"Brother, haven't you ever thought about going to your relatives' house over there in the county to have a good chat with your sister-in-law?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Let's talk openly and honestly. Share what's on your mind with each other."

"The key point in this matter is still here, sister-in-law. As long as sister-in-law figures it out and is willing to come back, Mother Li can't stop you and the young couple from reuniting," she said.

Yang Yongxian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "In the past six months, I have written a letter almost every other day and asked her brother to take it back to her."

"Those things I couldn't say without shame, I wrote them in black and white and showed them to her."

"She didn't reply to me even a word. I really can't figure out how there could be such a hard-hearted person in the world. I wrote so many letters and went there so many times, but I couldn't move her," he said.

Yang Ruoqing asked: "Is it possible that those letters never got into her hands?"

Yang Yongxian shook his head: "It's impossible, that's what I guessed at first."

"Later I asked her brother, and I visited her once, and I also asked her personally,"

"From her words and look, I knew she had read those letters, but she just didn't respond to me."

"Qing'er, I'm really tired."

Yang Yongxian raised his head. His face, which was originally very pale and thin, was much haggard due to the suffering of these things.

In just six months, he seemed to have aged several years.

In the past, he didn't have a beard and his body was always well-groomed, but now, he is a little sloppy.

"Brother, as a girl, I'm just an outsider, so I can't say much about the matter between you and my sister-in-law."

"Other people say that they would rather demolish ten temples than one marriage, but seeing that you are so unhappy, why don't I tell you a story," she said.

Yang Yongxian squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, it's okay to listen to the story. I'll also change my mind."

Yang Ruoqing organized her thoughts and said: "Once upon a time, there was a man sitting on a speeding carriage. Because he was in a hurry to do something urgent, the carriage could not stop and was delayed."

"But on the way, he accidentally lost one of the newly bought shoes."

"So he threw the other shoe out of the car window."

"The people traveling with him were very surprised and asked him why he did this?"

"This person said, since I can no longer wear those shoes, I might as well let them go. Maybe someone can pick up two and make a pair to wear."

"Although he himself will be barefoot for a while, he has a long road ahead and he will definitely be able to find a pair of shoes that are more suitable for him."

After the story was finished, Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Yongxian with a smile.

"Brother, eat well. While eating, think carefully about the story I told you."

She immediately stood up, turned and left.

As soon as I walked out of the house, I heard a quarrel coming from the backyard.

As soon as I heard it, it was Mrs. Liu and Yang Huamei, and there were also the sounds of children crying.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly walked to the backyard and saw Yang Huamei dragging Xiao Hei angrily out of the west room opposite.

When he came to the yard, he turned to the kitchen in the west room and pointed at the kitchen and cursed: "I've never seen someone as stingy as you. You still call me a relative. There is no sense of kinship at all."

"From now on, if I, Yang Huamei, go back and forth with your four bedrooms, I will grow up eating shit!"

Yang Huamei said fiercely.

Mrs. Liu also rushed out of the kitchen, holding the door frame of the kitchen with one hand and supporting her waist with the other.

"You are a married woman, and you are not from Lao Yang's family. You come back to eat and drink, and I serve you warm meals and dishes. That's enough to give you face. What else do you want?" Ms. Liu asked.

"What do you mean by eating and drinking? Please explain it clearly to me." Yang Huamei said loudly.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival, I took my uncle and grandson back to my parents' house to see my parents. I came here to give gifts, so what are you doing?"

"Haha, giving a gift? You have the nerve to say you are giving a gift? Bah!" Mr. Liu snorted coldly and spat on the ground.

"Don't you see how my He'er and Jinbao gave Mid-Autumn Festival gifts?"

"The big meat bones roasted in sauce that you are eating today were sent over by my He'er and Jinbao."

"what about you?"

"Not a single hair fell into my hands, and I got four more mouths to eat in vain. I served you hot meals and dishes. That's enough to give you face. What else do you want? Oops!"

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes and stood at the door with her nostrils turned upward.

Yang Huamei was so angry that her whole body trembled.

"I didn't come here empty-handed, I bought mooncakes and other gifts..."

"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Mr. Liu shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes again.

"Anyway, I didn't see a single hair here. I just saw your four mouths," she said.

Yang Huamei's face turned green with anger, "I am a married girl. Of course I am buying gifts to visit my parents. I am filial to them, not to you..."

"Yo yo yo, have you finally spoken the truth?" Mrs. Liu felt energetic again, as if she had been given a shot of chicken blood.

"You said you respect your parents, but I don't care about that. You don't care about what I cook to entertain you," Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she let go of Xiao Hei's hand and tried to rush forward to fight with Mr. Liu, but Wang Shuanzi grabbed her.

"Mei'er, just say a few words, it won't be a big deal!" Wang Shuanzi held Yang Huamei with one hand and held Dabai in his arms.

Dabai didn't understand the situation. He saw the adults tugging and tugging, and saw Xiao Hei standing on the ground crying. Dabai was frightened and opened his mouth to cry.

Lao Yangtou chased Dabai out of the east room with a dark face. He came over to hug Dabai and stood aside to coax him.

From beginning to end, Tan was nowhere to be seen in the yard.

"What's going on? Why are we making trouble again?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.

Here, seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over, Old Yangtou seemed to have met his savior.

"Qing'er, you're here at the right time. Come and persuade your aunt to stop yelling. It's embarrassing." Old Yangtou said.

Yang Huamei was still staring at Ms. Liu, neither of them convinced of the other.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Yang Huamei turned around, but before she could speak, Mrs. Liu spoke first.

"Qing'er, you came at the right time. You have always been a fair master. It's up to you to judge this matter." Mrs. Liu said.

"This month, your grandma is living in the fourth room with us. I cook and do laundry every day, and I work hard without complaint."

"Isn't it? It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your sister-in-law and her family of four come back to see the old couple. They should greet us from the fourth room."

"I cooked hot rice and served dishes, but your aunt was still picky. This dish was salty, and that dish was bland."

"There is no meat on the bones, the fish is too small, and there are many thorns..."
Chapter completed!