At the entrance of the Luo family courtyard in Changping Village, Yang Huamei and Dabai and his son were pulling and shaking.

"You go in!"

"I won't go in!"

"Why didn't you say it well when you came? You broke the account book yourself and went to explain to your sister Qing'er by yourself."

Yang Huamei put her hands on her hips and grabbed Dabai's arm with the other.

Dabai held the basic account book with both hands, but his feet were nailed to the gate of Luo Family Courtyard like a nail, and he was stumbling his hips and leaned back, refusing to move forward.

"Why don't you go in? Go in!" Yang Huamei pulled and pulled, and twisted her arms hard according to Dabai's arm.

Dabai's arms were thick and he didn't care about Yang Huamei's twist at all.

"I won't go, I'm afraid Sister Qing'er will hit me."

"I have to go if I'm afraid, I'll take the trouble myself."

"I can't bear it, I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you'll still dare to fight with your account book? Let me in!"

"Mom, I beg you. I won't fight anymore. Let's go home..." Seeing that he was so hard, Dabai turned to soft and begged for mercy to Yang Huamei pitifully.

Yang Huamei was determined to let Dabai learn some lessons, no matter how Dabai bet, he would not let go.

Seeing that she was not eating soft and hard, Dabai's eyes were already rumbling, and suddenly pointed at the far door and shouted: "Sister Qing'er!"

When Yang Huamei turned her head, he pushed Yang Huamei away and turned around and ran away.

Yang Huamei was pushed to the ground and her tailbone just pressed against a raised stone. Her face turned pale at that time and she couldn't get up.

"Baby, come back..."

Dabai ran for a while and turned around and saw Yang Huamei still sitting on the ground.

Dabai hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and threw the account book in his hand to the ground, "Mom, you forced me, I won't reply to this family anymore, just pretend that you don't have my son..."

"What?"

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment. Before she could recover, Dabai had already run away along the direction of the road.

Yang Huamei was anxious and struggled to get up from the ground and patted the Luo family's yard door.

Blacksmith Luo went to the fish pond to feed bait early in the morning. Yang Ruoqing guided Luo Baobao in the backyard, and Wang Cuilian was busy cooking breakfast.

As soon as he boiled a can of boiling water, he came to the front yard hall, and heard the sound of slapping the door. Wang Cuilian hurriedly opened the yard door and Yang Huamei plunged in.

If it weren't for Wang Cuilian to support her, Yang Huamei would have to fall to the ground.

"Mei'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister-in-law, are the blacksmith brother and Qing'er?"

"You blacksmith went to the fish pond early in the morning, Qing'er is here..."

"Where are you? Sister-in-law, please hurry up, please call me Qing'er, I have something important to find her."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing hurried to the front yard, and Yang Huamei was limping out of the yard door and heading towards the main road.

"aunt."

Yang Ruoqing shouted and chased after him.

Before she could ask her why she was walking like this, Yang Huamei grabbed her hand.

"Qing'er, hurry up, help me get Dabai back. He ran to the other side of the road."

"Chasing him? Why did he run?"

Yang Ruoqing was confused.

Luo Baobao followed behind and left the yard. Seeing that his account books were thrown all over the floor, Luo Baobao rushed over and picked up the books one by one, carefully blowing off the dust on it and holding it in his arms.

"Auntie, what's going on with this account book? Why are it dirty and broken? And why do you throw the account book to the ground?"

Luo Baobao didn't care who the other party was. She only knew that this was the account book she treasured. She sat under the light for many nights and read it page by page, reluctant to let go of the broken things.
Chapter completed!