Chapter 8638 Don’t come to my house
Lao Yang raised his hand and wiped his face, smiling bitterly: "I don’t even dislike your old orange-skinned face, but you dislike me in turn? Come on, you love Go or not!"
Tan turned her face away, deliberately not looking at Old Yang.
Lao Yang shook his head, patted the armrest of the wheelchair again, turned around and headed for the door.
Yang Huazhong saw Tan's reaction in his eyes and was secretly happy.
As long as Mom didn't say any vicious words, she should have agreed to go over for the New Year's Eve dinner that night, and the behavior just now was, to put it bluntly, she was arguing with Dad.
"Mom, it's settled, let's go back first, and I'll come to pick you up later."
Yang Huazhong dropped these words and turned around to chase after Lao Yangtou.
In the main room, Mrs. Tan turned her head and saw Wang Hongquan looking at her with envy. Mrs. Tan suddenly felt a sense of superiority.
The old lady raised her hand and stroked her oiled head. The hair was smooth, without any wrinkles, and felt as smooth as touching mink fur.
"Oh, it's troublesome to have too many sons. During the Chinese New Year, the host's family invites the west's family, unlike some people who don't have a son and can only shamelessly live with their grandchildren..."
Wang Hongquan His face suddenly changed and became ugly and ugly.
It happened that Yang Huamei also came out of the west room. When she heard what Tan said, Yang Huamei paused and her face sank.
Seeing that Tan seemed to want to show off to Wang Hongquan, Yang Huamei coughed hard and interrupted Tan's words.
"Mom, what are you talking about? You actually use such words to tease my father-in-law?"
Yang Huamei's voice was cold, like a knife. Tan felt a chill running down her spine. When she turned around, she saw a pair of eyes that were colder than knives.
"Mei'er, you heard wrong, mother didn't mean that..."
"Then what do you mean?"
Yang Huamei stepped forward and asked Tan .
"You can do whatever you want to tease my father-in-law, but I won't say a word because you are my mother."
"But if you use the matter of his dead son to get rid of him, don't you think about who his dead son is? He is my man, Shuanzi, and your son-in-law!"
Tan The skin on his face twitched and turned blue and purple, and there was some annoyance in his eyes.
"Mei'er, I, I really didn't mean that, I just said it casually."
Yang Huamei sneered, "What a casual saying, mother, you keep saying that you love me the most Old girl, you do everything for me, this old girl, but I feel that you don’t feel sorry for me at all. If you feel sorry for me, You should feel sorry for me that I became a widow at the age of thirty-four!"
Tan frowned, clapped her hands and said, "Why doesn't my mother feel bad about you being widowed? If she didn't feel bad about it, she wouldn't have felt bad at the beginning. I wanted to match you up with that man from the Zhang family, but I didn’t expect that Liao Meiying intercepted me! Who can blame me?”
Yang Huamei's face turned even darker.
I feel sorry for my daughter, do you really feel so sorry for me? You should think about what you think, instead of pushing what you think is good to your daughter, you should think from your daughter's point of view.
"What? Xiaohei Tagapo, you actually have such thoughts to let my daughter-in-law remarry Zhang Youfu?"
Wang Hongquan, immersed in the pain of losing his son, was fierce. He raised his head and looked at Tan in shock, his eyes full of condemnation and anger.
Tan was not afraid of Wang Hongquan's condemnation and anger at all. She turned around and said confidently: "What? What can I do for my daughter? I haven't even blamed your Wang Shuanzi for being a consumptive and short-lived person." You cheated on my daughter, and you accuse me? "
Wang Hongquan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened: "My Shuanzi was weak, but he didn't die of illness. He got into trouble with your daughter and went into the mountains to pick wild fruits to please her, so he was bitten to death by a leopard! It was your daughter who killed him. My son!"
Tan grabbed the tea bowl on the table and threw it at Wang Hongquan.
Wang Hongquan dodged and the tea bowl hit Xiao Hei on the head. Xiao Hei originally raised his head to watch his grandfather and Granny quarreling, grinning and still snickering. In his opinion, this was very interesting, and because the two elders were quarreling, he could divert his mother's attention from him. Unexpectedly, I avoided it, but suffered disaster myself.
“Ouch!”
He covered his face, only to feel that his face was wet, and hot water mixed with tea was dripping into his collar, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Xiao Hei!"
Yang Huamei was originally shocked by Wang Hongquan's complaint, but suddenly Xiao Hei was beaten, which really attracted Yang Huamei's attention. past.
"Xiao Hei, what's going on? Where did it hit? Let me see it quickly!"
Yang Huazhong rushed to Xiao Hei, held Xiao Hei's shoulders and looked up and down.
It wasn't until this moment that she really saw her son's appearance clearly.
For a while, my son became unattractively thin. A layer of flesh seemed to have been shaved off his originally chubby face, and edges and corners appeared on his face.
The angular Xiao Hei appeared, and his facial features looked really not ugly. He was quite similar to several uncles and cousins in the old Yang family.
Unlike Dabai, Dabai is more like Wang Shuanzi regardless of skin color or facial features.
The eldest grandson is even more related to another generation and looks more like his grandfather Wang Shuanzi...
"Mom, it hurts so much. I feel like I'm going to die..."
Xiao Hei took this opportunity to bury his big head in Yang Huamei's arms and act like a baby like he did when he was a child.
Yang Huamei touched Xiao Hei's big head, and the familiar feeling came back.
No matter what his son is like, he is his son after all. Even if he kills people and sets fire, he is still his son.
What's more, this time he didn't commit murder or arson, he was just seduced by the woman from the Xu family. What hot-blooded boy can resist the woman's lust?
As the saying goes, women chase men across the veil, and men chase women across mountains. This is not my son’s fault, it’s the daughter of the Xu family!
Yang Huamei figured it all out in an instant, and held Xiao Hei's head for a while. Bao felt distressed. Wang Hongquan also felt sorry for his eldest grandson, and quickly went to the kitchen to ask Hongmei to bring hot water to wipe Xiao Hei's head. Face.
Tan was left aside with no one paying attention. She wanted to step forward and take care of Xiao Hei, and explained to Yang Huamei that she didn't mean it. She really didn't expect to hit Xiao Hei...
As a result, Yang Huamei turned her head and glared at Mr. Tan fiercely, full of alienation and disgust, as if she was glaring at a stranger.
"Go away, don't come to my place again, just treat me as your daughter! I don't care about your love either!" Yang Huamei said through gritted teeth.
Tan's face also froze, and she looked at Yang Huamei, her eyes becoming hollow little by little.
"Mei'er, I really didn't want to hit Xiao Hei..."
"I don't want to hear it anymore," Yang Huamei shook her head, "It doesn't matter whether you did it intentionally or not, mother, I I’m tired. I’m really, really tired. Please go away. Don’t come to my house. Can we just live a quiet life behind closed doors?”
“Meier...”
“Go back!”
Yang Huamei turned away, leaving Tan with a cold look on the back of her head.
(End of this chapter)