"Ah?" Mrs. Sun was stunned.

Then he looked at Luo Fengtang with a worried look.

The woman still wanted to say a few words of comfort to him.

However, I saw him standing there, scratching his head and giggling.

The woman was stunned.

How can I still laugh so happily after being entangled? It’s like drinking honey water.

Yang Ruoqing saw Sun's doubts in her eyes and glared at Luo Fengtang, who was still giggling.

"Tangyaozi, Xiao An said that he wanted to ask you something the other day. You should go find him quickly!"

Yang Ruoqing quickly found an excuse and sent Luo Fengtang out of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun grabbed Yang Ruoqing and asked, "What's going on with Tang Yazi? This is the first time I've seen him smile so happily!"

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth also turned up happily: "I don't know, maybe I helped him get rid of my sister-in-law's troubles, and he will be happy!"

"That's it..."

Sun was half convinced and half doubtful.

Then he saw the hot water bottle in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"What is this?" the woman asked.

"The hot water bottle, Tang Yazi made it for me, saying it is for warming my feet at night," she said.

Mrs. Sun took the hot water bottle and took a closer look.

Looking at the smile on her daughter's face, the woman suddenly understood something.

Mrs. Sun smiled and joked: "Oh, this Tang Yazi is really considerate. He holds our Qing'er in the palm of his hand and it hurts. I am so envious..."

"Mother!"

Yang Ruoqing's thousand-year-old bark face suddenly turned red.

She stamped her foot: "I won't tell you whether your mother is good or bad. I will send the things to the house!"

Flee in despair.

Sun's cheerful laughter could be heard from behind.

In the yard outside the house, Luo Fengtang was being pestered by Da'an and Xiao Anna.

He heard some of what was said in the kitchen.

Seeing the girl running away quickly, his face turned red.

In my heart, it feels sweet.

…

Some are happy and some are sad.

In the front yard of Lao Yang's house, Yang Huamei kicked open the door and threw herself into the quilt to cry.

The noise alerted Ms. Tan in the next room.

"Meier, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you and made you cry like this?"

Mrs. Tan coaxed in a hurry.

Yang Huamei raised her big face.

The thick powder was washed away by tears, leaving a dye shop on her face.

"Mom, I can't live anymore..."

"What?"

Mrs. Tan was almost frightened to death by Yang Huamei's words.

The old lady's face suddenly turned pale, and she hugged Yang Huamei into her arms.

"My son, my flesh, if you don't survive, my mother won't survive either!"

"Tell Mom, who the hell bullied you? Mom went to dig up his family's ancestral graves!"

"Mom, it's the fat girl, the fat girl bullied me..."

"What?"

Mrs. Tan was stunned, her expression looked like she had swallowed a dead fly.

Fat Ya’s family’s ancestral graves cannot be dug!

"What's wrong with you, fat girl? How dare you tell me, I'll skin her!" Ms. Tan then asked.

Yang Huamei twitched and said, "Tang Yazi made a hot water bottle for Fat Ya. I want it too."

"Fat Ya refused to give it to me, and even kissed Tang Ya Zi in front of me, saying that Tang Ya Zi was hers..."

"Woooooooo..."

Yang Huamei plunged into Tan's words and cried.

Tan's face turned gloomy.

She finally understood why her daughter was so sad. After having sex for a long time, it was that shameless couple again!

"Meier, don't cry, they are both shameless. Tang Yazi is not worthy of you either!"

"Mom can help you find a good in-law, a hundred times better than that Tang Yazi!"

Yang Huamei shook her head crazily: "No, no, I want Tang Yazi..."

"Mom, go and tell the third brother and the third sister-in-law that Fat Ya give Tang Yazi to me..."

When Tan heard this, he was angry.

"What's so good about Tang Yazi? He's an orphan, and he makes a living as a hunter, with his head tied to his waistband!"

"You listen to mother and don't think about him again. Stop thinking about him!"

After saying that, she shook off Yang Huamei's hand and left the room without looking back.

Thinking of something, he turned back and locked the door.

Mrs. Tan had just left the house when she saw Yang Ruolan walking briskly from the front door.

Tan's eyes darkened and she said to Yang Ruolan: "Girl Lan, come here!"

Yang Ruolan held up her skirt and floated gracefully in front of Mrs. Tan.

"Milk……"

Just when she called out weakly, Tan slapped Yang Ruolan on the face with her backhand.

"Snapped!"

There were five red marks on Yang Ruolan's pretty face.

Yang Ruolan was stunned, covering her face with tears pouring out.

"Nai, why did you hit me?"

"You know it yourself!"

Tan said fiercely to Yang Ruolan.

"Did you instigate your sister-in-law to act like this?"

Mrs. Tan pointed to Yang Huamei's house where she heard crying and asked.

Yang Ruolan hurriedly shook her head.

The guilty feeling flashed across his eyes, but it could not escape Tan's eyes.

Mrs. Tan snorted coldly: "You are a bad girl, you are full of evil, see if I don't tear off your fake face!"

Tan's sharp fingers scratched Yang Ruolan's face.

Yang Ruolan was so frightened that her face turned pale, she screamed and dodged left and right.

While shouting towards the kitchen: "Mom, help me, you are trying to kill me..."

Yang rushed out when he heard the commotion and was confused when he saw this.

"Mom, what are you doing? Lan'er is your biological granddaughter..."

"She is the beauty of our village. You scratch her face and tell her how to behave in the future..."

Yang's cow is tall and big, with its arms stretched out to block the middle.

Tan couldn't scratch Yang Ruolan, so he pawed Yang Ruolan's face.

Blood dripped from Yang's face, including the skin and flesh, and she covered her face and wailed.

Tan still didn't understand his hatred, so he rushed forward and wanted to fight again.

Being grabbed from behind.

I turned around and saw that it was Lao Yangtou.

"Aren't you going to give me a day to relax?"

Old Yangtou scolded in a deep voice, his face darker than the bottom of the pot.

Mrs. Tan glanced at Yang Ruolan, who was crying and looking weak, and said angrily: "Girl Lan is not a good person. She just instigated her sister-in-law to be like her mother, a despicable person who stabs in the back!"

"Ouch... Did I offend someone? I spent the whole day making dumplings in the kitchen, and then I got beaten and scolded..."

Mrs. Yang regained her breath, sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

Mr. Tan jumped three feet from the ground: "A pair of evil-minded people pretending to be confused while pretending to understand."

"Take care of your daughter. If you dare to instigate me, Mei'er, next time, see if I don't skin her fox!"

After saying these words, Mrs. Tan shook off Lao Yangtou's hand and angrily went back to the east room to sulk.

On the ground, Ms. Yang was still crying, and Yang Ruolan was standing aside with a handkerchief wiping her tears.

Ms. Liu stood at the door of the kitchen, craning her neck and looking intently.

When Old Yangtou saw this, he let out a long sigh.

He said to Yang Ruolan: "I will ask for clarification about this later. It is unlucky to cry during this winter solstice."

"Girl Lan, hurry up and help your mother go back to the house to wash her face and apply some medicine."

Yang Ruolan responded, helped Yang up, turned around and left.

Old Yang then turned to Mrs. Liu at the door of the kitchen and said, "What are you looking at? Are you afraid that the world will not be in chaos? Why don't you go and do your own thing!"
Chapter completed!