Mrs. Liu was too frightened to say anything.

Yang Ruohe saw that the momentum was not right, so he quickly picked up the little girl beside him and whistled to Feifei again.

Just as he was about to withdraw, he was stopped by Yang Huaming.

"Big girl, wait a moment." Yang Huaming said.

Yang Ruohe stood still and looked at Yang Huaming with a straight face.

She also didn't have much affection for this father. She was pregnant, gave birth to the baby, and had a baby until the baby was one month old. This direct relative, Ga Gong, never showed up.

The child is now two years old, and he has no signs of spots.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ruohe asked stiffly.

Yang Huaming frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Ruohe's attitude.

"Let me tell you, you are now the wife of Lao Yu's family and a member of Lao Yu's family."

"Don't run to your parents' house if you have nothing to do. If you come here, your brothers and sisters will start crying, which will disturb the peace of your parents' family."

"Hurry back to Lao Yu's house. When you have free time, do more things, take care of the housework, take care of the chickens, ducks and pigs. Don't always run around!"

Hearing Yang Huaming's call, Yang Ruohe felt a chill in his heart.

But she didn't want to argue with Yang Huaming. She just gave Yang Huaming a cold look, hugged the child tightly, called the dog, and left without looking back.

In the room, Ms. Liu was busy cleaning up the noodles on the table and on the floor.

Yang Huaming pulled San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi up. Seeing the two children looking like colorful-faced cats, Yang Huaming felt a twinge in his heart.

He once again glanced bitterly at Mr. Liu, who was clearing the table and still burping. All kinds of disgust and contempt in his heart were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't express it.

"Don't eat it. The food on the ground is dirty and it will make you feel sick to your stomach." Yang Huaming said to San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi.

"Come, come with dad, dad will give you something to eat."

Yang Huaming held hands one by one and walked out of the house and went straight to Xiaojuan's house opposite.

Mrs. Liu stood looking out the window and curled her lips when she saw this scene.

"Hmph, you're just hypocritical. Are you showing it to ghosts? These children are all ignorant white-eyed wolves. Feeding them might as well be feeding dogs!"

Mrs. Liu sat down, put the noodles in the bowls of the three girls together, and then started to eat them in big mouthfuls.

After all, I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have experienced ups and downs. I have cried, made trouble, and hanged myself.

At this point, Mr. Liu realized something.

Rely on heaven and earth, rely on your mother’s family, rely on men and rely on children?

All are unreliable.

A woman can only rely on herself in the end.

The mother's family is arrogant when everything goes up and down, the man is unkind and unjust, and the child is a white-eyed wolf who is not well-raised.

Everyone will betray themselves, but not themselves.

Therefore, you must be kind to yourself, eat and drink when you should.

As a person, if you don't take yourself seriously, others will not take you seriously.

Your stomach is your own, you know when you are hungry, you eat, I eat.

With this belief, Mrs. Liu ate all the noodles in her bowl.

In the room opposite.

When Yang Huaming led the two children in, Xiaojuan was busy in front of the small pot in the corner of the room.

In order to prevent the smell of oil smoke and fireworks, Xiaojuan specially wrapped a handkerchief around her hair.

Hearing the sound of entering the door, Xiaojuan raised her head, and when she saw the three men, she was slightly startled for a moment, and then came over with a smile.

"Third girl, Mr. Kang, are you two here? How about Aunt Juan making delicious egg pancakes for you?" Xiaojuan leaned down and greeted the two children cordially.

The third girl is over six years old, and the boy Kang is over four years old. When the two children heard the egg pancake, they both swallowed loudly at the same time.

Xiaojuan burst out laughing, looking more friendly and loving.

This made Yang Huaming, who was standing aside and watching all this, feel quite pleased with Xiaojuan's tolerance and kindness.

"You two go sit on the stool over there for a while. When the egg pancakes are ready, Aunt Juan will bring them to you to eat." Xiao Juan said again.

The two children did not dare to speak. The two little guys looked at each other and then looked at Xiaojuan.

On the side, Yang Huaming was a little dissatisfied with the behavior of these two children.

"Aunt Juan wants to make food for you two, why don't you say thank you? It's so uneducated!" he said.

Kang Xiaozi opened his hare lips and still looked straight at Xiaojuan.

The third girl blinked and said obediently: "Thank you Aunt Juan."

Xiaojuan smiled and stroked the third girl's head again: "Good boy, take your brother over there and sit there and wait. Aunt Juan will be fine soon."

Xiaojuan turned around and came to the pot table to continue kneading the dough. Yang Huaming followed, stood next to Xiaojuan and said in a low voice: "Juan'er, you are so kind. You are so kind to my two children. You are not like a stepmother at all."

, simply better than their own mothers!”

Hearing Yang Huaming's compliment, Xiaojuan glanced at him sideways, pursed her lips and smiled.

"What did their mother do to them? This morning, when I heard the news in the west room across the way, I couldn't stop talking." Xiaojuan said while kneading the dough.

"Just now I went to the door of the house, and I happened to see He'er carrying the child and walking away angrily. Could it be that the sisters had a dispute?"

Yang Huaming waved his hand and said, "Forget it, sisters are not always friendly to each other, and it's only because of such a confused and selfish mother."

Yang Huaming told Xiaojuan everything about the situation in the West House. After he finished speaking, he looked angry again.

Xiaojuan's face was also full of surprise.

"It's not me who is instigating discord. If I were the wife, I would rather have an empty stomach than a bowl of water."

"Why are there people like this who hide poached eggs in the bottom of their bowls and let their children eat noodles boiled in plain water? Isn't this too cruel?" Xiaojuan said.

Yang Huaming shook his head and sighed: "If you marry a bad woman as your wife, you will really harm your family for three lifetimes."

"My parents barely enjoyed her filial piety for a day,"

"She doesn't care about the children either. My parents were determined to divorce her this time, and they just happened to catch up with the two of us coming back."

"I don't want to be criticized by Youyou, saying that our old Yang family is the kind of family that is greedy for the new and hates the old, and is unsympathetic and unjust, so I didn't divorce her."

"But our relationship as husband and wife ended a long time ago. Even if we were in the same bed in the past, it was for the purpose of having children and procreating future generations."

"Now that I'm at this age, I hate her even more. It's annoying to look at her even more, let alone touch her."

"Juan'er, I'm telling you all this because I want you to know that I have never given up the idea of ​​​​righting it up."

"As long as you help me be filial to my parents and take care of the children, then you will be my benefactor, Yang Huaming, and the woman I want to marry most from the bottom of my heart!"

Speaking of the emotional part, Yang Huaming even reached out and held Xiaojuan's hand that was still stained with wheat flour.

The two looked at each other affectionately.
Chapter completed!