Mother Li and Mrs. Liu persuaded her in this way, and Mother Li said all kinds of good and soft words. Yang Yongxian secretly glanced at Li Xiuxin who was standing at the door of the house holding Xiu'er.

Two lines of clear tears rolled down her stubborn but handsome face, and she bit her lip tightly, as if she was holding back huge grievances.

Yang Yongxian's heart suddenly softened, and most of the previous anger dissipated.

Liao Meiying, who had been sitting on the ground, secretly looked at the changes in Yang Yongxian's face, her eyes flickered slightly, and there was a trace of unwillingness.

At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside, mixed with the voices of men talking.

It's probably Lao Yangtou and the others who came back from the show?

Liao Meiying suddenly stood up and came to Yang Yongxian. She grabbed the corners of Yang Yongxian's robe with both hands and knelt down with a thud.

"Yongxian, I beg you not to divorce Sister Xiuxin. If you want to divorce, just divorce me. I was also at fault for what happened tonight. I should have informed you here when I took over Xiu'er.

But I didn’t dare. I saw you reading and practicing calligraphy, and I didn’t dare to disturb you. I did it alone. It caused you to misunderstand Sister Xiuxin, and also caused Sister Xiuxin to misunderstand me. It also caused Aunt Li’s family to suffer.

I didn’t enjoy the show when I came here, and it even made my fourth aunt personally come over to mediate this late at night. It’s all my fault. If you want to hit or punish me, just punish me. Forgive me, Miss Xiuxin..."

Liao Meiying begged bitterly, looking up at Yang Yongxian with a real face and eager eyes. It seemed that if Yang Yongxian continued not to agree to Liao Meiying's request, he would be unable to get up from his knees, and might even faint due to the attack of energy and blood.

Yang Yongxian's anger had completely dissipated at this moment, and just as he was about to lean over to help Liao Meiying, a deep voice suddenly came from the door.

"What are you doing? There are people crying and howling in the first month, and there are also people kneeling on the ground. Are they all full and holding on to nothing to do?" Lao Yangtou asked in a deep voice. The good mood after coming back from the theater was gone.

Already.

Yang Yongxian was startled and quickly leaned over to pull Liao Meiying up first. Liao Meiying looked at Old Yang timidly and whispered: "Master, it's nothing big, just a small misunderstanding..."

How can a small misunderstanding cause such a big mess? Is it an old fool who bullies an old man?

Old Yang Touhu lowered his face and scanned every person in the room with a scrutinizing gaze. He found that Mother Li was also there, and Old Yang's gray brows furrowed slightly.

Finally, the scrutinizing gaze fell on Yang Yongxian.

"Yongxian said, what's going on!" Old Yang said.

Yang Yongxian stepped forward and explained the cause and effect of the matter in a few words.

After listening, not only Lao Yang's head was covered with black lines, but Yang Huaming and Yang Yongjin who were following him also had their heads covered with black lines.

"Do you think it's such a big deal? Just because of such a trivial matter, you can make such a fuss? It's really unheard of!" Old Yang said with a shameful voice.

"You have bad milk and intestines. This is an old problem for many years. It's nothing to make a fuss about. Just make her some more pear soup and put more sesame oil in the dishes."

"As for not saying hello to the theater, Mei Ying is looking after the children.

It’s okay, Yongxian, you don’t have to be angry,”

"Xiu Xin accompanies her mother to the theater. This is a sign of filial piety. Mei Ying takes the initiative to help take care of the children. This is Mei Ying's kindness. Both are correct."

"But next time something like this happens again, I hope you, Xiuxin, can come over and inform Yongxian by yourself. If you don't bother to talk a few times, there will be such a twist later, why bother?"

Lao Yangtou's words were spoken from the perspective of an impartial parent, and Yang Yongxian and others nodded in agreement.

Li Xiuxin stood at the door of the house, holding Xiu'er in her arms. She turned her head and was still angry with Yang Yongxian, but she couldn't get angry, so she just pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Seeing this, Mother Li quickly stood up and said with tears of gratitude to Lao Yangtou: "Master Yongxian, you are still wise and fair. I am impressed by your courage as the head of the family. My Xiuxin is sometimes a boring gourd.

But this kid still has a very filial heart."

"The man in my family passed away early, and my mother and I grew up dependent on each other. In the past, I had no time or thought to go to the theater to keep the two of them together."

"Thanks to the generosity of your old Yang family and Xiu'er's blessing, I came to stay for a while to help take care of Xiu'er and Xiu Xin's second child. I just happened to be singing a big opera, and Xiu Xin wanted to take me with him.

Go and broaden your horizons and watch a show, this one caused this commotion."

"Little wife, if I knew that going to the theater would cause misunderstandings between my daughter and son-in-law, I would kill myself not to watch that Lao Shizi. In my dreams, I hope that the couple and their children will be harmonious and everything will be fine for the family..."

Mother Li said carefully, taking out her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

Although she is middle-aged, her white skin covers three ugliness. Mother Li is fair and smooth, with regular facial features. Her weak and helpless look when she cries can actually soften the tough man's heart.

Old Yangtou couldn't help but sympathize with the middle-aged widow in front of him who made him look twenty years younger.

"Mom Xiu Xin, don't cry. The children are all young and energetic, so it's not a big deal if they say a few words." Old Yang said.

"Since you're here, you can live here comfortably, keep Xiu Xin company, and help take care of her."

"It's getting late. Everyone has dispersed. Let's go and have some rest. It's the first month of the year. If you have anything to do, sit down and discuss it. Don't make such a fuss again to scare Xiu'er, my great-grandson."

Old Yangtou took out a twist from his pocket like a magic trick and gave it to Xiu'er.

Half-year-old Xiu'er curiously took the twist handed over by Old Yangtou, held it in his two little hands, awkwardly brought it to his mouth, stuck out his little pink tongue and licked it slowly.

This naive look made Old Yangtou's eyes full of smiles.

"Look at such cute children, Yongxian and Xiuxin, you two should live in harmony and live a good life!" Lao Yangtou sighed.

Yang Yongxian also came to Li Xiuxin and Xiu'er. He raised his hand and touched Xiu'er's head, and he felt happy in his heart.

Yang Yongxian looked at Li Xiuxin again, and found that Li Xiuxin had also shifted her gaze from Xiu'er to him.

The two people's eyes collided, and Li Xiuxin's eyes contained not only grievances, but also grievances.

Yang Yongxian's heart suddenly softened completely. Because of Xiu'er, because of the child in her belly, and because of Old Yangtou's words, Yang Yongxian suddenly felt a blood connection between himself and the woman in front of him.

Behind them, Mrs. Li and Mrs. Liu secretly looked at each other, and both of them smiled tacitly.

As for Liao Meiying, she suddenly felt that she was an outsider, and she felt very embarrassed watching the family reunited with their children.

At this moment, Ms. Liu suddenly spoke up: "Dad, I think I'll let Xiuxinniang go to my room and have a little time with me tonight. Let the young couple talk together and take care of Xiu'er together. Wait until tomorrow.
Chapter completed!