Chapter 9839: Resolving Resentment
“Don’t worry, Qing’er, your fourth aunt and I are not a coward. I should say what I should say and what should not be said. What kind of words should I say under any circumstances? It’s all in my heart. Qing, it depends on whether I am willing or not!"
Ms. Liu patted her chest and gave Yang Ruoqing a smile.
This smile is a sure sign of victory, and I can handle this trip easily.
In this case, Yang Ruoqing let her go and allowed her to go with her.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Lao Wang's new house.
There are no people watching the excitement at the entrance of the new house. Why?
Because before a bowl of tea, Yang Huamei had just poured a basin of foot-washing water at the door of the courtyard. The dirty water splashed, scaring the onlookers outside to curse and disperse.
Yang Huamei didn't even bother to take the basin back, so she let it fall upside down on the ground at the entrance of the yard as a deterrent.
“Oh my god, such a good footbath is lost like this, Mei’er is so heartless!”
When Mrs. Liu saw the wooden basin, she hurriedly ran over.
Yang Ruoqing thought Mrs. Liu was going to help Yang Huamei pick up the basin and take it back to the house, but Mrs. Liu kicked the basin back into the yard.
“Okay, the pot is back in the yard, and now people passing by outside can’t steal it!”
Ms. Liu clapped her hands, looking proud, as if she had done something extraordinary. thing.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, bent over and picked up the pot, brought it back under the eaves, and let it dry against the wall.
During this process, Yang Huazhong didn't pay attention to the two people behind him. He immediately entered the yard of Lao Wang's new house and went straight to the main room.
The main room was in a mess, and there was a puddle of black stuff on the ground, sticky, like paste or something, splashed on the ground.
The dustpan and broom were lying around behind the door, and there was a pile of broken bowls and residual blood stains on the floor.
“Oh my god, this is murder!”
As soon as Mrs. Liu entered the room and saw this formation, she subconsciously exclaimed.
Then, his shoulder was patted by Yang Ruoqing, and he raised his head to meet Yang Ruoqing's cold eyes.
Ms. Liu stuck out her tongue, quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth tightly.
The eyes exposed on the back of the hand showed a bit of pleading, begging Yang Ruoqing to spare her for the time being and not to drive her away...
Yang Ruoqing had no time to continue the warning, because a woman with disheveled hair, scarlet eyes and a complexion A pale woman with fierce eyes and a fierce and guarded look stumbled out of the west room, holding a mallet in her hand.
“It’s those boring chatterboxes…”
The curse in her mouth was stopped when she saw Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing appearing in the main room.
"Three, third brother?"
Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Huamei's appearance, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
"I heard that Zhuangzhuang is in a small situation, we are worried, come and see what's going on!"
His deep and deep voice seemed to bring calm courage to Yang Huamei.
The mallet in Yang Huamei's hand fell to the ground with a bang, her mouth trembled, and she said with a cry: "Third brother, I, I, I almost killed my Zhuangzhuang, Third brother, I, I almost killed him, wu ...Woooo..."
She suddenly rushed towards Yang Huazhong, hugged Yang Huazhong's waist and cried like a child.
Yang Huazhong never expected that Yang Huamei would react like this. He was suddenly hugged by his sister, and his body became stiff for a few seconds.
But soon, he also found the feeling of being an older brother. He raised his hand and gently patted Yang Huamei's back to comfort her.
"Stop crying, as long as the child is fine, let's go, take me to see how the child is doing now!"
Yang Huamei led Yang Huazhong, Yang Ruoqing and the others to the west room.
Because I was in a trance, I was supported by Yang Huazhong, and I still walked with one foot deeper and one foot shallower. Although I stopped crying, I was still twitching due to hesitation and inertia, and my shoulders were twitching. A towering one.
So, she didn't even notice that Mrs. Liu was following behind her... In the west room, Zhuang Zhuang was lying on the bed and fell asleep, with one arm on the quilt, and the little hand was wrapped with white gauze. I got a small white rice dumpling.
In his sleep, there were still tears on his chubby little face. Obviously, this stocky and silly little guy had his fill of crying.
"Is this hand injured? Have you checked elsewhere? Are you okay?" Yang Huazhong stood beside the bed, looked at Zhuang Zhuang, and asked Yang Huamei in a deep voice.
With tears in her eyes, Yang Huamei sat sideways on the bed, raised her hand and gently stroked the naturally curly hair on Zhuang Zhuang's head, and said in a low voice: "Although the rest of the body is fine, this hand There were several cuts made, the skin and flesh were so tender, the pieces of the bowl were so rough, there was a lot of blood on the clothes, on the ground..."
Yang Huamei couldn't speak any more, she covered her mouth and didn't dare to go. Think back to the scene.
I feel scared when I think about it, especially when Zhuang Zhuang rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and lay on the ground upright and twitching. It is still imprinted in Yang Huamei’s mind. Thinking about it makes him tremble all over and his hands and feet are cold. .
They all said that the child was almost over the dam.
Once it crosses the dam, it’s gone. Even the gods can’t bring it back...
“Third brother, I’m so scared. The bolt is gone. I don’t even want to live anymore. It was Zhuangzhuang, the child, who gave me birth. Hope of living."
"You said, If even Zhuangzhuang is taken away by God, what’s the point of being a human being?”
“I will really die, and there will be no point in living at all!”
Yang Huamei shed tears as she spoke.
Yang Huazhong raised his hand and patted Yang Huamei's shoulder, "Don't cry. Zhuangzhuang is blessed with great fortune. Isn't this averting danger? Just be more careful in the future!"
Yang Huamei nodded with tears in her eyes.
Yang Ruoqing looked around and asked Yang Huamei: "It's strange. It's so good. Why are there those piles of broken bowls and chopsticks in front of the door? Who dropped them?"
Being asked this question , Yang Huamei couldn't cry anymore...
"Yes, yes, yes..."
"Auntie, you didn't fall by yourself, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Yang Huamei's face suddenly turned red.
"Auntie, why did you throw the bowl? Is it because of the quarrel with my grandma?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Yang Huamei's face turned redder, and at this time, she suddenly saw Mrs. Liu.
Yang Huamei was surprised, when did Mr. Liu sneak in?
It's over, I wanted to lie to smooth over this issue, but with a big mouth like Mrs. Liu here, specifically to undermine myself, now I can't even lie to smooth over this topic!
However, Mrs. Liu bit her lips tightly and tried hard not to speak.
Because she knows that as long as she speaks, she must tell the truth and break the news!
You can’t say it, you can’t say it, you absolutely can’t say it!
Seeing Yang Huamei's reaction, Yang Ruoqing knew that she had almost guessed it, and it should be a follow-up to the mutton incident.
"Hey, aunt..."
"Qing'er, I was made angry by Xiaohei and his wife this morning, so I threw the bowl. Before I had time to empty it, Zhuangzhuang hit me. It's all my fault. , it’s all my fault...”
Yang Huamei wiped away her tears and passed the blame to Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong.
Actually, she didn't lie. The bowl pieces in the dustpan behind the door were indeed thrown after an argument with Xu Qiaohong and the others in the morning.
Later, Wang Hongquan's bowl was thrown again, and the pieces of the bowl have not been cleaned up yet.
"Auntie, we won't investigate why the bowl was thrown. You must have lost your temper and couldn't control it," Yang Ruoqing said.
"Right now, Zhuangzhuang is injured and bleeding a lot. I see that the child's face is a little weak."
"I will send some pig liver over later, you can get it for the child." Order the pork liver soup to replenish it. "
That's all. There is no more mutton, so I will top it with pork liver, hoping to resolve my aunt's resentment.
(End of this chapter)