Mrs. Tan looked stunned.

She thought she heard wrongly, and these words would come from Mrs. Liu's mouth!

Mrs. Tan immediately put her hands on her hips and sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm on Ms. Liu's body.

"There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the worst is not having an heir. If you can't give birth to a son, can you handle the money that the matchmaker of our old Yang family is marrying?"

"Men are heaven and women are earth. It is only natural that the fourth child has a woman outside!"

"If you can't have a son this time, you don't need the fourth child. I'll make the decision to give him a younger one!"

"My fourth son's bloodline must not be cut off on a useless woman like you, who only eats food but cannot lay eggs..."

"Ouch~"

Mrs. Liu seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Covering his face with his hands, he turned around and fell on the bed crying.

The two girls were too frightened to say a word when Mr. Tan came in with a sinister air.

At this moment, he was huddled on the side of the bed, shaking into a ball.

"Damn mother-in-law, if you keep howling and disturbing people so much that they can't sleep, go back to Liujia Village tomorrow. When you give birth to a son, you will come back! If you can't give birth to a son, you can't expect to come back in your life!"

After saying these words, Tan turned around and walked out of the house, heading straight towards Yang Huazhou's house opposite.

Here, Mrs. Liu clenched her teeth on the quilt, crying until her body twitched into a ball, but she didn't dare to make any sound.

From the room opposite, Tan's voice was heard scolding Yang Huaming again.

"You bastard, did you use this good skin that your parents gave you to do these things?"

"All the sweet and smelly people have gone forward all day long, wasted their money, and later contracted a shameful disease. You are the one to cry!"

"..."

After Mrs. Tan scolded her son and daughter-in-law, she went back to the house angrily.

There was a soybean oil lamp on the table in the room. Old Yang, with his coat wrapped around his head, was sitting on the bed smoking a dry cigarette.

Seeing Mrs. Tan enter the house, Old Yangtou pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth.

"What's going on with the fourth child and his wife? Why are they making such a fuss in the middle of the night?" Lao Yangtou asked.

Mrs. Tan was following the bolt of the door. After bolting it, she went to the table to pour some tea.

Hearing this, she snorted softly.

"What else could it be for? It's not just the trivial matter in bed. The fourth daughter-in-law has a grudge in her heart, so she just makes trouble with the fourth child!"

"Is that why?" Old Yangtou was a little dumbfounded.

Then he thought of something, and Old Yangtou's expression changed.

"Isn't it okay for the fourth child?"

Men know men, Lao Yangtou blurted out.

When Mr. Tan, who was pouring tea, heard this, he spat on the ground several times.

"Bah, bah, bah, look at you, what are you saying?" said Tan.

"Aren't I worried? Oh, I have so much to worry about!" Lao Yangtou sighed, then stuffed the dry tobacco stick back into his mouth.

As long as it's not impossible, then it's okay.

She also hopes that her fourth son will give birth to a son so that he can expand the branches and leaves of the old Yang family!

Over there, Mrs. Tan drank tea, and her burning throat felt better.

She wiped the tea stains off her mouth and walked towards the bed.

"Ms. Liu is restless. She is so angry even though she is pregnant. She pesters our fourth child at night."

She sat down on the edge of the bed, bent down to take off her shoes, and continued talking.

"This woman is pregnant. You can't touch her for the first three months and the next three months."

"Our fourth child was worried about these things, so he didn't respond to her request. It made her angry, and she started to think about it."

"Our son went to Lao Wu's house to hide his innocence. Oh!"

Old Yangtou listened silently, and after a while, he pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth.

"There happen to be two empty rooms in the west wing opposite. They used to live in the third room."

Old Yangtou thought about it and said: "Tomorrow, let them tidy up and allocate one room to four rooms."

"Well, the fourth child also mentioned this to me two days ago, saying that the third child was about to be born and it was not appropriate for five people to live in one room. I didn't respond at the time."

As Tan said, he also got on the bed and pulled the quilt over him.

Lao Yangtou nodded: "That room will be cleaned up tomorrow, and I will ask the fourth child to move in first."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Tan said.

"Lao Wu, prepare a gift later and ask him to go to Zhoujia Village to get married." Lao Yangtou ordered again.

Tan had no objection.

Seeing that Old Yangtou didn't give any other instructions, Mrs. Tan took Old Yangtou's tobacco stick and placed it on the small stool beside the bed.

She blew out the light again, and just as she lay back on her bed, an old but powerful hand stretched out.

It was all in the dark, which frightened Mrs. Tan.

"You damn old ghost, what are you doing if you don't sleep?" asked Tan angrily.

Inside the dark old cloth tent, Old Yang's suppressed laughter was a bit obscene and petty.

"Mother Mei, how about we do some tinkering?"

"A handful of old bones, you're not afraid of them falling apart?"

"Hehe, I am still a precious sword..."

Old Yang's rough hands were already groping around Tan's body, which was as flat as a coffin board...

"You are an old and dishonest person, you are not shy or impetuous..."

Tan cursed lowly and pretended to resist for a few times before being restrained by Old Yangtou.

"Hehe, when you were young, didn't you just care about my lack of shame and impatience? Otherwise, why would you come to this brood of sons and daughters?"

"Stop talking, shameless!"

"Hey, don't tell me, don't tell me..."

Just when the fourth daughter-in-law next door was dying of thirst, the mother-in-law Tan, who was just across the wall, was enjoying the moisture of the rain and dew...

It's a lonely night.

It was also a restless night.

For the Yang Ruoqing family in the backyard of Lao Yang's house, this was a busy night.

In the middle of the night, all the tofu was finally done.

Twelve pounds of soybeans made a total of sixty pounds of tofu.

Fifty pounds of tofu were requested by the restaurant. Yang Ruoqing cut them into half-pound pieces, put them all into four wooden barrels, and soaked them in clean well water.

There was also ten pounds of tofu, which she also cut into twenty square pieces.

"Mom, of the twenty pieces of tofu, we will keep four pieces for ourselves. The remaining sixteen pieces will be given to Uncle Chang Geng, Uncle Daniu, Uncle Luo, and grandma, four pieces each."

Yang Ruoqing was there to distribute.

Mrs. Sun listened attentively, nodded and said: "Chang Geng and Daniu's family have many children. Four pieces of tofu are cooked in two batches. Each batch can fill a big bowl!"

Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes and smiled.

"The share from Uncle Daniel's house, I'll take it with me when I go to borrow the wheelbarrow tomorrow morning," she said.

"Mom, you can send the remaining ones to them one by one tomorrow morning."

"It's done!"

"By the way, Qing'er, didn't you come home earlier and say you wanted your fifth uncle to help drive a unicycle?"

"Well, I have this idea. It would be embarrassing to bother Uncle Da Niu's house all the time!" Yang Ruoqing said.

It's a slack time for farming, so Uncle Danniu's wheelbarrow is resting at home.

When next spring comes, the work in the fields will become busy, and even the wheelbarrows and bullock carts will have no time to spare.

"What's wrong, mother?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Chapter completed!