Chapter 2597 Little Wife (1st update)
The meaning of Tan’s words is a bit vague.
Everyone in the room felt this way, but no one dared to ask.
But Yang Ruoqing, a theatergoer like me, is different. You must ask, otherwise the movie will not be enjoyable.
"Milk, what you said, can I ask a few more questions?" she said.
"Ask." Tan said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "What if Xiaojuan also gave birth to a daughter?"
Tan said: "Then get out, the most indispensable thing for the fourth house is stinky girl movies!"
< br>Yang Ruoqing said again: "If Xiaojuan gives birth to a son, does that mean Xiaojuan can be kept?"
Yang Huaming swallowed, Yang Ruoqing's question touched his heart. .
He looked at Tan nervously, waiting for Tan's next words.
Ms. Tan snorted, "What are you doing here? Being your fourth uncle's little wife?"
"Isn't she already a little wife? She already has children." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Even if the child is really a son, if the child is kept, that woman should get out!" Ms. Tan corrected her.
“It’s my daughter, so get out together!”
"In the backyard of our old Yang family, we have one husband and one wife. We don't have the habit of raising a little wife. This precedent cannot be set. If it is set, it will be bad!" said Tan.
The men in the room, except for Lao Yangtou, who was smoking a dry cigarette silently, all looked at each other.
Tan's words are obviously meant for everyone to hear.
However, apart from Yang Huaming, there should be no other men in this room who have restless thoughts.
Here, Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation again, "Mistress, let me ask you another question..."
"Fat girl, why do you have so many things going on today? You keep asking endless questions!" Mrs. Tan became impatient and frowned.
Yang Ruoqing laughed.
This little old lady is quite funny sometimes. When she is in a good mood, I call her Qing'er, Qing girl.
Whenever I feel unhappy, I call her Fat Ya.
"Brother, I can't even compare to being fat now, okay?" she said with a smile.
"I just want to ask Nai, Xiaojuan won't give birth until the Chinese New Year in April."
"Then where will she live in the past four months?" she asked.
Before Tan could speak, Yang Huaming, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke up first.
"There is no need to ask this question. That bitch and poisonous woman Liu dared to drug your breasts when I was not at home."
"I must get divorced. I am Just go and drive her away to make room for Xiaojuan!”
After Yang Huaming finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to go out, but was stopped by Mrs. Tan.
"Why are you so anxious? Do you have the right to call the shots in this family? My cow's tail can't cover the cow's butt, so kneel down and get back!"
When Tan shouted angrily, Yang Huaming was immediately frightened and knelt back obediently with Xiao.
Tan continued: "Originally, I planned to drive Mrs. Liu away now. I can't tolerate such a poisonous woman and a sneaky woman."
"But you guys Just after I came back, I kicked Mrs. Liu away. In the eyes of others, our original rationality became unreasonable. Old man, what do you think?" Mr. Tan asked Old Yang.
It wasn't until this moment that Old Yangtou pulled the tobacco stick out of his mouth.
“I have the same concerns as you about this matter. No matter how bad Ms. Liu is, she will still be the wife of the fourth child.”
“It is our old Yang family who worshiped heaven and earth. Sued the ancestor’s real daughter-in-law.”
“ If the Fourth Brother and the others don't come back, they can still divorce in a serious manner based on what happened before. Now that the situation has changed, we have to be cautious, hey! "
Lao Yangtou said this! , let out a long sigh, and stuffed the tobacco stick back into his mouth. Tan said: "After thinking about it, Mrs. Liu will definitely divorce, but not today. Wait for two more days..."
"Dad, it's not good..."
Before Tan could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ju'er's exclamation outside the house.
The boss of the Tan family was unhappy, "Damn girl, are you calling for ghosts, or is there a ghost behind you?"
Ju'er was still in shock and panted: "There really is a ghost. It’s still a hanged ghost, my mother hanged herself, her tongue is down here!”
"What?" Yang Huaming was so shocked that he quickly stood up from the ground and was about to rush to the door.
Thought of something, his steps suddenly stopped.
"Whatever she wants, just die if you love her. Death is retribution, I don't care!" He stepped back again.
At the Eight Immortals Table, Lao Yangtou's expression also changed. He pulled out the tobacco stick again and inserted it into his back.
"Quick, quick, save people!" the old man ordered, stood up and came towards the door.
Yang Huazhong and others all rushed towards the door of the house. Yang Ruoqing directly took Ju'er's hand and comforted Ju'er who was in shock.
“Let’s go over and take a look!”
The group rushed to the door of the West House as quickly as possible and found that the door was bolted from the inside.
Ju'er just peeked inside through the broken window.
Yang Huazhong kicked open the door and rushed in.
Ju'er didn't dare to go in, so she, San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi were crying at the door.
Yang Ruoqing went in and saw Mrs. Liu hanging under the beam in front of the bed.
The tool for hanging should be her waistband, tied in a circle.
Judging from the scene, the person should have stepped on the edge of the bed first, then stretched his head forward into the condom, and then started rippling.
When everyone came in this time, it was just as Ju'er said, their eyes were wide open, bloodshot eyes filled their eyes, and their tongues stuck out like a dog's tongue.
It turns out that Mrs. Liu's tongue can be so long when it really sticks out. No wonder people say those talkative women who spread rumors are called long-tongued women.
This tongue is really not short.
These strange thoughts flashed through her mind, and Yang Ruoqing followed Yang Huazhong and rushed to the bed.
Yang Huazhong was already hugging Mrs. Liu's legs, ready to put Mrs. Liu down.
I don’t know if it’s because Yang Huazhong’s hands and feet are in a panic or because this angle and position are inconvenient for him to exert strength. He hugged her several times and couldn’t lift Ms. Liu down.
Yang Huazhong was anxious and shouted to Yang Huaming and the others.
"Fourth brother, come here quickly and lend a hand to put the person down first." Yang Huazhong said urgently.
Yang Huaming stepped back, his face full of horror.
The brothers Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongzhi also stood there, trembling.
As for Yang Yongqing, he didn't dare to enter the house at all and stood at the window to peek.
Old Yangtou was a little annoyed, and pushed Yang Yongxian and Yang Huaming away, "Why are you so timid when life is at stake? You are not like a man!"
Old Yangtou rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, about to Lifting the handle, Mr. Liu, who was hanging there, suddenly fell down.
“Oh, it’s a fake corpse!” Yang Huaming howled, and was so frightened that he quickly left the house and stood trembling in the yard.
"Idiot!" Old Yang pointed to the half-section of his trouser belt hanging on the beam, turned around and scolded Mr. Liu.
When everyone took a look, it turned out that Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and threw a pair of scissors, and directly cut off the waistband of her pants.
A false alarm.
I felt unwell yesterday, and I apologize to everyone for not updating in time.
(End of this chapter)