Beside the bed, Qian also understood who the visitor was.

"Jie Jie, who did I think it was? Is it that horse-faced and yellow-faced woman who has been doing this for a long time?" Qian sneered.

"Horse face?" Yang also smiled, "I'm going to show you what pig face is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang rushed forward, grabbed Qian's shoulders with both hands, and started to struggle.

The tent fell behind them, and the light was too dim to see clearly what was going on inside the tent.

However, from the shadows reflected on the tent, it was obvious that Yang's figure was grabbing Qian's hair, and then started a fight that made all the men frightened.

Qian was also fighting back. From Qian's waving hands and feet, Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up.

She rushed forward and opened the tent. Inside the tent was filled with black air and wind, mixed with the screams and cries of women.

It's like another world.

Yang Ruoqing kept in mind Shenpo Li's secret confession and refused to watch the battle. She dragged Wang Shuanzi over who was lying there unconscious.

She put a yellow talisman given to her by Goddess Li on Wang Shuanzi's seal, then used all her strength to lift Wang Shuanzi on her shoulders and ran towards Sun and the others.

Then, Madam Sun supported Wang Shuanzi while Madam Liu picked up the bowl of water sprinkled with incense ash on the table and poured it directly into Wang Shuanzi's mouth.

Judging from the sounds and movements in the bed tent, Qian was obviously at a disadvantage.

She was probably being beaten by Yang, screaming and begging her to kneel and lick her.

However, Yang was not lenient at all.

"You destroyed my daughter Lan'er and tore apart my niece Qing'er and her son. I will eat you to avenge them!"

Yang's voice was so shrill and shrill that there was a strong wind in the whole room. The seats in the room were moving, the clothes hanging on the stakes were blown up by the wind, and the roof seemed to be demolished.

In the dark wind, there was the sound of tearing animals gnawing at their prey.

On the tent, an even more horrifying scene was reflected.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her arms to block the sight of Sun and the other three from their view.

She herself peeked, her heartbeat almost stopping in shock.

Damn, the things in this world are so scary. It’s as scary as dreaming. The 3D images are a perfect horror movie!

After the bloody storm in the tent lasted for a short period of time, it gradually calmed down.

There was no more Qian's voice, the curtain was opened, and Mrs. Li, oh, no, it should be Yang who came out from inside.

She stood by the bed, but did not come closer. She just looked straight at Yang Ruolan who was squatting next to Sun from a distance.

Yang Ruolan also looked at Yang, biting her lip with a tangled expression.

Mrs. Liu asked Shenpo Li tentatively: "Are you really my second sister-in-law?"

Yang glanced at Liu, with a hint of arrogance in her eyes.

With this look in her eyes, Liu didn't need to ask anymore, she had a firm answer in her heart.

This is exactly the second sister-in-law Yang. For so many years in the past, the two of them have followed the second brother and second sister-in-law to fawn over them. This look in their eyes is all too familiar.

Mrs. Liu is a talkative and a gossip. If it had been any other person and time, she would have been there to talk about old times.

But now, Yin and Yang were separated, so she didn't dare to step forward.

Here, Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Ruolan: "Sister Lan'er, please say a few words to the second mother. It's rare for her to come up."

Yang Ruolan looked at Yang, still looking confused and struggling.

Mrs. Sun also spoke up at this time: "Lan'er, it's not easy for your mother to come up here. If she goes down this time, she won't be able to come up again."

"Good girl, go over and call me mother, talk to your mother, and tell your mother the words that you have been holding in your heart for the past few years and have enjoyed but never had the chance to say!"

With the encouragement of Sun and Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruolan finally stood up slowly and walked towards Yang in front of the bed.

Yang looked at Yang Ruolan who was approaching slowly, murmuring softly at the corner of her mouth...

"Lan...er?"

Yang had slowly raised her hand, her voice trembling.

Yang Ruolan suddenly stopped three steps away from Yang.

Yang was startled for a moment, and something sad passed through his eyes.

The next moment, Yang Ruolan suddenly fell to her knees and knelt down in front of Yang.

"mother!"

She burst into tears and burst into tears.

"Mom, it's an unfilial daughter. You were pregnant for ten months and brought me up. You gave me everything you wanted to eat, drink and wear."

"I'm not sensible. I've never treated you properly for a day. I always talk back to you and make you angry."

"I got into trouble, and you helped me clean up the mess."

"But you were infected with the plague in the end, but I avoided you like the god of plague,"

"When you were critically ill, I wasn't even by your side, and I never gave you any medicine."

"When you were tortured to death by the plague, I couldn't be by your side."

Yang Ruolan burst into tears. She raised her head and looked at Yang, who was also wiping tears in front of her.

"Mom, I am a sinner. I can't help you. I regret it so much..."

"Bah bang bang!"

Yang Ruolan raised her hand and pointed the bow left and right at her face.

This sound was clear and loud, and it really took all the effort of sucking the milk.

That fair face was suddenly covered with clear fingerprints.

Her face suddenly became red and swollen, and she continued to beat her. She kept beating her and had no intention of stopping.

Yang became anxious and leaned over to grab Yang Ruolan's hand.

"It hurts the son's body and hurts the mother's heart. No mother in the world would care about her children." Yang said with tears streaming down her face.

"Everything is my mother's fate. I don't blame you."

"It's my mother who is sorry for you. The life span of your life is short, so you and Boy Bai lost your mother at such a young age. It's your mother who can't forgive you..."

"If mother hadn't passed away early, you wouldn't have suffered so much and been ruined by that prostitute Qian..."

"Mother, mother!"

Yang Ruolan couldn't help it any longer, raised her arms to hug Yang's waist, and buried her head entirely in Yang's arms.

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly and burst into tears.

It's been seven years. It's been almost seven years since my mother left.

Thousands of thoughts day and night can only be dreamed about when I dream back at midnight.

At this moment, Yang Ruolan was truly curled up in Yang's arms, although Yang's fingers were bone-chillingly cold.

Yang's arms were like an ice cellar, without the slightest breath of life.

However, this is the warmest embrace Yang Ruolan has felt in the past seven years.

Because this is my mother's embrace, my body, hair, and skin are all given by the woman in front of me.

Without her, there would be no myself.

After the mother and daughter cried for a while, Ms. Yang looked at the few incense sticks that were burning to the end in the incense burner over there, and raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears in Yang Ruolan's eyes.
Chapter completed!