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Chapter 1725 Movement

So when Yang Ruoqing saw this young man standing in front of her, she felt so strange.

Yang Yongzhi probably felt the same way, so he quickly turned sideways and pulled the young woman behind him over.

"What about that, Qing'er, this is your third sister-in-law."

"In the future, I need you to take more care of me..." Yang Yongzhi said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes then fell on her third sister-in-law, Chen Jinhong.

Chen Jinhong also raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, with a shy smile on his face.

"Sister Qing'er, I often heard your third brother talk about you in the past, saying that you are the most capable and can make our old Yang family and the whole village rich..." Chen Jinhong said with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and smiled modestly.

"The third brother and the third sister-in-law are so complimentary, it's just you guys who are promoting me."

"Well, hurry up and take my little nephew into the house, drink tea and eat some melon seeds."

Yang Ruoqing greeted Yang Yongzhi and the others into the main room.

He, along with Yang Huamei and others, also entered the main room.

In the main room, Old Yangtou saw them coming in and was excited again.

"Oh, my great-grandson is here, hurry, hurry, let the great-grandfather hug him!"

The smile on Lao Yangtou's face couldn't be contained. He reached out and took the little baby from Chen Jinhong's arms, holding it there and teasing it.

What kind of interaction can a child over fifty days old have with you?

But Old Yangtou insisted on saying that the child smiled at him.

Mrs. Tan was sitting next to Old Yang's head, with her eyes out of sight, but her head was also tilted towards Old Yang's head, obviously paying attention to her great-grandson's movements.

The old couple pampered the child so much, and everyone else couldn't help but praise him.

So, you teased him, and so did he, and this child suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Yang Yongzhi and Chen Jinhong stood aside. Yang Yongzhi grinned with pride on his face.

Chen Jinhong stood aside, looking past everyone in the hall.

His thin lips were slightly raised, a bit of pride flashed in his eyes, and his waist was straightened up.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were busy making tea for Tan and the others, while Bao Bao and other children were playing in the yard.

In the main room, Yang Huamei came in with Xiao Hei in her arms.

Xiao Hei is more than one and a half years old and will be two years old by the Chinese New Year.

Put it on the ground and you can already walk crookedly.

After Yang Huamei entered the main room, she put Xiao Hei on the ground and went over to serve tea.

Xiao Hei walked crookedly to Lao Yangtou's legs, stretched out his arms and hugged Lao Yangtou's legs.

"Ah! Ah!"

Xiao Hei stuck out his butt, raised one hand, and pointed hard at the table.

This is the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table. Old Yangtou is sitting at the table. There are tea bowls, various plates with melon seeds and pastries on the table.

When Xiao Hei was brought in by Yang Huamei, he immediately saw the food on the table.

Seeing that Lao Yangtou ignored him, he put his feet up, stepped on the rails of the chair where Lao Yangtou was sitting, and tried his best to lift his body up.

Everyone's attention fell on the great-grandson held by Old Yangtou.

Xiao Hei was so small that no one noticed that he had sneaked over to Old Yangtou. Even Wang Hong thought Xiao Hei was being held by Yang Huamei.

until……

"boom!"

The crisp sound of the teacup falling to the ground was heard, and then Xiao Hei's heartbreaking cry sounded.

"Oh, why is there a child at my feet?"

Only then did Lao Yangtou find Xiao Hei lying at his feet, with tea leaves on his head and his body covered with tea.

Lao Yangtou was suddenly startled, and quickly pushed his great-grandson to the Tan family next to him, and quickly leaned over to hug Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Hei, how are you..." Old Yang coaxed hurriedly, and Wang Hongquan and others swarmed over.

"Oh, isn't Xiaohei brought by his mother? How come he came here alone?" Wang Hongquan said loudly.

Seeing his grandson like this, Wang Hongquan was heartbroken.

At this time, Yang Huamei, who had just taken a few sips of tea over there, heard the commotion and rushed into the crowd.

She snatched Xiao Hei from Lao Yangtou's arms and quickly checked the child.

Lao Yangtou said quickly from the side: "I wasn't paying attention at that moment. I don't know why Xiao Hei came to my feet."

"It was so loud, I thought it was a puppy moving under the table, so I didn't pay attention."

"Meier, is the child okay? Logically speaking, his clothes should have gotten a little wet. The tea is warm and not scalding, but you have to be more careful next time and don't let the child run around..."

Old Yangtou said nonchalantly.

Yang Huamei finished checking the child's condition at this time. Fortunately, there was no problem with the iron.

Yang Huamei turned around and looked at the marks on the ground, then looked at Old Yangtou and Tan.

Then, she suddenly held Xiao Hei down and slapped Xiao Hei's butt hard several times.

Xiao Hei was wearing crotchless pants, and the slap on Xiao Hei's butt made a fierce sound.

The beating made Xiao Hei cry, and the people around him could hear their eyebrows pounding.

Wang Shuanzi rushed in from outside and handed Dabai in his arms to Wang Hongquan, while he grabbed Yang Huamei's hand.

"The child is ignorant and was frightened just now. Why did you beat him?" Wang Shuanzi asked.

Yang Huamei looked up, her face flushed.

"This kid deserves to be beaten, call him skinny, make him run around blindly because he doesn't know the pain, what the hell are you running around for? No one is looking at him, he deserves to be burned to death!" Yang Huamei said.

This... is very resentful!

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to come over to persuade her, but when she heard Yang Huamei's words, she stopped and looked at Old Yang.

Then, she found that the other people in the room were also looking at Old Yangtou in unison.

Old Yangtou's expression changed several times.

The old man also realized something, and rubbed his hands together to explain: "Meier, if you are angry at me, just come at me, and don't hit Xiao Hei again."

"It's my fault. It's my carelessness that caused Xiao Hei to get burned. If you want to scold me, just scold me. Don't hit the child..."

Yang Huamei turned a deaf ear to Old Yangtou's words, and slapped Xiao Hei's butt twice so hard that it turned red.

"No one is to blame, he deserves it."

Yang Huamei said, picking up Xiao Hei who was crying so hard that his face was deformed and walked towards the door angrily.

"I'll take him back to change clothes. You can eat, we won't eat!"

The movement here alarmed the women in the backyard. Everyone rushed over and heard about the situation.

"Mei'er is angry, what should we do?" Old Yang was a little anxious.

No one knows what to do. This is their own child, so what can they do?

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "I'll go take a look, and you guys can get on with your business."

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing quickly walked out of the house and chased Yang Huamei.

Lao Wang's house, in Yang Huamei's house.
Chapter completed!
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