"If you have the granddaughter who has no time to beat up our old Yang family, why not hurry up and pack a few clothes and let Mr. Zhi take you away early tomorrow morning. Our old Yangtou temple is small and cannot afford to support a big Buddha like you!" Old Yangtou didn't.

said angrily.

Mrs. Liu looked aggrieved and said weakly: "Dad, I really know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?"

But Old Yangtou shook his head with an indifferent expression, "If I had known what would happen today, why bother? At this point, it's useless to say anything, just go back to the house and pick it up!"

After saying this, Old Yang turned around and returned to the east room opposite.

Mrs. Liu also turned around, dragged her numb legs back to the west room, then threw herself into the quilt and cried loudly.

…

Originally, we agreed to go back by ourselves and there was no need to pick her up. However, when Yang Ruoqing just walked out of the main entrance of Lao Yang's house, Yang Huazhong and Sun came to pick her up.

"Father, mother, why are you here?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Sun said: "Seeing as you haven't come back for so long, how can your father and I sleep? So, are you going back?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Here, Yang Huazhong said to Yang Yongzhi who was following Yang Ruoqing: "Boy Zhi, you don't need to send me away. Go back to the house quickly."

Yang Yongzhi nodded.

Yang Ruoqing supported Sun on the way home. Sun held a lantern in her hand and asked Yang Ruoqing about things along the way.

Yang Ruoqing told Sun everything that had happened before.

Yang Huazhong followed behind, also listening silently.

When Yang Ruoqing finished talking about the whole process, the three of them had already passed the old maple tree, crossed the pond, and reached the road ahead.

At this time, Yang Huazhong asked: "So your grandparents are really determined to kick your fourth aunt out of our old Yang's house this time?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It should be."

Yang Huazhong sighed, "Normally, we would have tried to persuade her. After all, divorcing a woman would be a disaster for her."

"But this time, neither your mother nor I will try to persuade you, because what your fourth aunt did is really too much!"

Mrs. Sun also took up the issue and said, "No wonder my mother has such poor diarrhea. It turns out she was drugged."

"Oh my god, I'm so scared just thinking about it. How could my fourth sister be so hard-hearted?" she said.

Yang Huazhong said: "People are different. Mother Qing'er, your hands are shaking even if you kill a chicken. She, Mrs. Liu, well, it's okay to leave, everyone will be clean. I hope our old Yang family can live a long life in the future."

Peaceful days."

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing even said directly to Mrs. Sun: "This kind of person really cannot be kept. I won't allow any of you to say good things to her this time."

"People like Fourth Aunt will never reflect on themselves and correct their mistakes."

"She will only feel that everyone in the world owes her. This time she can put croton powder in rock candy pear for milk money, but next time she might put poison in the water tank for other reasons."

"It's so scary to live under the same roof with such people. The elderly and children are in danger at any time. It's so bad!" she said.

Children are the weak point of Yang Huazhong and Sun. After the incident of Chen'er being stolen, the couple could not get out of that shadow for a long time.

Mrs. Sun has been crying all the time, and she has only gotten better this year. But every time she sees a little boy of the same age as Chen'er, the couple will feel like another stab in their hearts.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words at this moment, the couple nodded without hesitation, "Don't worry, we won't even try to persuade you to death, if you don't stupidly become the peacemaker!"

After hearing her parents' assurance, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved.

Because it was too late, Yang Ruoqing did not know her own yard, but lived in her mother's boudoir.

I washed my hands, put my feet in hot water and lay down on the bed. It was almost dawn.

Go to bed quickly and sleep quickly. Staying up late is not good for your skin and makes you age easily.

She didn't want her skin to get worse when she was about to turn nineteen, so she had to look beautiful and wait for Tang Yazi to go home for the New Year!

While she was sleeping soundly, a pair of small hands gently touched her face.

Then, the little hand slipped under the quilt covering her and touched her chest.

In her sleep, the corners of her lips curled up. No need to guess, this must be a child.

My eyelids are heavy and I don't want to wake up, but my mind is awake.

Pretending to be asleep without forcing his eyes open or making a sound to stop a child's obscene behavior.

Why?

In two lifetimes, if there is anyone I owe the most to, it must be my own children.

Needless to say, my son was lost when he was three months old and his whereabouts are still unknown.

This missing maternal love can no longer be filled with guilt.

At the same time, she felt equally guilty towards her daughter.

Busy looking for his son, busy taking care of business, running south and north.

A trip to Beijing takes two to three months.

I left home in the spring, and when I came back, summer was almost over, and my daughter grew up in such separations again and again.

As a mother, she did not participate in and witness her growth every day like other mothers.

Even when she was a few months old, she, a mother, was running around every day because she was thinking about finding her lost son.

The emotional ups and downs were so great that all the milk that was originally abundant went back overnight.

The children, who are a few months old, all grew up on rice noodle soup and goat's milk.

Every time she comes home, the child likes to cuddle up in her arms when sleeping.

Think about it, this is a cub's instinctive dependence and need for its mother, but this child is smart and more sensible than other children of the same age.

So she was a little embarrassed to touch her mother when she was awake, so Yang Ruoqing could feel a pair of small hands touching her chest several times in her sleep.

At this moment, she also didn't expose it, so she just let the child feel this intimacy more.

However, Luo Baobao's quiet intimacy did not last long, because Mrs. Sun came in.

"Baby, let your mother sleep a little longer. Come on, Grandma Ga will take you to play outside."

Mrs. Sun whispered, then walked over and wanted to hug Baby Luo.

"No kidding, I want my mother!"

The sound of Baby Luo's milking sounds sounded, and his two short hands tightly hugged Yang Ruoqing's arm.

Her little body was propped up and lying on the edge of the bed, looking very nervous as if Mrs. Sun was going to take her away from her mother by force.

Mrs. Sun lowered her voice and continued to coax: "Good baby, be obedient. Grandma Ga will prepare delicious food for you, okay?"

"No!" A certain villain decisively refused.

"Gabao will take you to play with two brothers, Dabai and Xiaohei, do you want to?"

"No!" A certain villain clearly refused again.

Mr. Sun was at a loss now.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes.
Chapter completed!