Chapter 6588 Stirring up a hornet's nest
Ms. Liu winked and said, "Yes, yes, don't you love maltose the most? Come on, come on, come and lick my ass!"
< br>"Ugh~" Yang Huaming rolled his eyes and strode out of the house with his hands behind his back.
Ms. Liu smiled proudly, got up and left.
In an instant, only Yang Huazhong, Sun and his wife, and Yang Ruoqing were left in the hall.
Mrs. Sun picked up the broom and swept the floor, while Yang Ruoqing cleared the tea bowls on the table.
Pour the remaining tea leaves in your personal tea bowl into a small bucket and feed it back to the pigs.
Yang Huazhong squatted at the door of the hall with a dry tobacco pole, looking at the yard and smoking, distracted.
At the table, Mr. Tan was sitting there like an old Buddha. In front of him was hawthorn tea specially brewed by Mr. Sun for Mr. Tan to use for digestion.
Mr. Tan looks quite impressive, but she looks like a lonely person sitting on a throne.
"Hey, what's going on with all of you? What's wrong?" Tan started talking to himself.
Ms. Sun raised her head and smiled gently at her, "Mom, there's nothing wrong."
Ms. Tan tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Sun, with two sparse eyebrows and one high One is low and still shaking.
"No, I just feel that the atmosphere today is a bit off. There must be something hidden from the old lady!" Tan said again.
Ms. Sun still smiled apologetically, shook her head slightly, then turned around and continued sweeping the floor.
It wasn't that she was pretending to be cool, but that she didn't dare to look at Ms. Tan anymore.
Although he has two eyes and Tan only has one eye, the two eyes still cannot withstand the power of that one eye.
"Milk, what do you want to hear? I'll tell you!"
Yang Ruoqing came over with the washed tea bowls, wiped them one by one and put them upside down on the clean and clear tea bowls. in the tea tray.
While working, she turned around and smiled at Mr. Tan and winked: "I know a lot about astronomy and geography, from major national affairs to minor ones. The old hen at Widow Zhou's house in the next village laid a baby last night. I know everything about double-yolk eggs. Tell me what you want to know, and I’m sure you’ll be satisfied. "
Mrs. Tan curled her lips with a look of disdain, "Fat girl, you're just lying to me, I'm too lazy to be poor like you!" It's money." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
"Five cents? What the hell!" Tan frowned and muttered.
Yang Ruoqing said again: "Let's talk about it. What delicious food did you eat at my aunt's house this afternoon?"
Tan really resisted chatting with Yang Ruoqing at first. , in the old lady's subconscious mind, Yang Ruoqing has long been regarded as the strongest opponent.
She doesn't need to use her brain when chatting with others. She can say whatever she wants. She has complete control over the rhythm and so on. Regardless of whether it is momentum or words, she is absolutely crushing.
But she felt a little pressured to talk to this granddaughter. She needed to think about it in her mind first, and then organize the words in her throat before she could finally speak them out, otherwise she would easily fall into a trap.
It was always troublesome to talk like this, so the old lady was really resistant to talking nonsense to Yang Ruoqing at first.
But damn it, the bait thrown by Fatty Fatty immediately hit Tan’s heart.
She came home satisfied with a big meal, and was looking forward to everyone coming up to ask questions. Unfortunately, her body was not yet hot, so these people avoided her one by one. He ran away like a plague, but in the end it was this damn fat girl who was still applauding him. Do you think it’s strange?
"Not to mention, this afternoon at your aunt's house, I ate so much that my mouth was full of oil and my stomach was round. My burps still taste like chicken soup!"
Damn it, Ms. Tan There, he rubbed his stomach with his hands and said with a satisfied expression.
Yang Ruoqing listened with a smile. As a young actor, her task at this moment was to praise appropriately, mainly to listen. Today is Wang Shuanzi's thirty-sixth birthday. As the mother-in-law, Mrs. Tan will naturally go there to give gifts and dinner on behalf of the old Yang family.
Yang Huamei killed a chicken and weighed a pair of pig trotters.
Wang Shuanzi's eldest sister and uncle all came over, and there was a full banquet table.
Originally, we invited other members of Lao Yang’s family to come over, but in this twelfth lunar month, every household has something to do, so we chose Tan as the representative, and we could also take this opportunity to get together for a family meeting, killing two birds with one stone. .
“Before the banquet started, your aunt brought me a bowl of chicken soup, and there was a chicken leg as big as this in it.”
Ms. Tan raised two fingers He gestured.
The finger initially traced the size of a disposable paper cup. When Yang Ruoqing took a second look, the area traced by the finger became the size of a vacuum insulated cup.
"Wow, those chicken legs are really big." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
"It's probably really that big!" Tan squinted his eyes and thought about it seriously, then moved his finger three inches further.
Yang Ruoqing’s forehead was covered with black lines.
It seems that the old hen at my aunt's house has mutated, and the pig legs are not that thick.
Yang Ruoqing then complimented: "My aunt is such a considerate mother-in-law!"
Mrs. Tan put down her hands, and the wrinkles on her face became proud, "It goes without saying that five sons can't resist one daughter."
Yang Ruoqing secretly glanced towards Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun.
Yang Huazhong seemed to be really bothered by what happened to Old Yangtou. He looked up at the sky with a cigarette stick in his mouth, wandering in the sky.
Sun Shi had obviously been listening to the conversation between Yang Ruoqing and Tan throughout the whole process, and her expression was very complicated.
Ms. Sun was used to the old lady's behavior of flattering others and suppressing others. After secretly shaking her head, she returned to normal and continued to organize her work.
Here, Mrs. Tan went on to talk about how Lao Wang’s family was treating guests to dinner today.
Even though she only had one eye, nothing could escape her eyes, including how many relatives came, who sat where during the banquet, etc.
"Are Dabai and Xiaohei back?" After listening for a long time, Sun realized that those two boys were not included in Tan's words. She thought they had been missed and couldn't help but ask.
After Mrs. Sun asked this question, Yang Ruoqing secretly thought something was wrong, but unfortunately she couldn't stop it.
Sure enough, Tan's originally cheerful old face was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there was no trace of smile on his face. The frown between his eyebrows seemed to be brewing with a black storm that might explode at any time.
Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, her face turned a little pale, and she stood there at a loss.
Even Yang Huazhong, who was far away from the world, felt the cold wind in the room behind him and felt a chill in his back.
“Don’t mention those two little bastards, they make people angry!” Ms. Tan said.
Tan was still frozen there, not daring to move. She didn't know whether she should continue on this topic, so she could only look to Yang Ruoqing for help.
Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly. She could have avoided this topic originally, because if the two boys performed well, no one would need to ask. Aunt Meier would have taken the initiative to talk about it before.
But since my mother has poked this hornet's nest, she is the only girl to take over the stick in her hand.
"Miscellaneous, what's going on with the two of them? I see you're so angry, tell me and I'll help you vent your anger!"
(End of this chapter)