On the other side of the bed, Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, full of suspicion.

Did Old Yangtou really ask Yang Huaming to get the plaster?

Is it because Lao Yang is a man, so he is more reasonable than Mr. Tan?

Or did Lao Yangtou have other ideas?

Yang Ruoqing did not dare to let down her guard.

Soon, Yang Huaming came back with the dog skin plaster.

Old Yang handed the plaster to Yang Huazhong and said, "I'll let your wife put it on later. This plaster is quite effective. I've tried it."

Yang Huazhong took the plaster and gave it to Sun. Both of them looked moved at this moment.

Sun's eyes turned slightly red, and she called Old Yang: "Dad..."

Lao Yang waved his hand, lowered his tone and said to Sun in a serious tone: "Third daughter-in-law, I know you are suffering a lot today."

"It's a lot of work, maybe. You have to take charge of the overall situation for this meal at night!"

Old Yang banged his head and mouth, then continued.

"You put this plaster on first, then go to the front yard kitchen as soon as possible. After tonight's busy work, we can all take a breather!"

As soon as Lao Yangtou said these words, Yang Hualin behind him quickly echoed: "What our father is saying is, third brother and sister, you have to grit your teeth and get through this meal tonight, and you can't embarrass our Lao Yang family!"

Yang Huaming also said: "Dad and second brother are right. Third sister-in-law, grit your teeth and put on your shoes and hurry over. We are all still hungry!"

Over there, Mrs. Tan also snorted: "She has been given plaster worth eight cents a piece, and look at where she still pretends to be in pain!"

On this side of the bed, Mrs. Sun's face turned blue and white.

The woman pinched the plaster in her hand like a hot potato.

In the wheelchair, Yang Huazhong's face became a little stiffer.

The man raised his head and looked at his parents and brothers in front of him with a pleading expression.

"Dad, Qing'er mother..."

Yang Huazhong had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by Lao Yangtou with a wave of his hand.

"Third brother, I'm talking to your wife about something, what do you think of a man like you who always interrupts me?"

Old Yangtou scolded Yang Huazhong with a displeased look on his face.

Then, he urged Mrs. Sun, "Third daughter-in-law, it's settled, you can put some plaster on it and come here!"

After saying these words, Lao Yangtou turned around and made a gesture to leave.

Suddenly a crisp voice came from behind.

"Wait!"

Old Yang stopped his steps and turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

"What are you going to do, girl Qing?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing took the plaster from Sun's hand, stood up and walked to Old Yang's head.

She stuffed the plaster back into Old Yang's hand, raised her head and said in a clear voice: "We appreciate your kindness. You should keep this plaster for your own use. We have medicinal wine in the house."

Old Yang glanced at the plaster in his hand and then at Yang Ruoqing.

Just as the old man was about to open his mouth, Yang Ruoqing had already spoken first.

"My mother won't be able to survive tonight, so I'd better arrange for someone else to help."

"Second mother and sister Lan'er are both back, and grandma and aunt are both here. It's okay to prepare a dinner without my mother!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Yang was unhappy when she heard that she was named.

"Your father asked your mother to come over to cook, and your mother didn't even say no to it. You fat girl, you're the one to blame! It's outrageous to take such a big deal!"

Yang shouted into the room and winked at Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin understood and quickly helped: "We asked your mother to take care of it because we think her cooking skills are not bad. Your father also said just now, those who can do more work!"

"Tch~" Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Yang Hualin.

"Are you going to treat my mother like a mule or a horse, or are you going to give my mother some face?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a sneer.

"We don't care about this face. Whoever cares about it will take it!"

"My house is going to be closed for bed, you go!"

"Oh, damn fat girl, what are you talking about? Who are you talking to?"

Yang Hualin roared and stared.

"You don't care about the third child. Look at the good daughter you gave birth to, and you will contradict us elders!"

Yang Huazhong was silent.

Yang Hualin was even more furious.

Here, Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips and glanced at the old Yang family in front of her with a look of contempt.

"Even if you are working as a mule and horse, you still have to be willing to feed fodder!"

"But what did each of you do?"

"My father was left in the house and no one cared about him. My younger brother Da'an went to fill him with hot water twice and was milked out."

"My mother worked so hard for you that in the end we couldn't even get a piece of meat to eat!"

"She's so tired that her waist is broken, and you still won't let her go!"

Speaking of this, Yang Ruoqing raised her finger and pointed at her fourth uncle Yang Huaming.

"And fourth uncle, you forgot about my father. You have eaten and drank enough by yourself. Do you want to come over and explain to my father afterwards?"

"I'm not busy, and I didn't do it on purpose..."

Yang Huaming, who knew he was in the wrong, lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience and muttered.

Yang Ruoqing sneered and shook her head.

busy?

Are you too busy eating, drinking and talking?

"For Uncle Wu's happy event, our third room contributed money and effort, and we are happy in our hearts." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"However, you are so unreasonable and disrespectful of our labor and considerate of my mother's body. That would be boring..."

"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!" Yang Hualin immediately cut off Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Third brother, you really don't care, right?"

"Okay, then I, the second uncle, will do it for you!"

Before Yang Huazhong could react, Yang Hualin rolled up his sleeves and slapped Yang Ruoqing on the face...

Last time when he was halfway up the mountain, he wanted to beat this fat girl.

It's a pity that Tang Yazi showed up halfway.

Hehe, Tang Yazi is not here this time, and the third child can't stand up. Let's see who can protect you, this damn girl!

Yang Ruoqing did not expect that Yang Hualin would do something in front of Yang Huazhong and his wife.

She was stunned.

In this gap, Yang Hualin's slap fell.

"don't want!"

Suddenly, Sun's exclamation came from behind.

A crisp slap sounded in my ears.

"Snapped!"

She was pulled into Mrs. Sun's arms, but Mrs. Sun snorted and tensed up.

"mother!"

"Mother~"

"Mother Qing'er!"

Over there, Xiao An and Yang Huazhong both exclaimed.

The man became anxious and subconsciously stood up from the wheelchair.

Before he even took two steps, his tall and burly body fell to the ground with a thud.

It was like a huge mountain collapsing suddenly, and the ground shook.

"The third child!"

Old Yangtou, who had been sullen and silent, shouted, turned around and ran towards Yang Huazhong who fell to the ground.

Together with Daan and Xiaoan, they were trying to help Yang Huazhong up in a hurry.

Mrs. Sun also wanted to help her, but she saw Yang Hualin looking like he was about to eat his daughter.

Mrs. Sun cried and protected Yang Ruoqing behind her.

"Second brother, Qing'er is still a child. If you are angry, just throw it at me. Don't hit her..."

Seeing the slap marks on her mother's face, Yang Ruoqing became furious!

Grandma is such a bear, how dare you hit my mother?

Find si!

"Mom, go over there."

She pulled Sun aside and took a step forward.

Like an agile leopard, he jumped on Yang Hualin with a vertical jump.

The men in Lao Yang's family are all very tall.
Chapter completed!