The object of this fantasy is like the crops in the field, changing one after another.

From the beginning of the village to the end of the village, the young ladies and the young wives are all somewhat pretty.

They have all been the heroines of several episodes in Yang Huaan's fantasy space.

At this moment, Yang Huaan was flipping through the yellowed pages of the book in his hand, but his mind couldn't help but think of the scene in his son-in-law's house next door that he had peeped into two days ago...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

He was startled, and when he asked, the book had been rolled up into a tube and stuffed into his clothes.

"Dad, it's me, I'm the eighth sister."

Cao Bamei's voice came from the door of the house.

"What's going on?" Yang Hua'an asked.

Cao Bamei said: "Well, the sun is nice today, I want to ask dad if you want the quilts in your house to be dried?"

So this is what happened? Yang Huaan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then let it dry in the air!" he said.

Then he got up and went over to open the door.

Cao Bamei glanced at Yang Huaan timidly.

Yang Huaan had a straight face and stepped aside to make way.

Cao Bamei hurried in, went straight to the bed over there, leaned down and hugged the messy quilt on the bed.

Yang Huaan stood by the door, looking at Cao Bamei's back.

When other women lean down, their curves are so beautiful, especially...

This second daughter-in-law is not interesting at all even when she bends down!

The front is flat and the back is flat, and apart from being squatting and peeing, there is really no other characteristic of a woman.

The second child has really seen a ghost. He is so fascinated by such a dry and thin woman?

Yang Huaan frowned and shook his head secretly.

At this time, Cao Bamei picked up the two quilts and turned around.

By chance, his eyes met with Yang Huaan's.

Cao Bamei was startled.

Why is my father-in-law looking at me like this?

Cao Bamei panicked and quickly lowered her head and ran out of the house.

Yang Huaan also turned around and looked at his daughter-in-law running away.

He raised his hand to touch his shaved chin and narrowed his eyes.

With such a thin and flat body, he has really good physical strength.

She could easily hold up two quilts, but how could she bear them when the two boys were acting so wildly at night?

As skinny as bean sprouts and can’t be folded?

This woman is really a strange thing.

Driven by curiosity, Yang Hua'an followed Cao Bamei out of the house and outside the main room.

Outside the main hall is a bluestone road with large sycamore trees planted on the roadside.

This kind of sycamore tree can be found everywhere in the village.

It is very convenient to place a long bamboo pole on the branches of two sycamore trees to dry clothes and quilts.

At this time, Cao Bamei stood up on tiptoes, put the two quilts on the bamboo poles, and was pulling the two sides to try to make them look nice and smooth.

A corner of the quilt was lifted, and a man's enlarged face appeared before his eyes.

The four eyes stared together, and Cao Bamei screamed in fright and took a step back.

"Dad, when did you come out?"

Cao Bamei asked, stroking her chest.

The heart was still beating wildly.

Yang Huaan glared at her and said angrily: "When will I come out and do I have to report to you?"

Glancing at Cao Bamei's frightened look, Yang Huaan said with a dark face: "I'm not a ghost, why do you look like that!"

Cao Bamei quickly lowered her head and did not dare to pat her chest again.

After the quilt was dried, she was about to enter the house, but Yang Huaan called her to stop her.

"Dad, do you have any other instructions?" she asked respectfully.

Yang Hua'an said: "I want to ask you something."

"What's going on?" she asked.

"How are you doing these days, brother? Is there anything wrong?" he asked.

Cao Bamei was stunned for a moment, confused.

"He didn't tell me what he was unhappy about. It should be that nothing went wrong." Cao Bamei said.

"Dad, why do you ask that? Could it be that Yongjin told you where he feels uncomfortable?"

Thinking of this, Cao Bamei suddenly became nervous.

Yang Huaan's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt.

But he waved his hand: "It's okay. As a father, I just care about my son. Even though that kid doesn't want to see me, I still have to care about him!"

Yang Huaan said.

There was a murmur in my heart.

Since there's nothing wrong with the boy's body, why hasn't he been causing trouble these past few nights?

It made me stand on the table for a long time in the past few nights. When I slept until midnight, when I got up to pee, I couldn't help but climb up on the table and take a look at the hole.

See if there's anything there next door.

It's a pity that I didn't see this for several nights.

Did he fail to catch up? Or did he not make trouble at all?

This issue is what Yang Huaan has been studying these days.

But here, Cao Bamei didn't understand Yang Huaan's dirty thoughts.

When she heard Yang Huaan's words just now, she couldn't help but be moved.

"Don't worry, dad. I will definitely take good care of Yongjin. If he feels uncomfortable, I will call a doctor."

She spoke out.

Yang Huaan said 'hmm' and waved his hand, "You can go about your business, I'll go somewhere else."

Then, with his hands behind his back, he walked away with a graceful step.

Yang Huaan walked away with his front foot, and Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoyu came over with his back foot.

"Eight sisters, what are you looking at, so fascinated? We called you several times but you didn't answer."

Yang Ruoqing came over directly and patted Cao Bamei on the shoulder and said.

Cao Bamei came back to her senses and was very happy to see the two people in front of her.

"Qing'er, Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

she asked, stretching out her hands and taking one with each hand.

"When we have time, we'll come over and chat with you." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Cao Bamei nodded repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing asked again: "What were you looking at just now?"

Cao Bamei was startled for a moment, and then told Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoyu what Yang Huaan had just said with a novel look on her face.

"My father-in-law actually cared about Yongjin's health. I thought I heard wrong. It turns out that he still cares about people, right?"

Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

"Everyone can show concern with words, but the key lies in actions!" she said.

From the side, Xiaoyu poked his head over and said, "Maybe Uncle Yang discovered it because of his conscience!"

"Then what did he do earlier?" Yang Ruoqing blocked Xiaoyu back with just one sentence.

Then she looked away and said to Cao Bamei: "I know my uncle's character very well. He is like a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken. He has no good intentions."

"The more he cares about you like this, the more likely he is to have some ulterior motive."

"Anyway, you and your second brother need to be careful. My uncle is a ghost. He also studied and is very scheming!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Cao Bamei was stunned for a while.

"Well, don't worry, Qing'er, I know what's going on," she said.

Greeting Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yu: "Come on, let's go into the house and talk."

The three of them entered the house happily.

"Ah, there is a woman in this family who can cause trouble, it's just different!"
Chapter completed!