Old Yang's house, the east room in the backyard.

Mrs. Tan lay straight on the bed with a handkerchief tied around her head. She was not feeling well. She kept mumbling: "Yongxian, has Yongxian come back..."

Beside the bed, Mrs. Liu, Liao Meiying and Zhao Liuer were waiting there. Yang Huamei also came over after hearing the news, holding a bowl in her hand with a bowl of brown sugar water in it.

There, Yang Huamei whispered to persuade Tan to drink brown sugar water, but it was obvious that Tan was very uncooperative.

At the table not far away, after hearing what Yang Huaming brought back, Old Yang was so angry that he smashed the tea bowl in his hand to the ground.

The bowl shattered and the tea splashed, frightening the whole room.

Even Mrs. Tan didn't dare to murmur for a while.

"Did Girl Qing really say this?" Old Yang finished throwing the tea bowl, but still couldn't believe it. He raised his eyes and asked Yang Huaming again.

Yang Huaming spread his hands: "I am just a messenger. In front of the Sun family and the Xiang family, Girl Qing said it herself and asked me to bring it here truthfully."

Lao Yang slapped his head on the table beside him, stood up, and walked angrily to the door of the east room.

"Dad, where are you going? Are you looking for Girl Qing?"

Yang Huaming trembled and hurriedly chased after him.

Lao Yang suddenly stopped at his head and feet, turning his head and staring at Yang Huaming: "What? I can't go look for it anymore?"

Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment, then he smiled compensatingly: "Dad, that's not what I meant. You can look for it, of course you can. But, my third brother is not at home right now, so Qing girl will tell you everything."

It’s up to you…”

You don't know what kind of temper Qing girl has?

We are very cautious for fear of offending you, but Qing'er is not afraid, she has the freedom to say whatever she wants.

If you always come over to show off your power and rely on your elders, it will be a big embarrassment for them if they don't give you face!

If the third brother were at home, he would still care about your identity and try to smooth things over...

Yang Huaming hesitated to speak, unable to explain.

Old Yangtou, a mature man, immediately realized something from Yang Huaming's twinkling eyes.

Old Yang's head turned around, and he immediately understood the mystery. The old man had never wanted to provoke the granddaughter of the third room, who was a bit thorny.

"Talking to a girl about a movie makes no sense. It's like playing the piano to a cow. Look at me, I'm really pissed off!"

Old Yangtou built a step for himself to come down, turned around and sat down at the table again.

"Fourth brother, don't do anything today. Just go squat at the entrance of the village. When your third brother comes back to the village, go over and intercept him immediately!"

"Okay, dad, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me." Yang Huaming said quickly.

Old Yang turned his head and looked out the window again. There was no one else outside the window except Kang Xiaozi and Honger Fuer.

"I don't know how Yongxian is doing right now. Yongzhi went with him and didn't come back to say anything. So what, where is young boy Qing?" the old man asked again.

Mrs. Liu hurriedly said: "Young boy should be in his own room in the backyard. He's not bad. I've actually seen him changing his daughter's diapers in the past few days!"

Old Yangtou had no intention of listening to this. He interrupted Liu's words impatiently and ordered: "Go and call me the young boy!"

"Dad, why are you calling me Qing boy?" Mrs. Liu said with gleaming eyes.

Some time ago, she had diarrhea and lay in bed in a daze, missing a lot of gossip. Now that her body has recovered, she is back on duty and wants to make up for all the gossip she owed before.

"You are seeking death. The family is about to be separated. Why don't you still watch the excitement here? If your father asks you to shout, just go and shout. Why are you asking so many questions?"

Mrs. Tan suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, pulled off the handkerchief on her head, spit in it, kneaded it into a ball and threw it towards the direction where Mr. Liu's voice came from.

Mrs. Liu didn't have time to dodge, and was stunned when she saw the handkerchief that hit her face steadily and then fell to her feet.

Is there still such an operation?

"Mom, your technique is so accurate. Are you really blind or pretending to be blind? Are you pretending to be blind?"

Not only was Ms. Liu not frightened, but she was also inexplicably excited.

People who are used to spreading gossip are naturally more keen and intuitive than others, and they must dare to speculate boldly and dig deeper.

Mrs. Tan almost vomited blood at Mrs. Liu's words. She reached out and fumbled under the pillow, and in the blink of an eye she pulled out a pair of scissors.

"You talkative idiot, I won't be named Tan unless I cut off your tongue and feed it to the pigs!"

Seeing Mrs. Tan rushing under the bed with splitting eyes, Ms. Liu was so frightened that she peed her pants and rushed towards the door of the east room.

"Don't cut it, don't cut it. I'm going to shout. I'm going to shout. It's true!"

Mrs. Liu ran outside to the yard, stamped her feet and shouted toward the east room, and then hurried to the backyard.

As soon as she turned the corner of the kitchen, Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and shouted in the direction of Yang Yongqing's house: "Young boy, young boy, get out of here!"

The thin door creaked, and Yang Yongqing came out of the house.

He frowned and said angrily to Madam Liu: "Fourth Aunt, what are you yelling about? My daughter just fell asleep and you woke her up!"

Mrs. Liu was startled for a moment, a little surprised that Yang Yongqing, a fool like "eating raw rice", actually knew how to care for others?

She looked over Yang Yongqing's body with suspicious eyes, and she suddenly felt a little interested.

"I said, young boy, what were you doing in the house just now? Could it be that you were sleeping with your stupid wife in broad daylight, right? Hehehehe..." Mr. Liu covered her mouth and smiled with a wretched look on her face.

Not to mention, the silly daughter-in-law Mo, whom the young boy picked up, is really pretty.

The skin is tender and the meat is tender. At first glance, it is clear that he did not grow up doing menial work in a farmer's family.

He is stupid and his house is messy, but he knows how to clean himself up and his hair is combed smoothly every day.

If she wasn't stupid, such a beautiful wife would never let a young boy sleep with her.

"Fourth Aunt, you are too old and disrespectful to say these shameless and impetuous words to a junior!" Yang Yongqing rolled his eyes at Mrs. Liu and spat on the ground.

This time, Mrs. Liu was even happier.

"Hahaha, stop pretending to be serious like me. Are you doing less of the stupid things you did before? When Li Xiuxin married your eldest brother as your sister-in-law, you did a lot of eavesdropping..."

Ms. Liu covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she turned forward and backward.

Yang Yongqing's face turned red, and he rushed to Liu in three steps. He was so angry that he clenched his fists and was about to hit Liu.

"What are you doing? Still want to hit me? Can you try?"

Liu raised his neck and turned sideways to hit Yang Yongqing's chest with his shoulder.

"Why don't you give me a try? If you dare to touch a hair on my crotch, I'm not done with you. Come on, hit me. If I don't hit you, I'm not a man. If I don't hit you, that egg on your crotch is made of tofu..."

Yang Yongqing was knocked back by Liu with his shoulder, and his back almost hit the wall behind him.

"You shrew, I can't be bothered to talk to you!" Yang Yongqing cursed and turned to leave, but was grabbed by the arm by Mrs. Liu.
Chapter completed!