Chapter 7849 Like a man
Yang Huaming suddenly realized.
He grinned and stood up straight, "Hey, I don't think it's a big deal. What's the reason for doing this for a long time?"
Yang Huaming looked indifferent. With his look and understatement, not to mention Mr. Tan, even Lao Yangtou, who secretly stood by him and supported the man's pursuit of pleasure, was a little unhappy.
"Fourth, don't act like a fool, be more serious!" the old man shouted.
Yang Huaming was even happier. He shook his shoulders and said, "Dad, how am I not serious? I went to see Xiaojuan, so what?"
"She is a tough mother, I went to see her. She told her not to come to Changping Village from now on."
"Since she did that kind of thing of drinking with people, no one will care for her when she gets old and loses her lust. In the end, don’t tell anyone that she has a son!”
Lao Yang was stunned, “Ah? Is that really what you went for?”
< br>Yang Huaming smiled: "Dad, what do you think I am? A good horse never turns back. It was Xiaojuan who first disliked me for being poor and didn't want to share hardships with me."
"Would I beg that kind of woman again? Have I, Yang Huaming, never seen a woman? Or am I missing a kneecap?"
Old Yangtou was silent.
At this time, Tan, who had been angry all day and night, suddenly laughed, and his attitude also made a 180-degree turn.
"The Fourth said it well, like a man!"
Tan stepped on her little feet and came to Yang Huaming with a smile. She stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand to Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming subconsciously stepped back and raised his arms to protect his face, fearing that Mrs. Tan would slap him again.
Tan's hand paused in the air, and she smiled and cursed Yang Huaming: "Look at how useless you are, I won't hit you!"
"But I can't trust my mother!"
Although Yang Huaming said this, he still lowered his hands honestly.
Tan took the opportunity to stand on tiptoes and raised her hands to straighten the folds of his clothes on his shoulders.
And he said to him kindly: "Yesterday, I heard your mother-in-law come back and cry, saying that you went to find the vixen. She was so angry that she rolled on the floor, and I was so angry that I sharpened my scissors all night."
"Now. You came back alone, didn’t you? Bring the vixen here, I’ll be relieved!”
“What? Mom, what do you want to do?”
Yang Huaming’s eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he stepped back in fear. Tight legs.
Old Yang in the wheelchair also had a dark face and quietly lifted up the blanket covering his legs.
Tan glared at Yang Huaming, "Why are you scared? I sharpen the scissors to scratch the vixen's face, so that she won't confuse you again!"
"Oh, so that's it." Yang Huaming breathed a sigh of relief again.
Tan glanced at Old Yang's head, and then praised Yang Huaming: "You are more promising than your father. You are not like a male dog in heat, following a bitch to lick her butt!"
"Hehe..." Yang Huaming scratched his head and smiled, and quietly glanced at Old Yang.
Old Yangtou choked and coughed at Tan's words.
"Did you see it? He felt guilty when I mentioned vixen. He would only be honest if he hung the portrait on the wall."
"Are you done with this crazy bitch?"
Old Yang Tou took the time to yell at Mr. Tan while coughing, and the old man's face turned the color of pig liver.
"What can I say? What else can you do to me?" Mrs. Tan turned around calmly, squinting at Old Yang's head, with a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying his anger at the moment. and pain from coughing. Yang Huazhong and Sun both stood by to persuade Tan to stop talking, but Tan ignored them.
Lao Yangtou gasped and waved his hands to Yang Huazhong and the others: "Don't try to persuade her, no one can stop her when she is a mad dog biting people, let her bite, no matter what, I won't lose even half a piece of flesh!"
< br>Tan sneered: "I used to protect your face and was too lazy to talk about your nonsense, but now I know that you don't want your face,"
"Since you don't want to be old, then old age will help you, you old man, I miss you back then..."
"Oh my, I just heard my grandma settling an old score with me when I came in? I can catch up. Yes, I’ll listen too.”
In this moment of tension and smoke, there are still people who can laugh and walk into the main room.
Looking at everyone in the old Yang family, who else could be there besides Yang Ruoqing?
"Fat Ya, you are here at the right time. If you are literate, write all this down later and tell it to the storyteller in the tea house, so that all the villages in the ten miles and eight miles will know about this old man's scandal!"
Mrs. Tan caught Yang Ruoqing and asked her to bring a pen and paper to take notes.
Yang Ruoqing nodded seriously, "Nai, please speak openly, I don't use paper and pen, I use my brain to memorize, I have a good memory."
"Wait until I get back, then Write it down word by word, print it into a booklet, and send it to storytellers in major teahouses and restaurants, so everyone can have a copy, how about it?”
Mrs. Tan clapped her hands, "Okay, okay, we will ruin this old man's reputation and make him lose his face as a human being!"
Besides, others were stunned when they heard the conversation between the nanny and grandson.
As the person involved, Lao Yangtou was even more frightened and angry, his lips trembled and his face turned green.
Both Yang Huazhong and Sun were giving Yang Ruoqing secret looks, but Yang Ruoqing deliberately didn't see it.
Not only that, she also held Tan's arm affectionately and said with a smile: "Mistress, before recording these things, can I ask you a question first?"
Mrs. Tan was in a good mood and was ready to expose Old Yangtou's scandal to the end. She raised her eyebrows and said, "What? Ask!"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mistress, how much have you cared about my father in your whole life?" ?”
“What? What did you say?”
Tan held her left ear and put it against Yang Ruoqing’s mouth.
Yang Ruoqing leaned against Tan's left ear and shouted loudly: "Miscellaneous, I mean, you like my father, you love him so much!"
"You damn fat girl, what are you talking about!"
Tan stepped aside as if she was electrocuted, and looked at Yang Ruoqing as if she had seen a ghost.
She asked with her ears closed because she didn't hear clearly what Yang Ruoqing asked, or maybe she heard it, but she didn't believe she would ask that kind of question, so she wanted to confirm whether Yang Ruoqing was crazy.
"I don't care about him? Just rest, I won't care about him even if all the men in the world die!" Tan spat fiercely on the ground and stamped his feet, as if this was the only way to get worse. The credibility of her words.
Yang Ruoqing still smiled and said calmly: "Nai, I'm not talking nonsense, because people say that good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and love and hate follow each other."
"There is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason. How deeply a woman hates a man means how deeply she loves him. The two are inseparable..."
"Okay, okay, okay, stop talking!" Tan stamped his feet and moved his hands as if they were equipped with small electric motors.
"What kind of love is this? It sounds ridiculous. I'm too old to talk about it!" Tan said again.
Yang Ruoqing also became serious, "Okay, I won't talk about it, let's talk about your hatred for my father!"
(End of this chapter)