Chapter 1814 You Stupid Woman (Second Update)
“Qing’er is right,” Lao Yangtou took over the conversation and said to Mrs. Tan: “Look, it’s almost seven or eight days. "The hole in Chen's head has been healed for a long time, and I haven't seen her come over to ask for a child."
"What does this mean? It means that she is eager for it!" said Old Yangtou.
Ms. Tan was so angry that she gritted her teeth and had no appetite to eat anymore. She pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward.
"Lan'er feeds the child, Qing'er helps me to the front yard!"
Tan quickly stood up and walked to the door.
"Master, should I go or not?" Yang Ruoqing asked Lao Yang Touna.
Old Yangtou frowned: "Just go with your grandma to see what's going on. It's best to ask your third brother to come over and take Hong'er back."
Yang Ruoqing nodded. He caught up with her and helped Tan, and together they went to the front yard.
Yang Ruoqing was extremely excited about the upcoming battle between Tan and Chen Jinhong.
However, when the grandfather and grandson arrived at the door of Yang Yongzhi's house, Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded.
The door is locked.
Tan was blind and couldn't see. He guessed that he had reached the door of the house and immediately went to bang on the door.
“Open the door, open the door!”
Tan yelled angrily, but there was no movement at all inside the room.
"Chen Jinhong, you stupid woman, how dare you not open the door?" Mrs. Tan became even more angry. She stood at the door of the house, rolled up her sleeves, and put on a posture.
There was still no movement in the room.
Tan wanted to take another photo, but Yang Ruoqing came over to stop her.
"Hey, don't take pictures. Third brother and the others are not in the house at all. The door is locked!" she said.
“What?” Tan was stunned.
Yang Ruoqing grabbed Tan's hand, pushed it down, and pressed it on the lock.
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In the east room, after listening to Yang Ruoqing's narration, Old Yang looked at Mr. Tan who was sitting by the bed, his hair burning with anger.
"At dawn today, I went to the toilet and met Yongzhi emptying the urine bucket. Where did these two people go?" Old Yangtou said to himself.
“Go and wander!” Tan said.
"Yongzhi is useless. He is not like our old Yang family. He is so confused by Chen's vixen's pillow. He has no future!" Tan spat and said again.
"Just say something useless." Old Yang said, his eyes falling on Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er, where do you think your third brother and the others have gone?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I really don't know about this."
Old Yangtou sighed and sat there smoking a cigarette.
No one said anything in the room. Yang Ruolan was holding Hong'er there, and Yang Ruoqing occasionally helped her change hands.
If the weather is fine, you can hold Hong'er and go to the yard to bask in the sun, away from this somewhat depressing environment.
Unfortunately, it’s raining right now, so I can only stay inside.
After a while, the sound of Liu and Yang Huaming quarreling suddenly came from the west room opposite.
Tan jumped up from the bed, stomped to the door of the room, poked her head towards the west room opposite and shouted sternly: "Why are you so noisy? It's the first month of the year, every stop!"< br>
In the west room opposite, the quarrel stopped abruptly.
But soon, it rang again, and Mrs. Liu was yelling at Yang Huaming.
Some distance away, I couldn’t hear clearly. The general idea seemed to be that Yang Huaming was accusing Yang Huaming of killing things first and telling her later, hiding something from her. "I'm still unwilling to give in. You two, get over here!"
Ms. Tan drank in the west room opposite again, turned around and sat back on the bed angrily.
Soon, both Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu came over. After they entered the house, they were still staring at each other like two fighting cocks.
“It’s not even the Lantern Festival, and it’s so noisy like that, what does it look like!”
Tan opened his mouth to scold them, and then asked them: “What’s going on?”
"Mom, it's like this..." Mrs. Liu just opened her mouth, but Mrs. Tan stopped her.
"I asked my fourth son, but I didn't ask you. I don't like to hear the lies in your mouth. Shut up!" Mrs. Tan said unceremoniously.
Mrs. Liu's face turned red, she curled her lips, and bumped Yang Huaming with her elbow: "Your mother is asking you something, so you should just say it!"
Yang Hua understood Mrs. Liu and turned around to face her. Tan and Lao Yang said: " In fact, it’s not a big deal, it’s just my carriage, which was borrowed by Yongzhi before.”
“He’er Niang blamed me for taking over everything, and we just argued around it without asking her opinion. A few words." He said.
Old Yang shook his head, such a quarrel over trivial matters, hey!
"Although in our old Yang family, the male is the main outsider and the female is the internal control, the fourth child is a man after all. He is a man. Men have the right to make decisions on everything in the family." The old man said.
Mrs. Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
"Dad, I understand the family rules you always talk about." Mrs. Liu interjected.
"But his decision depends on something. As for the carriage, I originally planned to go to my parents' house today to pick up my mother and my sister-in-law, nephews and nieces to watch the show."
"You said you lent the carriage to Yongzhi, why did you go to pick up my mother and sister-in-law? How can I not be annoyed!"
When Mrs. Liu said this, she stamped her feet angrily.
Liu's words also made it difficult for Old Yangtou and Tan to reprimand them.
Singing opera is a big event in the village. According to the custom, the mother's family should be invited to watch the opera.
Yang Huamei was married in the same village. If she were married in another village, the old Yang family would also send someone to pick up their daughter and grandson to watch the show.
Our ancestors have been here for generations, so what Liu said is reasonable and tenable.
Lao Yangtou coughed dryly and reprimanded Yang Huaming: "You don't have your own carriage at home, so you go to your third brother's house to borrow one. No matter what, you have to invite your mother-in-law to come over and watch the show. It's time to Some etiquette cannot be lost.”
Yang Huaming said: "It's not that I won't pick up my mother-in-law and the others. It's raining today, and I don't know when the big show will be performed. Wouldn't it be troublesome to pick them up!"
Old Yangtou thought for a moment, So he looked at Mr. Liu and said in a consultative tone: "Then wait until the rain stops, and then let the fourth child pick him up."
Mr. Liu said: "Everyone said it will be there tomorrow. "It's sunny, I want to sing a big show."
Old Yangtou said: "Even if it clears up tomorrow, we will only start singing in the afternoon. There is still time to pick up the song in the morning."
"Fourth daughter-in-law, don't worry about this matter. Leave it to me. The fourth daughter-in-law can't spare the time to pick her up. Old man, I will go and pick up my mother-in-law myself."
"It's the Chinese New Year, so don't make trouble with the Fourth Brother anymore. Everyone is so harmonious, just go and do what you have to do!"
Lao Yangtou patiently did Liu's ideological work. Well said.
Ms. Liu couldn't say anything more and nodded: "Okay, okay, since dad has said everything for this reason, I won't say anything else."
"Anyway, On the day of the big opera, I want to see my mother and sisters-in-law, otherwise I will have nothing to do with the fourth child." After saying this, Mrs. Liu left the east room and went back to her room.
Here, Mrs. Tan frowned: "All of them, their wings are stiff and they can't speak human words anymore? Just her mother-in-law's family, what's the point of promoting her?"
(End of Chapter)