Tan's words were serious and thoughtful, and he wished he could carve his words into Yang Huamei's heart word by word, so that she could remember them all the time.

Yang Huamei has five mixed feelings in her heart.

She has heard these words from my mother too many times, repeating them over and over again, being verbose and a bit exaggerated.

Sometimes some opinions are selfish, even a little childish and ridiculous.

However, there is only one person in this world who can say such heart-wrenching words to me, and only the person in front of me can explode when I feel wronged, and pounce on me like a tigress to bite me.

, just to protect her cubs.

Yang Huamei's nose was sour and sour. She wanted to say something, but Wang Shuanzi came out of the room.

Yang Huamei glanced behind him, stood up and said, "Dad, what's going on with him?"

Wang Shuanzi turned around, closed the door gently, and came to the table: "Dad must be hot and a little nauseous. Let him sleep for a while and drink a bowl of rice soup when he wakes up."

"But it's your birthday today, why don't you come out and have some meat?" Yang Huamei stood up and asked again.

No matter how the old man protects his second daughter, this is his son's birthday. A father eating a piece of meat is not only concerned about his son's birthday, but also can protect his son's wife's filial piety and respect for the old man.

"Save some for dad to eat at night," Wang Shuanzi said.

Tan snorted in his nostrils, "It's just hypocritical. I came out before, turned around and ran back to lie down. Do you think I am an outsider and an eyesore to him?"

"mother……"

"Mother-in-law, my father didn't mean that."

"Mom, it's Shuanzi's birthday today. Don't talk about it if you don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face." Yang Ruoqing gently touched Tan's arm, her voice pleading.

None of Tan's words had any effect, except Yang Huamei, who immediately sat there with her mouth pursed and a long face.

As long as she stopped nagging, Yang Huamei would be satisfied and quickly took Wang Shuanzi to the kitchen to cook dinner.

…

"Your father must have told you something. My mother is not here. You can tell me."

In the kitchen, Yang Huamei asked Wang Shuanzi in a low voice.

Wang Shuanzi hesitated a little.

Yang Huamei lowered her face, "What can't you say? Do you and your son really treat me like an outsider?"

Wang Shuanzi waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, my father didn't say anything. He just said that he missed my two sisters a little. We haven't seen each other for a long time..."

"Why is it longer? Your second sister only has about ten days, and your eldest sister is even shorter, six or seven days." The worry on Yang Huamei's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she was a little unhappy.

"Then what does your father mean? Do you still want me to take the initiative to pick up your second sister?" she asked again.

Wang Shuanzi shook his head again: "Of course not, what dad means is that there is no need for me to pick him up, as long as we reveal a little bit of information to the second sister, just like when we went to Zhang Ji's shop in the town to reveal a bit of information to Dabai, let them know.

We are no longer angry here. If they want to come back and have a look, just come back and have a look...Dad, that’s what I mean.”

Yang Huamei turned her back and made a ping-pong sound with the bowls and chopsticks.

Wang Shuanzi knew that she was angry. To be honest, from Mei'er's point of view, he could understand her anger.

But on his side, he still wants his wife and sister to be harmonious. After all, they are the palms and backs of his hands.

"Is this why your father doesn't come out to eat?" Yang Huamei then asked.

"No, I'm still not feeling well and can't eat." Wang Shuanzi said, if the two sisters could come over, then my father would definitely be able to eat. To put it bluntly, he was still worried.

Yang Huamei took a breath and swallowed the tears back into her stomach.

"Shuanzi, go and ask your father to get up for dinner."

"No need to call, he will definitely not come..."

"He will get up. Just tell me that I let go. Your father wants to see your second sister anytime he wants. I won't stop him."

"really?"

Wang Shuanzi's breathing became rapid, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

"Seriously." Yang Huamei nodded.

Wang Shuanzi was so happy that he didn't even notice that Yang Huamei was still holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand. He held Yang Huamei's hand with both hands and grinned widely with joy.

"Meier, you are so kind and virtuous..."

Yang Huamei took her hand out of his palm, "By the way, let me tell your father, after this lunch, my third brother will come to pick up my mother in the afternoon, and my mother and I will go back to my parents' house to live together. From now on, you guys will

The affairs of the Wang family have nothing to do with me, Yang Huamei!"

Wang Shuanzi was still enjoying it. When Leng Buding heard the following words, he was stunned. He looked at Yang Huamei dumbfounded, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"No...Meier, you, what did you say?"

"Shuanzi, let's live separately. This is the last birthday I spend with you."

…

Before lunch was finished, Wang Hongquan hurried to Yang Huazhong's house to bring reinforcements.

"What? Mei'er wants to reconcile with Shuanzi?"

Yang Huazhong was also frightened by this explosive news. He swallowed a mouthful of food in his mouth before he could chew it, which made his throat sore and almost made him unable to breathe.

"Dad, water, drink some water."

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly brought the tea bowl over, and Yang Huazhong took a big sip before feeling better.

"What's going on? When my mother and I went over at noon, my aunt was still cooking braised pork with a happy face, saying she was celebrating my uncle's birthday!" Yang Ruoqing also came over, with doubts on her face.

"Hey, it's hard to put it into words!"

Wang Hongquan was sweating profusely from running, and his face showed a strange red color.

He patted his thighs and couldn't straighten his back, looking like he was about to sit on the ground.

Mrs. Sun quickly took a stool and put it behind him: "Master, please sit down and talk."

After Wang Hongquan sat down, he ruefully recounted what happened before lunch and the conversation in the kitchen.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice, scolding himself: "It's all my fault for my mouth. I had to let Shuanzi discuss his second sister's affairs with Mei'er in such a desperate manner. It's all my fault. If my wife really

When I return to my parents’ home, our Lao Wang family will be separated. How can we deal with this!”

After hearing the cause and effect, Yang Huazhong fell silent.

Sun often tried to persuade Wang Hongquan, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her with her eyes.

When the little black chicken legs incident started, it was actually not a big deal for Aunt Meier to handle it. It was Wang Chunhua who messed around in the middle that made the matter bigger and bigger.

She even rushed to the fifth room to point at Bao Suyun and Jiang Guiling and curse them.

Is there anything wrong with the fifth room?

There is nothing wrong with the fifth room!

Then Wang Chunhua and Wufang have to make amends, right?

nor!

On the contrary, Aunt Meier took the place of Wang Chunhua and apologized to Wufang. Wufang settled the matter and did not trouble Wang Chunhua again. However, Wang Chunhua went back to Wang Chunhua's house and made a fuss about Yang Huamei. She almost had Aunt Meier to hang herself.

commit suicide.

Such a shrew, still wants to return to Lao Wang's house?

"I understand, sir, you want your second daughter to come back and walk around. I can understand this because I am also a father."

After being silent for a while, Yang Huazhong finally spoke.
Chapter completed!