Yang Huazhong also nodded to Yang Ruoqing again. Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to sit over.

I thought to myself what kind of small-scale internal family meeting is going to hold?

Seeing Yang Ruoqing sitting down, Yang Huaming raised his chin and signaled to Yang Huamei, "Mei'er, since Qing'er has come, you can say the previous words again and let Qing'er judge us, and listen to what you said is reasonable!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched the sweat on her forehead. My God, it was really a question for me.

Can you tell me about the bullshit things about your old Yang family?

Well, who made the blood of the old Yang family flow into my body?

"Aunt, what's going on? Let's listen." Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly. He just went to the town to visit Dabai. This matter was probably related to Dabai.

"Qing'er, this matter has something to do with Dabai..."

As soon as Yang Huamei opened her mouth, Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her hand to stop her words: "Aunt, I will make a point first. If Dabai gets into trouble again, then I will just listen to no comments, which is beyond my ability."

Yang Huamei shook her head repeatedly, blushed and explained hurriedly: "No, no, Qing'er, although this time the matter is also plain, it is not a disaster. Dabai, Dabai, Dabai..."

"Dabai is about to have the ability and promising!" Tan finished wiping his mouth, and when he heard Yang Huamei's speech, he was a little irritated and shouted for her.

"Oh?" This time, Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Yang Huamei nodded vigorously, nodded a few times and found that it seemed a little inappropriate, after all, things have not been completely accomplished.

And whether this can be accomplished depends on whether the mother's family can help.

So Yang Huamei shook her head again.

Now, Yang Ruoqing became more and more confused.

"Aunt, you nodded and shook your head a while. What's going on?"

"It's just that Dabai is going to make a fortune, I can't even understand this?" Tan shouted again.

Yang Huaming sneered, and said with a slanted look: "Mom, why don't you say Dabai is about to win the top scorer, or is he going to be the prince consort?"

Tan was choked and immediately turned his gun and rushed to Yang Huaming, "It's just the top scholar, our family is Da'an, it's not rare. As for the prince-consort? Humph, just like Dabai, what's wrong with him a prince-consort? Can't do it?"

Yang Ruoqing almost laughed out loud.

How confident is Dabai’s appearance? If Qi Xingyun heard it, he might have fainted from crying.

However, there is still a little bit more confident.

"Mom, although we can't do anything else, we really can't choose this one." Yang Huamei held a bowl in her hand, containing a few cold dumplings in the bowl, and turned her head toward Tan's embarrassed words.

"However, boys do not rely on their face to make a living, they have to rely on their own real skills to make a living."

But Tan thought everything said from Yang Huamei was reasonable.

The farts that came out of Yang Huamei's ass' eyes were probably fragrant when Tan sniffed them.

At that moment, Tan nodded repeatedly, "You are right. We rely on our skills, not on our face."

On this side, Yang Huaming couldn't help but cross his legs again, touching his chin with his fingers and squinted his shoulders and laughing.

"Fourth brother, you're just laughing. Are we wrong? "Tan pointed his gun at Yang Huaming again.

Yang Huamei also looked at Yang Huaming in confusion with her eyes open.

Yang Huaming originally didn't want to make more comments on this matter, so he just laughed a few times and was done. Unexpectedly, he was bitten, so he had to say a few words.

Yang Huaming put down his fingers and said to Tan, "Mom, just pull it down. Dabai's eyebrows, eyes, and facial features. Apart from one white, I didn't find anything amazing."

"Not anything else, just because of his height. Is he as tall as his cousins? No, his height was obviously lowered by the old Wang family,"

Yang Huamei's mouth moved, but Yang Hua obviously did not give her a chance to defend herself.

"Well, when you talk about this, you will definitely retort that even if you are half a head shorter than the man from our Yang family, you will not be short when you put it outside. But Dabai is a lame man. Just for this, the lady from the town's foreign family will not be able to marry him, let alone the prince-consort? What are you doing as a prince-consort? I think too much, and I almost laughed to death!"

Yang Ruoqing secretly gave Yang Huaming a hundred praises in her heart.

I am such a good fourth uncle who is not afraid of death and likes to tell the truth. He has told me all the things in my heart. I am so happy.

"Fourth brother, you, you..."

Yang Huamei was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick. She pointed her finger at Yang Huaming with trembling hands, unable to say a word.

But Tan was furious.

He suddenly pulled out the pillow leaning behind him and slammed it steadily at Yang Huaming.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoqing reacted in time and avoided her head perfectly. The pillow with the smell of ointment from Tan's hair hit Yang Huaming's head and then fell at his feet.

Tan's curses followed one after another.

"The fourth brother, you are a bad thing with a black conscience and a rotten corner of your mouth. Dabai is your nephew's relative. Is there any uncle who is like you who bury your nephew like this?"

Yang Huaming picked up the pillow on the ground and played the game of throwing the pillow in his hand. He smiled and said, "Mom, I'm not burying it, I'm telling the truth. There is no such honest uncle as me in the world."

"Fourth brother, Dabai is your nephew. Not to mention that he is not bad-looking, even if he is really an ugly monster, don't you, your uncle, have to help lift him up? How can you say that? You're also talking about him as a lame..."

Unlike Tan's irritability, Yang Huamei was criticized by Ai Ai with red eyes.

Yang Huaming is not a representative of sympathy for the beauty, and Yang Huamei’s appearance is not as good as the beauty and jade.

So Yang Huaming only rolled his eyes a few times and laughed strangely at Yang Huamei's accusations.

Yang Huamei felt even more aggrieved now. She held the bowl with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, and almost cried out.

When Tan heard this, his anger trough instantly accumulated energy, and he was waiting to release a big move at any time. Yang Huazhong quickly put down the tobacco pole in his hand and coughed heavily, "Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense. Let's talk about serious business, and let's break up if you don't say it!"

Yang Huaming threw the pillow back to the bed, sniffed his fingers again, looking disgusted.

After Yang Ruoqing noticed Yang Huaming's expression, she glanced at Tan's side as fast as possible.

Sure enough, Tan's expression was very wonderful... it seemed as if he had witnessed Yang Huaming's dislike for her with his own eyes.

The old lady is definitely pretending to be blind!

Yang Ruoqing added another code to her guess in her heart.

And here, Yang Huamei also packed up her mood and began to tell her important business.

She raised her head and swept the faces of everyone in front of her, and finally fell back to Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, I'm actually here today to help Dabai and your father, your fourth and fifth uncles borrow money from you!"
Chapter completed!