Yang quickly shut up.

Mrs. Tan snorted angrily and turned her face to the side.

Here, Lao Yang walked to the middle of the room and glanced at the scene in the room.

The old man's eyes fell on Yang Huazhong.

"Your mother gave birth to you, raised you, and married you a wife. No matter what she said was wrong, you shouldn't yell at her!"

Old Yangtou said with a sad look on his face.

Yang Huazhong's face was full of shame and his stomach was full of grievances.

The man's thick eyebrows were furrowed and he sat there with his neck hunched and did not gnaw.

Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhong and sighed, "What's going on? Tell me everything!"

Yang Huazhong nodded and told Old Yang the whole matter.

During this process, no one in the room dared to make a sound.

Yang Ruoqing supported Mrs. Sun, but her eyes were paying attention to Old Yangtou's reaction.

Old Yangtou's face was gloomy from beginning to end.

When Yang Huazhong finished talking about this, Old Yang's eyes moved to Mrs. Sun.

"The third daughter-in-law has been busy all day, and it's really not easy!"

The old man's tone softened a bit.

He ordered Yang Huaming behind him: "Fourth, go to my room and bring the two pieces of dog-skin plaster in the drawer to your third sister-in-law."

Yang Huaming did not move and looked at Mr. Tan.

Mrs. Tan was anxious: "Daddy Mei'er, what are you talking about? That dog-skin plaster is the one you put on aching bones, and it costs eight cents a piece! How can you put it on this lazy woman?"

Lao Yang glared at him so hard that Mrs. Tan didn't dare to say a word.

He yelled at Yang Huaming again: "Hurry up and go!"
Chapter completed!