Chapter 1085 Freak (Fifth update)
When Yang Ruoqing got up in the morning, she found that for the first time, Mrs. Sun was not busy in the kitchen.
"Xiaohua, where is the third aunt?" She asked Xiaohua who was playing with Xiao An in the yard.
Xiaohua shook her head: "Half an hour ago, the aunt from the old house came over and dragged the third aunt away."
Why did you go to the old house so early in the morning?
What's going on?
Yang Ruoqing shook her head and came to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Xiaoduo was cooking porridge alone.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll cook breakfast, just help me stuff the firewood."
As usual in the morning, it's porridge with pickles.
Scrambled eggs with chopped green onions and wormwood cake left over from last night.
Breakfast is ready, but Yang Huazhong and Sun are not back.
Yang Ruoqing greeted Xiaoan, Xiaohua and the others back to the dining hall, and the four of them had their breakfast first.
Then Yang Ruoqing was planning to go to the old house to find Mrs. Sun, but it happened that Mrs. Sun came back.
Sun was covered in sweat, and her hair was wet and stuck to her forehead.
He looked a little tired.
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly came over: "Mom, what have you been doing? Why are you looking like this."
Sun said: "At dawn, your fourth aunt moved the fetus I'm angry."
"Your aunt sent me to help."
"Is my fourth aunt giving birth?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.
"Yes, I gave birth." said Sun.
"Boy or girl?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Sun said: "Boy."
"Wow..."
"Then my uncle, ah, wouldn't my grandparents be so happy? ?”
Yang Ruoqing asked.
The reason why Mrs. Liu was able to be taken back after being expelled from Lao Yang's house was that Lao Yang was still tolerant of her in every possible way.
There is only one reason, and that is the baby in Liu's belly.
Old Yangtou favors boys over girls, and even a dozen grandsons are not too many.
In addition, the fourth uncle is inhumane and has three daughters at his knees.
Mrs. Liu gave birth to a son this time, and the old Yang family had a son. The fourth uncle also had a son in his name.
However, when she heard Yang Ruoqing ask this question, Mrs. Sun looked embarrassed.
Yang Ruoqing saw a clue.
"Mom, why are you looking like this? Is there anything else?"
Yang Ruoqing asked softly, stretched out her arm to hold Sun, and asked her to sit down in the dining hall.
Sun's face still looked bad.
Yang Ruoqing poured her a bowl of hot tea.
Sun held the hot tea in her hand, but her hand was trembling slightly.
A look of panic.
Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.
"Mom, what's going on? Stop being like this and tell me!" she said.
Sun's eyes then fell on Yang Ruoqing.
"Your fourth aunt gave birth to a freak..."
...
Old Yang's backyard.
Mrs. Liu was lying on the bed with a scarf wrapped around her head.
He also had disheveled hair and looked like he was crazy.
"Hold it away, hold it away, don't show me that monster, it's scary..."
Mrs. Liu screamed, swatted away with both hands, and hid in the bed.
The room was still filled with a strong smell of blood.
Yang Huaming stood in front of the bed holding a radish bag wrapped in floral cloth, with a solemn expression on his face.
Tan stood in the middle of the room leaning on a cane, cursing towards the bed.
“You put all the dirty and smelly things into your own house and told you to avoid eating. Now a monster will be born!”
“You plague god, broom star, take you to live with me! Get the monster out of Old Yang's house!"
Tan cursed and touched Yang Huaming.
He grabbed the radish bun from Yang Huaming's hand and threw it on the bed.
Yang Huaming came back to his senses and felt nervous when he saw the radish bag that was thrown out. He rushed over and caught the carrot bun.
The children inside may have been frightened.
“Wow…”
The cry was so loud that it made the roof tremble.
"Fourth brother, what are you doing? Such a monster is not your biological child. He can fall to death. Why are you protecting him?"
Tan's family burned the flames of war on Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming hugged the carrot bag and said in a deep voice: "Mom, it doesn't matter whether he is my biological child or not, this child...is a life after all..."
"Bah! ”
"I told you to do such nonsense, you must be punished by God..."
As if losing his mind, Tan stood in the middle of the room and cursed.
“Shut up!”
A roar came from the door of the house.
It was Lao Yangtou, who came in with a face darker than the bottom of the pot.
"Don't let the family scandal go public. Watch your voice!"
Old Yangtou warned Tan in a gloomy voice.
Tan was angrily, but she never dared to open her mouth again.
Old Yangtou took his eyes away from Tan and turned to look at the door of the house behind him.
"Why are you bothering? You are a man, just come in!"
Following Lao Yang's angry shout, Yang Huaan walked into the house with his head hanging down.
Old Yangtou walked to Yang Huaming and glanced at the child wrapped inside.
My white and fat grandson!
When he was born, he weighed almost eight pounds and was quite big.
The old man's eyes fell on the child's face...
A trace of fear flashed across the old man's eyes. He sighed, shook his head and stepped aside, as if he was mourning his heir.
“What should we do?”
He asked everyone in the room in a deep voice.
On the bed, Mrs. Liu hugged the quilt and huddled up, her body shaking into a ball.
On the ground, Yang Huaming held the child without saying a word.
Yang Huaan stood in the corner and said nothing.
Tan Shi snorted: "What should we do? We must throw it away. Keeping such a monster at home will bring disaster to the whole family!"
Old Yang looked at Yang Hua An: "Boss, please say something."
"What should I do with this child? Should I throw it away or not?" the old man asked.
Yang Huaan did not dare to raise his head, staring at his fat belly.
"Since mother said that, then, just, just throw it away..." he said.
Old Yangtou looked at Yang Huaan with a serious look.
Suddenly I felt that my son looked kind and cheerful.
My heart is really different from this kind appearance!
“It’s fate to come to our house to be reincarnated.” Old Yangtou said again.
"There are no outsiders here, and I won't beat around the bush."
"Boss, come here, take another look at this child, and hug him again. After all, you are his biological father!" the old man ordered again.
Hearing this, Yang Huaan finally raised his head.
"Dad, it's like this, I think it's better to forget it..."
He leaned against the wall and didn't move his feet.
When Old Yangtou saw this, he became even more angry.
“How can you be so cold-blooded?” The old man pointed at the child and scolded Yang Huaan.
"You are so cold-blooded even to your own flesh and blood. In the future, if your mother and I are too sick to get up, with feces and urine in our crotches, will you not dare to look at us like this?"
The old man asked angrily, his face turned eggplant color with anger.
Yang Huaan looked embarrassed when he saw that Old Yang was serious.
"Dad, you... ugh!"
He sighed, still refusing to move.
Old Yangtou, however, became determined after eating the weight and ordered Yang Huaming: "Old Fourth, take the child over. You must let him take a good look and hold him now!"
(End of this chapter)