the West Room and entered the West Room immediately.

In the house, dirty clothes, shoes and socks were strewn all over the floor, and the urine bucket had no lid.

The smell of sweat mixed with urine hit his face, causing Yang Huaming to quickly cover his mouth.

In addition, there was a bowl of noodle soup left over from last night. One chopstick was in the bowl and the other was on the floor. The dishes on the table were also half in the bowl and half on the table, causing a swarm of flies to circle around the table.

Buzzing.

On the bed, Mrs. Liu turned over and finally opened her eyes.

Mrs. Liu was startled when she saw Yang Huaming standing in front of the bed with his mouth and nose covered.

He quickly pulled the quilt and covered his chest, "Why are you running into my house? I'm covered in pussy, I won't let you touch it, get away!"

Yang Huaming rolled his eyes, "No matter how hungry I am, I will never have my thoughts on a sow. Get up quickly, He'er is back, let's make peace and divorce!"

"What?"

Mrs. Liu's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, she jumped up from the bed, put on her clothes and rushed out of the house.

In the yard at the door of the house, Yang Ruohe was sitting on a small stool, holding Feifei in his arms, puffing out his cheeks and staring at a few ants on the ground in front of his feet in trance.

Mrs. Liu rushed out with disheveled hair, held Yang Ruohe's shoulders, and shouted: "He'er, what are you talking about? Heli... oh, what's wrong with your face? Who hit you? Is it Yu Jinbao, the one who killed Qianqian?

The bastard of a sword?"

Yang Ruohe pushed Mrs. Liu away and raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose.

"Mom, your mouth stinks so bad, I almost vomited!" Yang Ruohe said.

Ms. Liu stood up straight and glared at Yang Ruohe: "I was still dreaming when you woke me up. I didn't even have time to rinse my mouth. What's so strange about it?"

Seeing Yang Ruohe sitting there with Feifei in her arms again, Mrs. Liu continued: "Why did Yu Jinbao hit you? Tell mother quickly, and she will skin him!"

Yang Ruohe said nothing and raised her hand to stroke Feifei's back.

Feifei was injured on the head, but he became a little better now. He lay still on Yang Ruohe's lap and moved his tail gently.

Seeing that Yang Ruohe was silent, Ms. Liu became even more anxious and stamped her feet: "Are you mute? I want to go back to my parents' house again, and I ask you but you are silent. Are you going to worry me to death?"

Beside, Yang Huaming was also asking, and the couple were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Yang Ruohe still hugged Feifei and said nothing.

Old Yangtou originally wanted to scold Yang Ruohe, but when he saw Yang Ruohe's swollen face on the other side, Old Yangtou couldn't bear it anymore.

After all, she is her own granddaughter, and she was beaten like this by her grandson-in-law. No matter what, the old man always protects his shortcomings.

"You two, stop howling, Fourth Brother. You take He'er to your room and ask her aunt to give He'er something to eat. Fill your stomach before asking any questions." Old Yangtou ordered.

Mrs. Liu suddenly raised her head, stared at Old Yang with red eyes and said, "With my mother here, why is it Xiaojuan's turn to do this?"

Old Yangtou said with a dark face: "Look at what you look like. You haven't rinsed your mouth or combed your hair. Go and tidy up now. Come back when you're done!"

Mrs. Liu was still unconvinced, but Xiaojuan had already come out of the house.

Compared with Mrs. Liu, Xiaojuan is really neat and tidy.

Her hair was neatly combed, and her face was covered with a veil. No scars could be seen on the part exposed outside the veil, only a pair of beautiful eyebrows and thin, long smiling eyes.

"He'er, aunt has cooked the egg noodles. Come over and eat quickly." Xiaojuan said with a smile.

Yang Ruohe raised his head and looked at Xiaojuan, then at Mrs. Liu, and then said to Xiaojuan, "What is Feifei eating?"

Xiaojuan smiled again and said: "I fried two poached eggs for Feifei. They are double yolks. They are very nutritious."

Hearing this, Yang Huaming frowned and said to Xiaojuan: "You are pregnant. I bought those yolk eggs specially for you to nourish. Why do you give them to a dog?"

Xiaojuan smiled and said to Yang Huaming: "It's the same for me when I eat other things. Feifei is our beloved dog, and Feifei is injured again. It's okay to give it two eggs to patch up the injury."

When the conversation changed, Xiaojuan came to Yang Ruohe with a big belly: "Come on, He'er, eat it while it's hot."

Yang Ruohe stopped looking at Mrs. Liu, hugged Feifei and immediately stood up and went to Xiaojuan's house.

Xiaojuan turned around and said respectfully to Mrs. Liu behind her who was so angry that her hair was smoking: "Sister, please leave me to take care of my He'er first. Sister, you can spare some time to tidy up yourself and your family."

The house, my sister went over first."

After saying that, Xiaojuan smiled and turned back to the house.

"Walk slowly, you are still pregnant with twins! Let me hold you up!"

Yang Huaming shouted, caught up with Xiaojuan, and carefully supported Xiaojuan towards the east room.

Here, Ms. Liu's teeth were almost broken and she was trembling all over. Her eyes followed Yang Huaming and Xiaojuan like a saw.

Before Old Yangtou left, he withdrew his gaze from Yang Huaming and Xiaojuan, and looked at Mrs. Liu here. Old Yangtou sighed and said in a low voice: "Xiaojuan has become more and more sensible in the past two years.

, you don’t have to let others pick on your behavior, you, you just make trouble, you really should learn to be more polite."

After saying these words, Old Yangtou also turned around and went back to the east room.

Mrs. Liu was so angry that she almost fainted.

…

"This is what I saw at the time. He'er followed Aunt Xiaojuan to her aunt's house to eat noodles. The fourth uncle and I were very satisfied with Aunt Xiaojuan, but their impression of the fourth aunt was even worse."

In the backyard of Yang Huazhong's house, Zhao Liu'er came to borrow something and was talking to Sun and Yang Ruoqing about what happened the previous morning.

"Not only did the fourth aunt not listen to my father's advice and go back to clean up herself and the house, she instead slammed the door and went back inside to cry and curse. There were even sounds of being beaten and beaten!"

After listening to Zhao Liuer's words, Mrs. Sun shook her head: "You fourth aunt, you have always had such a temper. You don't know what to say, and you don't do things with your brains."

"I'm even more sloppy when it comes to doing housework. I break everything when something goes wrong, ugh!"

Yang Ruoqing also shook her head: "There is no harm without comparison. No man likes this kind of woman."

Zhao Liuer said: "I watched secretly, and the scars on Aunt Xiaojuan's face have really healed by more than half,"

"It's not like at the beginning, when everyone was cowering and didn't dare to step out of the house,"

"Now, she seems to be full of life, and she coaxes my grandma very well. I have gone back several times to bring food to my grandma, and I have always seen Xiaojuan beating my grandma's legs, pinching her shoulders, and making delicious snacks.

Send it to honor the two elders."

"We have such a majestic old lady, but she seems to be kind to Xiaojuan." Zhao Liu'er said.

Sun was surprised and speechless.

Yang Ruoqing was not too surprised and said: "Xiaojuan came from the Yang Mansion in Yuncheng. I heard that her father and mother were both errands in the manor. In the words of those wealthy families, Xiaojuan was born in the family.
Chapter completed!