Yang Huamei knew that Wang Hongquan must have said this, and she was so angry that she shook her head, not wanting to say another word to the old man.

In him, she saw her original self.

Pampering your children endlessly, pampering them so much that they don't care about you, but in the end you just lift a brick and drop it on your own foot.

"Meier, please go to the main room and let me speak."

Now that Wang Shuanzi had spoken, Yang Huamei turned around and went to the main room without saying a word.

In the kitchen, Wang Shuanzi said to Wang Hongquan: "Dad, let's change places. I have some heartfelt words to say to you."

Wang Hongquan looked Wang Shuanzi up and down and smiled dryly: "Shuanzi, what's going on? Why are you so serious..."

"Dad, come on, let's go to the backyard and talk."

Wang Shuanzi did not chat with Wang Hongquan, but turned around and left the kitchen.

Wang Hongquan originally didn't want to go, but when he saw his son's frail body, he stamped his feet and followed him...

Yang Huamei didn't know what Wang Shuanzi told Wang Hongquan. They probably talked for an hour before they came back.

At this time, the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table in the main room had been cleared away, and an oil lamp was placed on the table, and the light from the oil lamp was bright.

Dabai and Xiaohei sat facing each other. One had an open account book in front of him, and the other had a book issued by his husband in front of him. Yang Huamei sat in the middle, holding a large cattail leaf fan in each hand, fanning the two brothers gently.

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Not only did they fan the air above, but they also had to use the fan to pat under the table and around their legs from time to time to drive away mosquitoes.

From time to time, the eyes of the old mother turned from Dabai to Xiaohei, and then from Xiaohei back to Dabai.

Dabai put one hand on the account book, and from time to time, the other hand stretched out to the sugar-fried peanuts in the small plate next to him.

After reading these two words, I grabbed a peanut and stuffed it into my mouth, chewing it loudly.

I couldn't turn a page in the account book for a long time, but I was about to eat all the peanuts.

Yang Huamei's eyes were filled with anxiety, and she wanted to help him turn a few more pages, but she resisted and turned her attention to Xiao Hei again.

Xiao Hei didn't eat the peanuts. He was holding a brush and writing under the lamp.

While I was writing, I was mumbling to myself.

"Xiao Hei, what are you writing? Why are you talking while writing?" Yang Huamei couldn't help but ask.

Little Black didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and said angrily: "You haven't even studied, and I tell you that you don't understand."

Yang Huamei choked, "Can you be more serious when you write?"

Opposite me, Dabai also raised his head, "That's right, it was so noisy that I even had to look at the account books!"

Xiaohei rolled his eyes at Dabai: "Our husband said that all are inferior but the only one who is good at reading is that if you die from exhaustion, you will be a bookkeeper in the future. How can you be as decent as me?"

Dabai was not happy to hear this.

Although he felt sleepy when he saw the thick account book, Dabai was angry because Xiao Hei looked down on his brother.

"Are you decent? Don't do drafts when you are bragging. You should be a scholar first before you say that!"

Xiao Hei was also annoyed and slapped the brush in his hand on the table.

The ink from the pen tip flew out and just landed on Dabai's fair face.

Dabai wiped his face and was startled when he saw the ink on his hand.

Xiao Hei pointed at Dabai and laughed so hard: "Hahaha, brother has a pockmark!"

"boom!"

Dabai threw the remaining sugar-fried peanuts in the bowl at Xiaohei.

"If I tell you to laugh, go to hell!"

Dabai screamed, and one of the peanut kernels went into Xiao Hei's mouth, and another one hit Xiao Hei's eye.

Xiao Hei raised his hand to cover his eyes and stood up. Before he started talking, Dabai smashed the thick account book in front of him onto Xiao Hei's head.

Xiao Hei was hit so hard that he and the stool behind him fell to the ground. I don't know if his head hit the ground or something, but there were two bangs.

By the time Yang Huamei, who was caught in the middle, came to her senses, the two brothers were already wrestling with each other.

You punch me and you kick me, and every blow really hits the flesh.

Yang Huamei went to start a fight, but the two boys got into a fight. Not only could they not pull away, she was also hit twice, and she didn't know who hit her.

Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi were talking in the backyard. When they heard the noise, they quickly ended their chat and hurried back.

The three elders joined the battle and just pulled the two boys away.

Yang Huamei's hair was disheveled, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she could hardly breathe.

Wang Shuanzi showed his father's majesty, stepped forward, slapped Dabai, and kicked Xiaohei.

Both boys opened their eyes wide and looked at Wang Shuanzi blankly.

Wang Shuanzi already had a pole in his hand and stood in front of them, his face as cold as ice.

"You two little beasts, do you really think your father can't control you anymore? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death right now!"

If I beat an unfilial son to death, he would not be punished by law in this era.

Dabai and Xiaohei are already fourteen years old and understand many things.

At that moment, both of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at Wang Shuanzi.

Wang Hongquan had just been given a good meal by Wang Shuanzi and told him that from now on, he would be acquainted with public affairs and private affairs, and he would use reason to move emotions. The old man also understood that his two grandsons could not continue to indulge in this way, otherwise it would harm them.

Therefore, Wang Hongquan deliberately kept silent and pretended not to notice the glances of help coming from Big White and Little Black in turn.

Yang Huamei combed her hair, turned around and picked up all the account books and pens on the ground.

"The book is damaged," she said to Wang Shuanzi.

Wang Shuanzi took the book and put it directly into Xiao Hei's hand: "You can explain the broken book to your husband yourself, and you will have to bear the punishment or the beating!"

Xiao Hei looked like he was about to cry, but he still accepted it honestly and stood there dejectedly.

He buried his head and glanced at Dabai quietly with malicious eyes.

Yang Huamei gave Wang Shuanzi the lost account book again.

Wang Shuanzi handed the account book to Dabai: "Your mother helped you borrow this from your cousin Qing'er. She lent you the treasured account book as if you were her cousin. Now that a month has passed, you

She didn’t even read half of Zhang’s account books, and even damaged the account books. Go and return the account books to her tomorrow!”

Dabai shrank his hands and refused to take the account book.

Wang Shuanzi suddenly shouted.

The whole room seemed to be shaking.

Everyone in the room was also shocked. They had never seen Wang Shuanzi really angry.

"Take it!"

He yelled again, and Dabai obediently reached out and took the account book.

"Dad, I'm afraid Sister Qing'er will hit me..." He muttered quietly.

"If you break other people's things, you have to take responsibility, and you won't be able to hide from it!" Wang Shuanzi said with a stern look.

Dabai babbled and stood there unwillingly, secretly glaring at Xiaohei.

Xiao Hei continued to roll his eyes back.

All these little actions of the two boys fell in the eyes of the three adults. Wang Shuanzi covered his chest. He knew that he could not lose his temper again tonight, otherwise he might get sick.

Yang Huamei saw something was wrong with Wang Shuanzi, and quickly stepped forward and said to the two boys: "What are you still doing? Go back to your own room and sleep. If I hear you making trouble again, get out of here tomorrow and never come back to this house!"
Chapter completed!