After Mrs. Liao finished speaking, she reached out to take the tea offered by Li Xiuxin, opened the lid, put it to her mouth, took a symbolic sip, and put it aside.

Then, she pulled out a silver hairpin from her bun and gave it to Li Xiuxin in front of everyone.

"This is my idea, please accept it," said Liao.

Others around saw the silver hairpin in Liao's hand. The silver hairpin was also decorated with double rows of twisted silk carvings. It was very exquisite. At first glance, it was the bottom of Liao's own trousseau.

Everyone was amazed at how elegant this silver hairpin was, and at the same time they were also shocked by Liao's open-mindedness and generosity.

Mrs. Liu couldn't help but start complaining again: "Mei Ying, this is too good. She treats a concubine so well and gives such a good silver hairpin. If it were me, it would be nice if she didn't slap her away.

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On the side, Yang Huamei couldn't help but mock: "Sister-in-law Fourth, please stop being so talkative. Haven't you and Xiaojuan lived in the same yard for so many years?"

"That's because Xiaojuan has been keeping to herself these past few years. If she dares to ride on my neck and poop and pee, I'll see if I can't kill her vixen!" Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes and turned away, too lazy to argue with Mrs. Liu.

After the tea ceremony, Li Xiuxin went back to the wedding room to stay. Liao Meiying also stood up and began to greet the female family members who came to have a banquet to take their seats.

The other women of Lao Yang's family also hurriedly evacuated to the backyard kitchen. The banquet was about to be held later. In the kitchen, Sun and Bao Suyun were the only ones holding the banquet.

So Xiaohua, Cao Bamei and the others left quickly. Mrs. Liu hesitated not to go back to the backyard. Apparently she wanted to go to Li Xiuxin's house, but was stopped by Yang Huamei.

"Fourth sister-in-law, if you don't go to the backyard to cook, are you trying to please the newlyweds?" Yang Huamei asked.

Mrs. Liu said: "Why don't you go and ask for a piece?"

Yang Huamei snorted, "Who kept saying that he despised me the most before? Now he rushes over here just for a piece of wedding cake?"

Liu's face turned a little red.

Yang Huamei added: "If you want to be lazy, just go ahead. Anyway, I'm going back to the east room. When my mother asked when dinner will be served, I said the cook went to make cakes!"

After Yang Huamei finished speaking, she turned around and took Yang Ruoqing's hand and walked towards the backyard: "Qing'er, let's go..."

"It's just a piece of wedding cake, I don't care about it!" Mrs. Liu's voice came from behind, and she immediately passed Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing and ran to the kitchen.

Yang Huamei smiled proudly, "Pretentious!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huamei and said, "Auntie, why are you doing this? Who in our family doesn't know what kind of virtues our fourth aunt has? Just don't run against her."

Yang Huamei said: "It's not that I'm full and have nothing to do so I want to tease her. It's mainly because some of the things she said made people uncomfortable, so I just wanted to talk to her about it."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Ms. Liu really didn't mean what she said, and she didn't have a good mouth.

On the one hand, he is a master who climbs up the ladder, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. On the other hand, Mr. Liu is actually a paper tiger.

When you give in, she will be unforgiving.

If you get really aggressive, she will be intimidated, and she will even try to please you, so it's not a big deal if she gets a few words from Yang Huamei.

In the east room of the backyard, when Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing came back, the crying baby had fallen asleep again.

Mrs. Tan was standing by the cradle, still pushing the cradle gently with one hand, and humming some lullabies that were half-understood.

Performed purely in Mianniushan dialect: "Oh~yeah~oh~I'm going to be sleepy~oh yeah~oh~"

Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei paused and looked at each other with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing said in a low voice: "I have grown up and heard my grandma singing for the first time. Her singing voice is really good..."

Yang Huamei also snickered and said: "It's a pity that such a good voice is mostly used to teach people, hahaha..."

"You two, keep your voices down, the baby just fell asleep." came Tan's lowered voice.

Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing exchanged glances. They both stopped talking and walked quietly to the cradle.

"Are you asleep?" Yang Huamei looked at the baby in the cradle and asked softly.

Mrs. Tan nodded.

Yang Huamei leaned down again and looked at the little baby in the cradle carefully, and said: "There were so many people before and I didn't take a close look at it. Now I take a closer look. This child really looks like Yongxian. Qing'er, what do you think?"

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Yang Ruoqing also stood by the cradle and looked at the child. After hearing this, she said softly: "Except for the nose that looks like Li Xiuxin, the other facial features are almost modeled after the facial features of my cousin."

This sentence was not said in agreement with Yang Huamei, nor was it said to please Mr. Tan. It was Yang Ruoqing's sincere words.

Before, I heard about the origin of this child. It was caused by the drunkenness of my cousin and Li Xiuxin...

At that time, Yang Ruoqing also speculated about the bad things, whether it was Li Xiuxin and someone else, and then she roped in an "honest person" to take the blame?

Now it seems that it is a real seed!

"Li Xiuxin's nose?" asked Tan. She paused for a moment, as if searching for relevant memories about Li Xiuxin's appearance in the depths of her mind.

"Well, Li Xiuxin is actually not ugly. If she has a nose like her, it won't hold back our old Yang family." Mrs. Tan continued.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't accept these words.

Because in the mind of the little old lady Tan, even the genes of those dragons and phoenixes in the world are not as good as the genes of the old Yang family.

Although the little old lady doesn't know what genes are.

"You two sit down and watch, don't stand. I have something else to ask you two," said Tan.

Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing sat down on the long stool next to the cradle. Yang Ruoqing sat close to the window. In this way, occasionally turning around, she could still see people coming and going to help in the yard outside the window.

Sometimes children ran past, and she could still see Luo Baobao and Feng'er.

Feng'er is over one and nearly two years old, and Baby Luo is over nine years old. My nine-year-old sister is playing with her one-year-old brother. This is normal in farmers' families.

Especially for poor families, a six or seven-year-old girl, let alone nine years old, has to take care of her younger brothers and sisters. During the busy farming season, she has to weed pigs, wash clothes, and cook...

Baby Luo has grown up in a honeypot.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing sat down and saw the children running in the yard, her head couldn't help but start to wander. It wasn't until Yang Huamei touched her elbow that she suddenly came back to reality.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Yang Huamei said: "Why are you so lost in thought? Your grandma asked you twice!"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes turned and fell on De Tan on the other side.
Chapter completed!