Soon, Mrs. Sun and others also came back.

In this cold weather, every drop of water turned into ice, but they were all sweating from the torment.

"What's going on right now?" Old Yang asked Sun.

Sun said: "Send her back, get some water for her to wash, and find a pair of clean pants to put on."

"Seeing as she ran out earlier, probably through the courtyard wall, we didn't dare to let her stay in the courtyard anymore, so we had to temporarily lock her in the house again."

"When the second brother comes back later, he won't be angry and let us lock her into the house again, right?"

Mrs. Sun asked a little worriedly.

Old Yangtou snorted coldly.

"We helped him clean up such a mess. I've lived for most of my life and I haven't shoveled anyone's shit. How dare he get angry? I'll beat him to death!"

Hearing what Old Yangtou said, Sun's heart dropped into her stomach.

After lunch, not long after, Yang Hualin rushed back to the village in Yang Huaming's carriage.

On the way, Yang Huaming had already told Qian's feat. After Yang Hualin got off the car at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't bother to apologize to Old Yang, and ran to Qian's side like a gust of wind.

Old Yang waited for a while, and Yang Hualin came over.

He was also covered in hot sweat and looked embarrassed.

"You found a good wife, a good woman, but you have completely disgraced our old Yang family, and even asked your father and your brothers to shovel her shit!"

After Yang Hualin came in, Old Yang held him in his hands and scolded him.

Yang Hualin stood there with shame on his face, his head drooped, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"I didn't expect that she knew how to climb the courtyard wall. When I go back later, I will get some bamboo fences or something and make them higher."

When Old Yangtou had finished scolding him, Yang Hualin reluctantly spoke.

Old Yang sighed and waved his hands: "I don't want to say anything anymore. After seeing you two, I don't even have the heart to celebrate the New Year."

"Let's go, let's go back. You can go back wherever you want. My hands are rotten."

"Old Third, go back and prepare sacrifices and light incense for your ancestors. Come on!" Old Yang ordered to Yang Huazhong beside him.

Yang Huazhong smiled: "Dad, we shoveled together, have you forgotten?"

Old Yang was startled for a moment and then remembered.

"Hey, that's all, let's talk about it then!"

The old man said, glaring at Yang Hualin again: "Why are you still doing this? Come on, let's go, it won't make me upset!"

Yang Hualin looked ashamed, thanked Yang Huazhong and Sun, said a few words of gratitude, and then walked away in a hurry.

In the next two days, Qian had no chance to sneak out of the yard.

Yang Hualin also took a break from business and stayed at home to take care of Qian's family and prepare for the New Year.

"Boy Jin, eighth sister, my second uncle has something to ask of you."

On the afternoon of the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, after setting off the firecrackers and welcoming his ancestors back home to celebrate the New Year, Yang Hualin secretly found Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei.

"Second uncle, what's the matter? Tell me." Yang Yongjin said.

Yang Hualin said: "Well, Fu'er's mother's condition is not very stable these days. I can't spare the time to take care of Fu'er. Can you and my sister-in-law please help me take care of her for a few more days?"

"Ms. Fu'er is taking medicine. As soon as her condition gets better, I will take Fu'er over."

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei exchanged glances, and Yang Yongjin said: "Second uncle, you have to ask my mother about this."

"Because she is the one taking care of Fu'er. If she wants, that's fine."

Yang Hualin nodded.

It just so happened that Jin came over with Fu'er in her arms at this moment.

Fu'er is a few days older than the two twins in Yang Huamei's family, and looks almost a year old.

Jin held him in his arms. This child has been taken care of by Jin for the past six months. Since then, he has started to recognize people, and he has also recognized Jin.

So Jin held him, and he was very happy, holding a black sesame candy in his hand and licking it.

Seeing Fu'er coming over, Yang Hualin's eyes felt warm.

He came over to Fu'er and stretched out his hands towards Fu'er: "Fu'er, come here, daddy, give me a hug..."

Fu'er glanced at Yang Hualin, then twisted and hugged Jin's neck.

Yang Hualin was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned behind Jin to tease Fu'er.

Fu'er was unhappy and turned his head away again, grinning and crying.

Jin couldn't speak, so he kept coaxing her.

Fu'er was still crying and started crying when she saw Yang Hualin. Jin had no choice but to take Fu'er for a walk outside the house.

Here, Yang Hualin stood aside, looking at the leaving figures of Jin and Fu'er, feeling very embarrassed.

"If this continues, none of my three children will kiss me anymore..." Yang Hualin sighed.

Yang Yongjin didn't know what to say, so he stood silent.

Cao Bamei said: "You will reap what you sow. If you had known what it would be like today, why would you, uncle, do it in the first place?"

"It's very tiring to take care of children. You have to stay up late at night."

"My mother-in-law is getting old. In order to bring you blessings for your second uncle, she didn't even have time to bring them when we came home from embroidery."

"Second uncle, you'd better deal with the Qian family quickly and take Fu'er away quickly. It's not that I can't tolerate this child, but his mother is really disgusting!"

Cao Bamei said unceremoniously.

Next to him, Yang Yongjin winked at Cao Bamei several times, but Cao Bamei pretended not to notice.

Hearing these words of Cao Bamei, Yang Hualin looked at Yang Yongjin again.

Yang Yongjin looked embarrassed, but he braced himself and said, "Eighth sister is a straight-headed person. She can say whatever she wants, but what she says is also true. Second uncle, please don't be angry."

Yang Hualin looked ashamed and nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll make arrangements over there and I'll take Fu'er back as soon as possible."

After Yang Hualin left, Yang Yongjin said to Cao Bamei: "I just winked at you, and I couldn't stop it no matter what. What you said now was too direct..."

Cao Bamei said: "I did it on purpose."

"Why?" Yang Yongjin asked.

Cao Bamei sneered: "Your second uncle has been obsessed with Qian's ghost. His palms and backs are all flesh. He only thinks about pretending to be Qian's mother and son."

"Look, if you come here, can you go and take a look at Boy Bai in the room over there?"

"Fu'er is not pitiful. He has a father and a mother. The really pitiable ones are Lan Yatou and Bai Xiaozi. Do you understand?" Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Yongjin was speechless.

"For the past few months, we have been living in the town, and my fourth brother has been working in the restaurant with us." He continued.

"It's just Mom and Fu'er at home. Fu'er is always with my mother. I'm really worried that Fu'er will be picked up later and my mother will feel sad..." Yang Yongjin said.

Mentioning this, Cao Bamei also frowned slightly.

"Even if you have a dog, if someone takes it away, you will be sad for a while, let alone the child you raised by yourself?" she said.
Chapter completed!