But when they get together, they both want to do something unreasonable.

No matter how tired you are, you are not tired of doing that.

As a result, the bed quickly shook.

Opposite to Yang Huamei's east room, the ground was shaking one after another.

Yang Huamei sat on the toilet, groaning.

A big pie face, wrinkled together in pain.

His complexion was also not good, it was sallow and sallow, and the corners of his mouth were a little bluish.

The whole room was filled with a foul smell.

Mrs. Tan grabbed a handful of toilet paper and stood aside with a worried look on her face, staring.

"Mei'er, how are you? This is the sixth time you've been here since I came back..."

Tan asked worriedly.

Yang Huamei said feebly: "It hurts, my stomach hurts so much, it feels like a knife is being twisted..."

Mrs. Tan became anxious and walked around in circles in the room.

"What can we do?"

Lao Yang didn't sleep, so he stood outside the window with his coat on and asked Mr. Tan inside.

"How is Mei'er? Still not feeling better?" Old Yangtou asked.

Tan said: "No!"

Old Yangtou said: "The poor cannot afford to take supplements. If you eat too many meaty and oily things at noon, your stomach will be full!"

Tan curled her lips: "It's already this time, can't you say something nice?"

Old Yang snorted and turned back to his house.

Mrs. Tan was so angry.

Yang Huamei struggled all night.

It wasn't until I emptied the last grain of rice in my stomach that I finally calmed down.

Mrs. Tan helped Yang Huamei to lie down on the bed.

He opened the door and happened to see Bao Suyun coming out of the house.

"Lao Wu's family, breakfast will be cooked later, you come here to do something first!"

Mrs. Tan shouted to Bao Suyun.

"Hey, here we come."

With the man's moisturizing, Bao Suyun's face was red and her eyes were watery.

Although she was only wearing green and blue coarse cloth trousers, her slim waist was as graceful as a willow.
Chapter completed!