"Mei'er, Qing'er, Lan'er, are you here to see your sister-in-law?" At the door of the west room, Mrs. Liu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and leaned against the door frame.

Sweeping basket.

Those eyes were like searchlights, wanting to penetrate the basket and see inside.

Yang Huamei and Mr. Liu were not accustomed to each other, so they turned around and entered Mr. Tan's east room without even sparing Mr. Liu a glance.

Yang Ruoqing also had zero affection for Mrs. Liu, and since she was dismissed from the construction site kitchen last time, Mrs. Liu would not speak to Yang Ruoqing when she met her in the village.

Yang Ruoqing wanted it even more, so she followed Yang Huamei into the east room to see Mrs. Tan.

Yang Ruolan was left there, smiling faintly at Mrs. Liu and saying, "Let's come and see my baby."

Then he also entered the east room.

In the east room, Mrs. Tan was lying on the bed, with a blue and old cloth tied on her forehead.

Because of Li Xiuxin's miscarriage two days ago, Ms. Tan stayed up all night in Li Xiuxin's room that night.

I have been in a very low mood these past few days, and I have cried several times because of my sadness, so I have a headache again.

"Mom, how is your head? Is it better after taking Fu Bo's medicine?"

In the room, Yang Huamei sat down beside Tan's bed and asked with concern.

Mrs. Tan turned her head, looking for the direction where Yang Huamei's voice came from, and said: "It still hurts. I went to the ground to urinate and buried my head a little. There was a buzzing sound in my head, as if I had boiled a pot of porridge and it was always uncomfortable.

It’s over!”

Yang Huamei held Tan's hand distressedly, "Mom, this thing is like this, it won't get better for a while."

"If you have something to do, take more rest and take your medicine. After taking the medicine, don't think about anything else. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't think about Yongxian and the others anymore!"

Hearing Yang Huamei's words, Mrs. Tan sighed and said, "Why don't you think about it? That was the great-grandson of the eldest son of our old Yang family. It's such a pity that he is gone like this..."

Yang Huamei curled her lips, "How can you be so sure that he is a great-grandson? Maybe he is a great-granddaughter?"

Mr. Tan shook his head, "The Bodhisattva dreamed of a great-grandson. Alas, he is not lucky!"

When it comes to Bodhisattvas, Yang Huamei and others dare not refute.

"Come on, it's whatever you say it is," Yang Huamei said.

Even if he is an emperor, he has slipped and there is nothing to say.

"Mom, I'm still saying that, everyone has his or her own destiny, so don't worry so much about it. Even if you worry about it to pieces and make your brain hurt, there's nothing you can do about it.

Be their master, and her belly belongs to her, Li Xiuxin!"

Mrs. Tan was silent, lying there and sighing.

"Are you here to see me?" Tan asked again.

Yang Huamei said: "Haha, I originally planned to come over to see Li Xiuxin. Isn't this a slip-up? We have to follow the etiquette of relatives."

"But he doesn't understand etiquette. I gave these eggs and brown sugar to you, just think it's me looking after you!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mine is the same."

Yang Ruolan said: "Then I won't take it back, I'll keep the milk to replenish my health."

Mrs. Tan waved her hand, "I'm staying with Wufang this month. I have no shortage of food and clothing. You guys bring everything back to me and give it to the children. I don't need it!"

"What, what's wrong with Yongxian's wife? What did she do to make you say she doesn't understand etiquette?" Ms. Tan asked again.

Yang Huamei said: "Mom, you'd better stop asking. You'll get so angry if you ask. I don't even want to say anything anymore!"

Tan said: "If you don't want to say it, then tell Qing'er and Lan'er!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I don't want to say it either, let's talk about it with Sister Lan'er!"

Yang Ruolan nodded lightly, stepped forward, and told Mrs. Tan everything about what happened before.

After hearing this, Mrs. Tan's lungs exploded with anger.

"Is Li Xiuxin sick?" asked Tan.

"Why do I feel like this woman is a completely different person than when she was just married?"

"Master Yongxian and I agreed to Yongxian's marriage at the beginning because we fell in love with the girl. She is a daughter of a scholar's family. She is knowledgeable about books and etiquette. She should be able to get along with Yongxian."

"Now it seems that this scholar's daughter is not as good as the daughter of the Mudleg family. She has a flower vase, can't touch or talk about it, and can't even keep a baby. What a waste!"

Mrs. Tan completely denied Li Xiuxin to the point of death.

Yang Huamei and the three of them enjoyed listening to it.

Yang Huamei said: "Mom, I'm really mad. I came to visit her in a hurry with gifts today, and my hot face is pressed against my cold buttocks."

"People say that you are a guest when you come to the door. Don't hit anyone with a smiling face. Li Xiuxin actually treated the three of us like this. I am really angry. My heart hurts from the anger."

"By the way, she also hit me with her shoe. Fortunately, Qing'er blocked me, otherwise, my forehead would also hurt!"

Hearing that her precious daughter Yang Huamei was beaten, Mrs. Tan struggled to sit up from the bed.

"Bring me some clothes and shoes. I'm going to meet Mrs. Li in the front yard. I want to ask her. She can't save the child. Our old Yang family hasn't asked her for anyone yet. How dare she behave? Is this going to happen?

What a big deal?"

Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei quickly came over to persuade Tan.

"Mom, please don't go. Your head is still hurting. It will hurt even more when you start making trouble!" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruoqing also said: "Mistress, don't be like this, my aunt is just complaining casually to you."

"Don't worry, we are not children. Is it possible that the three of us were bullied by Li Xiuxin alone?"

Yang Huamei quickly picked up the conversation and said, "Yes, yes, we scolded her back, and I also smashed her shoes back."

Tan grabbed Yang Huamei's hand and said, "Didn't you suffer any loss?"

Yang Huamei said: "Don't worry, you will definitely not suffer any loss!"

Yang Ruolan also said: "Don't worry, Mom. With Qing'er here, how can we suffer a loss?"

When Mrs. Tan heard this, she stopped making trouble and went out, saying, "Well, what Lan Yatou said is reasonable. I can rest assured that Qing Yatou is here."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to touch her forehead, how did she become like this?

Several people sat with Mr. Tan for a while, and then Yang Yongxian came over.

When he entered the door, he was out of breath.

"Yongxian, why are you running so hot and sweating on such a cold day? Are you running back from school?" Yang Huamei asked.

Yang Yongxian shook his head, "In the past few days, I discussed with another gentleman in the school and asked him to take care of it for the time being. I have to stay at home and take care of Xiuxin."

"Oh, where did you come from?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Yongxian said: "I heard from my mother-in-law that pigeon soup is used to nourish Xiuxin. I don't know where to buy pigeons."
Chapter completed!