She and Yang Huamei had been quarreling for so long, and no one from Tan or Lao Yang came out of the room.

This means that they are not in the house at all, so there is no need to go there.

Yang Huamei still wanted to come over and stop her from entangling her, but on the roof over there, the tiles suddenly made a crisp cracking sound.

Also accompanied by the cry of prosperity.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huamei in a funny way: "Are you still going to fight with me? If you turn around, your dog daddy will lose his arms and legs. Don't cry!"

Yang Huamei also turned her head and looked at the eaves over there, Wangcai was still trembling.

Every time it trembles, Yang Huamei's heart trembles.

Wangcai's calves were spinning, and Yang Huamei's elephant legs were also unsteady.

"Fat Ya, just wait for me, I'm not done with you anymore!"

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth, turned around and ran to the front yard like a gust of wind, crying as she ran: "Brother, Yongxian, are you here? Come and help me carry Wangcai down..."

Yang Ruoqing also entered the house.

Mrs. Sun was still accompanying Yang Huazhong in front of the bed, and the couple were talking about the piglet, with their faces full of longing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come back, Mrs. Sun hurriedly asked: "Qing'er, have you seen your milk? Did she promise to let us put the piglet in the cowshed for a while?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "My father and I are not in the house. It's okay. Let's put the little piglet in first. We can move it out in an hour or two at most!"

In an hour or two, the three little piglets won't be able to remove much excrement. At worst, they can just clean up the cowshed later. What a big deal!

…

Mrs. Tan went out after breakfast that day. In the morning, she took some eggs to matchmaker Zhou's house in the village and told her about Yang Huazhou's marriage.

Went home for a quick lunch at noon and went out again in the afternoon.

It wasn't until it was time to turn on the lanterns that I returned home in a hurry.

Before she had time to report the day's harvest to Old Yang Touna, the youngest daughter Yang Huamei came over crying and complained!

"Mom, you are home now. If you don't come home again, you will never see me and Wangcai again..."

"Oh, my son, my heart, my flesh... don't cry, your mother's heart will be broken if you cry!"

"Mom, Wangcai and I were almost bullied to death by Fat Ya. You have to make the decision for us..."

Yang Huamei hugged Wangcai and pressed into Mrs. Tan's arms to act coquettishly. Tan's shoulders were covered with tears and runny nose.

Mr. Tan did not dislike her daughter's tears and runny nose.

But this prosperous man also put his stinky head into her arms. Mrs. Tan frowned and felt a surge in her stomach.

But this is a dog raised by my daughter, no matter how much I dislike it, I can’t say anything about it!

"What? Fat girl is making trouble again?" Tan asked in surprise.

Yang Huamei nodded as if pounding garlic.

"Meier, tell me what's going on!"

Yang Huamei stopped crying and told her the story with Yang Ruoqing that afternoon in a more embellished way!

In the previous episode when Wang Cai was kicked, Mrs. Tan was also angry, but she still tolerated it.

But when she heard that Yang Huamei was kicked later, Mrs. Tan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Does it hurt? Are there any bruises? Quickly, take off your pants and let me take a look!"

Mrs. Tan became nervous and wanted to pull Yang Huamei's skirt and pants to check.

Yang Huamei shook her head: "The kick I received didn't hurt very much, but my poor wealth scared me out of my wits. Mother, you have to make the decision for Wangcai!"

Tan gritted his teeth and could scrape two ounces of frost off his face.

"When you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner. This fat girl is going to cause trouble. I'm going to skin her right now!"

Ms. Tan kicked her little feet and turned around to go out of the house to find Yang Ruoqing. A figure stood at the door, blocking Mr. Tan's way.

"Why are you always messing with Fat Ya? Can't you do something serious?"

Old Yang entered the room with a tigerish expression on his face, his tiger eyes swept across Mrs. Tan and Yang Huamei, and finally landed on Wangcai in Yang Huamei's arms.

"This dog is extremely dirty. What does it look like for a big girl like you to hold a dog in your arms all day long?" Old Yang said with his head full.

Yang Huamei lowered her head in grievance, still holding Wangcai tightly with both hands, and defended in a low voice.

"Wangcai is a city dog, but he can't compare to those si-eating local dogs in our village!"

"What's wrong with the ones from the city? They're still dogs. They're not as good as our local native dogs who look after homes and homes. They're worse than other native dogs who crawl into latrines and feed themselves!" Old Yangtou said angrily.

Yang Huamei did not dare to argue with Old Yang Touna anymore, her face turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

She turned to Tan for help.

Mrs. Tan winked at Yang Huamei and told her to go back to the house first.

Yang Huamei nodded, hugged Wangcai tightly, rubbed oil on her soles, and ran away.

Only Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan were left in the house.

Mrs. Tan blamed Lao Yangtou: "You have five sons and one daughter, can't you be nicer to your daughter? How can you deal with being so cruel and scaring your daughter?"

"I'm used to it. Look, how have you spoiled her?" Old Yangtou scolded Tan in an angry tone.

"For a sixteen-year-old girl, when her fifth brother gets married, she has to marry her! Look at her, she is almost spoiled by you. She won't be able to get married in the future. You will cry sometimes!"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Mrs. Tan spat on the ground several times in succession, "You damn old man with a crow's mouth. Why can't I, Mei'er, get married? Such a good girl, with a big face and a big butt, is easy to give birth to, and it's too late for others to snatch her away!"

Old Yangtou stared: "Don't just follow her around and mess with Fatty!"

Mrs. Tan curled her lips: "Hmph, just protect the people in the third room, see if they can give you half a piece of tofu!"

Lao Yang waved his hand, entered the room and sat on a chair, "I won't talk to you about these things, let's talk about serious things. How is Lao Wu's marriage going? Do you have any clues?"

Speaking of serious matters, Mrs. Tan also sat down and told Lao Yangtou exactly what was going on today.

"It's a coincidence. Matchmaker Zhou happened to have a girl in her possession. She's from Baojia Village in front of her. She's twenty-one and a few years younger than us."

"Isn't there something wrong with the girl who hasn't gotten married yet at twenty-one?" Lao Yangtou pondered.

Mrs. Tan shook her head: "It doesn't look like him at first glance. He's not bad looking. He has fair skin, a slim waist and a big butt. He looks like he's going to be fertile at first glance."

"Then why didn't you get married until the 21st?" Old Yangtou asked again.

In the countryside, when a girl reaches fifteen or sixteen, matchmakers will start visiting her. Usually, she will go out when she is eighteen or nineteen.

After twenty, you are an old girl.

Tan said: "I asked, and the girl got engaged three years ago, just in time for her father to die, and she kept her filial piety for three years."

"The bride has just had her filial piety, and the man couldn't wait any longer, so he broke off the engagement early. Now, her family asked Matchmaker Zhou to take care of her," Ms. Tan said.

Lao Yang nodded, this reason makes sense.
Chapter completed!