This question stumped Mr. Sun.

Why did Mrs. Tan give birth to Yang Huazhong and raise Yang Huazhong but not love Yang Huazhong? Mrs. Sun really can't give a reasonable explanation.

Therefore, she could only turn to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hands in front of Yang Huazhong and said, "Dad, look at my hands, can you tell anything?"

Yang Huazhong was a little surprised. He glanced at Yang Ruoqing's ten green fingers, and then said: "My daughter's hands are beautiful!"

Luo Fengtang curled his lips. His father-in-law said what was in his heart. His wife's hands are the most beautiful in the world!

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and said, "Dad, I didn't ask you to say this. Look, I have ten fingers on my hands, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Huazhong nodded.

"These ten fingers are sticking out, some are longer and some are shorter, right?" she asked again.

Yang Huazhong nodded again.

Yang Ruoqing tapped her ten fingers on the table in rhythm as if playing the piano, and then continued: "These ten fingers are all long and short when they are stretched out. In a family,

Especially for families with many children, it is not surprising that among the children, the parents pay more attention to this one and less to that one!"

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood something.

Yang Ruoqing fiddled with her fingers and continued: "Although these ten fingers are different in length, and although I will wear the ring on a certain finger according to my own preference, it does not mean that I care about the other fingers.

I don’t like it anymore.”

"All ten fingers are mine. If one of them is broken, I will feel pain. But if the middle finger is connected to the heart, it will hurt even more."

"So, my grandma actually loves you, dad. Otherwise, she wouldn't have raised you. However, they have many children and grandchildren, and their family's financial resources are limited. Naturally, they are more important among the children, which is not surprising."

"Dad, if you have figured it out, just look at it and let it go. There is no need to get into trouble over these things." Yang Ruoqing finally said.

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "What Qing'er said makes sense, it is indeed the truth. We were all babies when we were born, so we just threw them away, but our parents raised us with porridge mouthfuls, not to mention

Speaking of which, at least until you were one year old, your mother also hugged you, right?"

The consolation from the mother and daughter made Yang Huazhong's heart open a lot.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun exchanged secret glances, and both mother and daughter breathed a sigh of relief.

Deep down, Yang Ruoqing hated Tan's character and temper.

However, she would never and could not maliciously slander the Tan family in front of Yang Huazhong at this time, increase efforts to sow discord between their mother and son, and lead Yang Huazhong on the path of being unkind to his mother.

On the contrary, she will work hard to help Tan find a bright spot.

This is not to whitewash Tan, but to guide Yang Huazhong to see the light and feel warmth. This is a kind of redemption for him.

Facts have proved that Yang Ruoqing's guidance worked, and Yang Huazhong's eyes, which had been dim for a long time, became a little brighter.

"Well, without your grandma, there would be no me. They love your uncle more, so let's do it more. Just like the taste of food, they all have preferences. I am already forty-six years old, and I still want to know more about it.

What are you doing with these?" Yang Huazhong smiled to himself.

His eyes turned to Sun, Yang Ruoqing, and Luo Fengtang in front of him: "Now, I have my own family, and with you, my life is complete, and I am content."

Hearing that Yang Huazhong could say such words, Yang Ruoqing was completely relieved.

She asked him tentatively: "Dad, what about the things I did to my breasts this afternoon..."

"You did the right thing, I said it before!" Yang Huazhong interrupted her directly.

"Your grandma has a bad temper. She has been like this all her life. She is even more indifferent as she gets older. Your fourth and fifth uncles and I don't dare to confront her head-on. As for your mother and your fifth aunt, they can't even do it."

"Now, you dare to come out to pick this fight and dampen her spirit. That's great!"

"Besides, your eyes have been blind for a long time. You can't use scissors and those things. They are dangerous. They will not only hurt others but also hurt yourself. Please confiscate them!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Dad, you are so kind. You are my good father, my dear father!"

She became excited and couldn't help but bend over and hugged Yang Huazhong's neck, and kissed Yang Huazhong on the cheek in front of Sun and Luo Fengtang.

Mrs. Sun was stunned, and then the rich love in her eyes spread little by little, turning into a happy smile.

Luo Fengtang stared straight, pretending to be calm and calm, but deep down he was protesting: I want to kiss you too...

As for the person involved, Yang Huazhong, he was completely frozen on his stool, and his mind went blank.

When he came back to his senses, the muscles on Yang Huazhong's face were twitching violently. He couldn't believe that his daughter actually kissed him.

When was the last time his daughter kissed him?

It seems to be when my daughter was ten years old, right?

That day, he took his daughter back to the town to do errands. For the first time, he hid a penny of personal money from his parents and bought his daughter a meat bun.

At that time, my daughter took a bite of the meat bun and was extremely happy.

The kiss was stained with saliva and oil, but he couldn't bear to wipe it off along the way.

Because her daughter understands his kindness, his daughter is not stupid, and his daughter is the kindest and best-behaved treasure in the world...

How many years have passed and my grandson is now ten years old.

Today, his daughter actually kissed him again. Yang Huazhong's nose felt sore and his eye sockets felt hot.

In front of his wife and son-in-law, he was a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but push Yang Ruoqing away slightly, and deliberately lowered his face and said: "You are already a mother, and you are still acting like this. Go back to Tang Yazi's place."

Just sit still!"

Yang Ruoqing saw the rosy color on her old father's face and knew that he was shy. She smiled, sat down next to Luo Fengtang, and took advantage of the situation to hold his arm.

"There are no outsiders here, so I'm not afraid of jokes!" she said with the corners of her mouth raised.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her dotingly, thinking that after returning home, his wife must kiss him properly...

Here, Mrs. Sun said to Yang Huazhong again: "Then grandma Qing'er came to complain to you today. How did you respond?"

Yang Ruoqing also pricked up her ears, wanting to listen.

Yang Huazhong smiled lightly, "I just said that my Qing'er has her own reasons for what she did, and then I left."

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's right."

Yang Ruoqing also curled her lips.
Chapter completed!