Chapter 9270 I'm angry for you
Tan suddenly stared: "What can you say? On such an important day as the Ghost Festival, Dabai and Xiaohei don't know about it?"
"That's impossible, right? ? They are Wang Shuanzi's sons, what do they do to raise sons? They are just sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices on such important days!"
Yang Huamei blushed after being scolded like this.
“I won’t mention Xiao Hei. He is a little beast who doesn’t understand anything. If we mention him, we will get angry!” Yang Huamei said.
"It's such a hot day, it's not worth getting upset over him! Mom, don't be angry!" Yang Huamei then comforted Tan.
Ms. Tan waved her hand: "I'm not angry. Their surname is Wang, not Yang. I'm angry for you!"
Yang Huamei smiled awkwardly: "I'm not angry either, because I Knowing what kind of person he is, there is no hope for him."
"You have no hope for Xiao Hei, but what about Dabai?" Tan yelled again.
Old Yangtou also glanced at Yang Huamei with a calm expression. Obviously, the old man had the same thoughts as the old lady, and he was also dissatisfied with Dabai.
Yang Huamei became even more embarrassed, "Father, mother, Dabai should remember it. It's the Ghost Festival tomorrow. He can't make it even if he comes back early tomorrow morning!" After having an argument with Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei ran to the town."
"Dabai asked Xiao Hei about his situation, but Xiao Hei lied. Dabai even sent someone to the village. Ask me what's going on."
"Dabai also told me not to worry. He said that Xiaohei had breakfast in his shop and was clamoring to go to Lao Xu's house. Dabai sent him there himself. !”
“Dabai is like an older brother, and it’s not bad to stay with me. He even sent someone here to spread the news because he was afraid that I would be worried.”
"So, I still believe that he will come back from Zhongyuan Energy Saving."
Yang Huamei talked about what Dabai had done in the past two days, revealing her trust and satisfaction in Dabai in both words and words.
Since Yang Huamei agrees and believes that Dabai can come back, it is hard for Lao Yangtou and Tan to criticize Dabai anymore.
Let’s wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow will naturally tell.
But Old Yangtou still told Yang Huamei: "No matter what happens, you have to go to Heifeng's house in advance to buy two pieces of papyrus, an incense candle, and a firecracker to prepare."
Yang Huamei nodded.
Ms. Tan also patted Yang Huamei's leg and told her: "Remember to weigh the meat tomorrow and set out the bowls when you go back to offer sacrifices."
Yang Huamei nodded seriously again.
"Shuanzi never drank alcohol because of his poor health. This time I want to buy some wine and bring it to him so that he can have a taste of wine on the other side." She added.
Tan pursed her lips and chose not to say anything.
The daughter and son-in-law have a good relationship. At this time, whatever the daughter says or does, just let her go.
As for Old Yangtou, his eyes turned slightly red when he heard his daughter's words.
Why?
Because he couldn't help but think of his late son-in-law!
Such a good son-in-law was chosen by him personally. The only shortcoming is that he is a little weak.
In other respects, Lao Yangtou is really satisfied!
The two sons are gone, and so is the son-in-law.
While he was still living with his old bones in this world, Lao Yangtou clenched his fist and punched his thigh.
If it were possible, he would really like to use his own lifespan to give each of them ten or eight years. How great!
When it came to Wang Shuanzi, Yang Huamei couldn't laugh anymore and sat there feeling sad. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped. Mrs. Tan was not very good at comforting people, because as soon as she opened her mouth to comfort people, her words were not very effective.
For example, at this moment, when she saw that Yang Huamei was about to cry, Tan became anxious, and blurted out comforting words when her mind was hot:
"Mei'er, don't be reluctant to let go of Shuanzi. It's his own fault. Unlucky to have a short life and not reach longevity , it’s not like you poisoned him to death or anything, don’t be sad, you have to look forward, you have to live well, no matter how you die, you will die..."
Yang Huamei looked at Tan in a daze. , his mouth was mumbling, but he couldn't say a word.
Old Yang patted the armrest of the wheelchair: "Old lady, if you don't know how to comfort people, why don't you stop talking! You... ugh!"
Mr. Tan gave Old Yang a fierce look, "You are the only one who can persuade people, you are the only one with all your abilities, you are the only one who can speak, with red lips and white teeth, then you can say it!"
Old Yang opened his mouth. He wanted to take over Tan's baton and comfort Yang Huamei with a few words. However, when he opened his mouth, he found that after Tan's squeeze just now, he couldn't say a word of comfort.
The atmosphere in the main room suddenly stopped and became a little awkward.
Ms. Sun looked around quietly and was about to get up to grab some melon seeds or refill some tea for everyone to ease the embarrassment.
At this moment, Yang Ruoqing came from outside, holding a stack of yellow form papers in her hand.
"Mom, where is my dad? Is he at home?"
Yang Ruoqing rushed into the main room excitedly, but before she could stand still, a voice came over.
After asking in a loud voice, I discovered that Zhuangzhuang was sleeping on the cool bed in the corner.
Yang Huamei and Tan were sitting beside the cool bed, and Old Yangtou was sitting on the other side of the table.
Yang Ruoqing's first reaction was whether her voice would wake up the sleeping children. Then she thought about it, Zhuang Zhuang was born deaf, let alone the decibel, even if it thundered outside at this moment, he probably wouldn't be able to let it go. Wake up!
Is this a good thing?
If this is a normal person, this is indeed a good thing, but for Zhuang Zhuang, this is the most unfortunate thing in the world.
"Nai, aunt, are you all here?"
Although she knew that Zhuang Zhuang couldn't hear the sound, Yang Ruoqing still asked in a lowered voice as much as possible.
Tan nodded and didn't say much about the reason why Yang Huamei came here.
Maybe Tan felt that was embarrassing!
And Yang Huamei herself didn’t say anything, she just smiled slightly at Yang Ruoqing.
Sun got up and came to Yang Ruoqing. Seeing what she was holding, she was a little surprised and asked: "Your father has gone to Lao Wang's house, Qing'er, where are you?"
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly explained: "No, tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, half of July, and we have to burn incense and burn money bags!"
"In the past years, Tangyazi would be the one to write these things when he was at home. .”
"No, he's not at home, so I had to bring it and ask my dad to help me write it. Oh, by the way, I told my dad about this two days ago, and he asked me to bring it over."< br>
Sun nodded, reached out to take the things in Yang Ruoqing's hands, and put them properly in a drawer under the table.
"Your father and your fourth uncle went to Lao Wang's house and will probably be back soon," she said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and didn't ask more about why they went to Lao Wang's house, nor why Yang Huamei was here.
"Mom, I'll go back first, and you guys can chat."
Yang Ruoqing had no intention of meddling in other people's business and was about to leave. Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming happened to come back from Lao Wang's house at that moment.
(End of this chapter)