"Hey, my sister-in-law is here too?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled at the plump figure and said hello.

Yang Huamei raised her head and glanced towards the door of the house, then quickly turned her head away.

However, Yang Ruoqing still looked at the tear stains on her face that had not yet been wiped away.

Huh?

Why is this fat little girl still crying?

Who was bullied?

Besides Yang Ruoqing, who dares to bully this little sister-in-law?

Just as he was guessing, Tan's voice came over: "What are you doing with the soil?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Uncle Wu and the others are coming back to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. My mother and I cleaned their house and forgot to bring the dust pickets to hold the dirt."

Tan said: "If a broken shoe comes back, you are the only one who cares about it. Why care about it..."

The old lady kept mumbling, but she still got up and groped towards the door.

Then he pointed to a certain location leaning against the wall: "Here, I put it there, see if it's still there? If it is, take it!"

"Here it is!" Yang Ruoqing said, hurried over and took it in her hand.

Mrs. Tan warned again: "Be careful and don't damage my dustpan!"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, if it gets damaged, I'll pay for it with a dozen dustpans, right?"

…

Mrs. Tan returned to the east room, closed the door, sat by the bed, took Yang Huamei's hand, and continued to tell her what she had just said.

"...So, when you went to Sister Shuanzi's house as a guest, that relative, the old Chinese medicine doctor, really took your pulse?" asked Tan.

Yang Huamei nodded: "I said not to do it, but Shuanzi's second sister said that since she's here, she wants to have a safe pulse and she has to let me stretch out my hand."

"Second Sister Shuanzi is so fierce. I was afraid of her, so I asked the old Chinese doctor to check her pulse." She muttered.

"What does the old Chinese doctor say?" Tan asked next.

Yang Huamei burst into tears.

"The old Chinese doctor said that there was something wrong with my pulse and asked me some gynecological questions..."

"As I said, the old Chinese medicine doctor didn't say anything to me at that time. He just murmured to Second Sister Shuanzi."

"When Shuanzi and I came home after dinner, her second sister called me into a room."

"She said that the old Chinese medicine doctor said that it was difficult for me to conceive a baby and told me not to eat too much when I went back. I had to lose weight..."

"Woooo..."

Speaking of this, Yang Huamei couldn't help crying in grievance.

Mrs. Tan was so angry that her face turned red.

"Wang Chunhua farts!"

Tan cursed fiercely.

"It is a blessing for a woman to be fat and have a husband, so she can have children!"

"When people choose a wife, they always choose someone with a big butt."

"Wang Chunhua is as thin as a stick, and she comes to squeeze on my daughter. She knows nothing!"

"Mom, are you saying she doesn't know what she's doing?" Yang Huamei shouted openly.

"Sister Shuanzi, his father and mother, and Shuanzi himself all believed his second sister's words."

"Now the whole family has joined forces and told me to lose weight."

"I used to eat three bowls of rice and a bowl of rice soup for rice crispy rice."

"Now I only have one bowl of rice per meal, and the bowl of lard-poached egg noodles before going to bed at night is gone."

"Sister Shuanzi also took away all the snacks hidden in my room. Mother Shuanzi doesn't love me anymore,"

"My life is so miserable right now. If you touch my belly, it's deflated..."

Yang Huamei grabbed Tan's hand and pressed it on her drooping belly.

The fat is so thick that Mrs. Tan really can't tell where her daughter is deflated.

However, Tan's anger grew even stronger.

"Is this okay? My beautiful daughter married his old Wang family as his wife. She wants to be the wife of the king, not to be tortured by them!"

"Wang Shuanzi is a sick and ugly boy. It's good that our old Yang family doesn't dislike him."

“It’s true that ugly people often cause mischief!”

Tan cursed and stood up.

He touched the crutch lying next to him and held it in his hand: "Let's go to Lao Wang's house. I want to know that family's evil heart!"

…

In the backyard, thanks to the joint efforts of Yang Ruoqing and Sun's mother and daughter.

Three houses that had not been occupied for a long time were revived with life.

The windows are clear and the air is fresh.

The mother and daughter saw that it was a good day, so they moved all the stools in the house and the wooden boards on the bed to the yard to dry in the sun.

When Yang Ruoqing was done with all this, she sent the earthen leaves back to the east room in the front yard.

It was discovered that the door to the east room was also locked, and Tan and Yang Huamei were nowhere to be found.

Hey, everyone in this family can run better than the other!

She put the dustgrass back to its original place and arranged it, then returned to the backyard and returned to her home with Mrs. Sun.

It's almost noon, so I have to come home to cook something.

But as soon as the rice was washed and put down in the pot, the sweet-scented osmanthus came over like a blaze.

"Mother Qing'er, your old lady got into a fight with Mother Shuanzi at Lao Wang's house..."

…

Yang Huazhong, Sun Shi, Gui Hua, and Yang Ruoqing rushed to the vicinity of Lao Wang's house.

From a distance, you can see a crowd of people gathered outside Lao Wang's courtyard, three floors inside and three floors outside, to watch the excitement.

Everyone was whispering and talking, but they still couldn't stop two sharp and high-pitched curses in the courtyard.

Mixed in, but suppressed by the pair of scoldings, was the cry of Mother Shuanzi.

Old Yangtou's scolding, Wang Hongquan's persuasion...

"Borrowed and borrowed..."

Yang Ruoqing ran ahead and pioneered the way.

When the crowd of onlookers saw Yang Huazhong and his entourage approaching, they took the initiative to make way for their family to enter the yard.

The center of the storm!

As soon as Yang Ruoqing entered, the scene in front of her eyes looked like this:

In the middle of the courtyard, Mr. Tan and Wang Shuanzi's eldest sister, Wang Cuihua, were scolding each other.

Wang Cuihua was tall, and with Tan's hands on her hips, she could only reach Wang Cuihua's chest.

But the old lady lost her head but not her momentum. She put her hands on her hips and cursed her so much that her spit flew.

Wang Cuihua is not a light-hearted person either. She opens and closes her mouth so fast that no one around her can get in her words.

With these two people as the center point, there was a fierce verbal confrontation.

Beside, Old Yangtou scolded Mr. Tan.

Wang Hongquan was scolding Wang Cuihua.

Next to her, Mother Shuanzi was sitting on the ground wiping her tears, while Wang Chunhua was squatting aside to support her, her face as dark as anything.

Hey, where are Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi?

Yang Ruoqing looked around.

Finally found.

Wang Shuanzi sat on a rolling stone at the door of the kitchen, hugging his knees and hanging his head.

Yang Huamei stood next to Wang Shuanzi, looking at the drama in front of her with a blank expression.

"What's going on? Why is there such a quarrel?"

Yang Huazhong also roared and rushed to Tan's side to persuade him.

Mrs. Sun took a look at the formation and came to Shuan Ziniang.

"Don't sit on the ground. If you have anything to do, let's sit up and talk slowly..."

Mrs. Sun persuaded me with kind words.

Putting aside the marital relationship between Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi, in terms of friendship alone, Yang Huazhong's family has a good relationship with Wang Hongquan's family.

No matter how happy the Yang Huazhong family is, Wang Hong's family will definitely come to congratulate them.

When Yang Huazhong was falsely accused and imprisoned, Lao Yangtou and others stood idly by while Wang Hongquan went to the county seat.

He also left two hundred coins for Yang Ruoqing.
Chapter completed!