Seeing Lao Yang patting the armrest of the chair, Mrs. Tan also slammed the tea bowl on the table.

"You think I'm disgusting now, why did you go there earlier?"

"When we were husband and wife, you would pull me to kiss you before and after meals. You would kiss me several times in the morning when you woke up without brushing your teeth and washing your face. You had to kiss me in a silky way. Why didn't you kiss me at that time?

Do you think I'm disgusting?"

Faced with Tan's strong questioning, Lao Yang raised his head and covered his face with one hand, saying repeatedly: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting. She dares to say anything. This old woman is getting more and more shameless..."

"Old woman, old woman, you are an old woman when you open your mouth and shut up, you are a bad old man, why don't you show yourself soaked in monkey urine!"

Tan couldn't get over his anger just by scolding him, so he grabbed a handful of broad beans and smashed them over Lao Yang's head, using the trick of 'throwing beans into an army'.

A broad bean jumped directly onto the bridge of Old Yang's nose, causing him to groan and struggle to push his wheelchair towards the door of the east room.

However, Mrs. Tan rushed forward first and grabbed the back of the wheelchair from behind, preventing Old Yangtou from escaping.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy. I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"I have nothing to say to you, you crazy bitch, let go, let go!"

"I won't let it go. I'm crazy. The lunatic stabbed someone with scissors and the government won't punish him."

A ray of cold light passed through Old Yangtou's unruly eyes. Tan magically took out a pair of scissors from the back of his clothes, instantly shattering the last bit of Old Yangtou's unruly eyes. The old man was so frightened that he slapped the armrest of the wheelchair hard and pulled it apart.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Someone, come quickly, help, help!"

In fact, there are always people listening in the corner outside the east room, and there are quite a few of them.

For example, Yang Huaming, Yang Yongqing, and Yang Huazhou are all there outside the front door of the east room, under the windows, and under the windows at the back of the east room.

Why listen?

Except for Yang Yongqing's special hobby, others were worried that the old couple would get angry when they reunited after a long separation to reminisce about the past. Unexpectedly, the fire of rekindling the old relationship did not burn up, but the fire of the enemy's narrow road started to smoke.

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So as soon as Old Yang opened his mouth to call for help, Yang Huaming, who was closest to the door, rushed in first.

There was no need to ask, "What?" Yang Huaming stood directly between Lao Yangtou and Tan, with his hands raised high and a smile on his face: "Mom, don't use knives or guns on your big day, be careful with the sword.

Eyeless..."

Mrs. Tan said angrily: "Who asked you to send this disgusting thing to my house on this big day?"

"Disgusting stuff?"

Before Yang Huaming could react for a moment, the old Yang who was sitting in the wheelchair was dissatisfied, twisted his body and shouted: "Which one is disgusting? Which one is disgusting? Don't you have any idea in your mind?"

Tan poked the scissors in front of Old Yang's head with a click, no more than five inches away from his mouth and nose, and smiled evilly: "Look what I'm holding in my hand? Do you think your tongue is in the way?"

Lao Yangtou immediately closed his mouth and stared at the scissors in the middle, almost becoming cross-eyed.

Yang Huaming was also frightened by Tan's sudden move and his calves became weak.

After Tan knocked Jiang Er unconscious with a bowl of tea, Yang Huaming didn't doubt Tan's courage at all. She was a real tiger!

"Mom, don't, don't do this...Here, give me some face and put down the scissors first..."

Yang Huaming bravely took the scissors from Tan's hand carefully.

Fortunately, Mrs. Tan didn't resist much and allowed Yang Huaming to take away the scissors.

Just as Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongqing arrived shortly afterwards, Yang Huaming threw the scissors into Yang Huazhou's hands. Yang Huazhou put them away with great tacit understanding, and everyone relaxed a little.

Mrs. Tan snorted and raised her two fingers. The nails were very long.

She looked at Lao Yangtou's eyes and made a few gestures: "Without the scissors, I can still pick out your pair of tricks!"

Old Yang's cross-eyed eyes were so frightened that he immediately turned east and west. He was so dizzy that he almost fell down in his wheelchair.

Yang Huaming hurriedly ordered Yang Yongqing: "Young man, hurry up and push your father to the canteen for tea!"

Yang Yongqing was very playful and hadn't had enough of watching the fun. He laughed and said, "There are no people in the dining hall, so it's better to let my grandparents sit together. It's so lively..."

"You're so busy, why don't you hurry up!" Yang Huaming almost made his eyes pop out.

Yang Huazhou also winked at Yang Yongqing, but Yang Yongqing had no choice but to reluctantly push Old Yang's head towards the door.

Behind him, Mrs. Tan called out to him.

"Young boy, come back later and bring a basket of plant ashes to spread around my house to remove the bad luck!"

Yang Yongqing was confused and sniffed hard: "Hey, there's no mold in your house, not even the smell of urine!"

"What do you know? Some old guys are coquettish and promiscuous. Wherever they were, they were not bad."

Yang Yongqing understood it instantly.

Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou were stunned for a moment before, and Yang Huazhou was even looking around.

At this moment, the two brothers looked at each other, slightly embarrassed.

But Old Yangtou had dark clouds above his head, and there seemed to be muffled thunder in the dark clouds, and there could be lightning and thunder at any time.

Yang Huazhou couldn't help but grab the wheelchair from Yang Yongqing's hand, pushed it up and left the house. It was best to stay away from right and wrong.

Yang Yongqing looked around and followed Yang Huazhou and Lao Yangtou to the dining hall, while Yang Huaming stayed in the east room to deal with the aftermath.

"Mom, why don't you give us some face? Don't embarrass me..."

"You bastard, if I hadn't given you face, would I have agreed to let him come back for a banquet?"

"Okay, okay, mother, you gave us face. We are grateful to you before it's too late. Then can't you be a good person and send the Buddha to the west to endure these two days?"

"cannot!"

"emmmm..."

Finally, at Tan's strong request, Yang Huaming promised not to let Old Yang enter the east room again. Tan finally settled the matter, took off her shoes, sat back on the bed, picked up her sewing basket, and continued to do needlework.

Yang Huaming hurriedly called Jin and the three girls to the east room to keep Tan company.

After finishing all this, he went to the dining hall again.

Old Yangtou is no longer in the dining hall. Yang Yongqing is sitting there with his legs crossed, drinking tea and eating melon seeds.

"You brat, you're not afraid of big troubles just because you're watching the excitement. I was so anxious before, but you're still stupid enough to stay in the east room and won't leave!"

Yang Huaming also sat down, took a sip of tea and scolded Yang Yongqing.

Yang Yongqing grinned and said in a low voice: "Fourth uncle, have you noticed that unless my breast is blind, my legs are lame and I can't get up from bed, there is no way to cure me. As long as my breast can run, move and see things,

My father has nothing to do with her."
Chapter completed!