"She is the daughter-in-law of the old Luo family, a hen in another family's henhouse!" Mrs. Tan said angrily after wiping her nose.

The old lady sat on the bed with her legs crossed, and said with a slumped face: "I just don't understand, since when did our old Yang family have to have fat girls to point out big and small things? There are all the young and old in the house.

Guys, why are everyone surrounding her?"

"Is it because she has a lot of money that she is great? Just because she married a man who is a general, can she walk around in the village and our old Yang's house?"

"We are her father's father and mother, and her father and I will humble ourselves when we see her. How could she, a dead girl, have the guts to shit on our necks? This tone makes me choke more and more the more I think about it.

No less, old man, you are the head of our old Yang family, you have to think of a way to calm this situation, our eldest grandson Yongxian is still in prison waiting for you to rescue him!"

Every word of Tan's words was like a heavy hammer, hitting Old Yangtou's heart.

The beating hit the most sensitive and weakest part of Old Yang's head, and the old man's heart tightened.

"I couldn't control it when my wings were not yet hard, but now that my wings are hard, I can't control it even more!" Old Yang said.

Tan snorted coldly, "What can't be suppressed? I heard that several of the emperors in Daqi ruled the world with filial piety. That Tang Yazi and Da'an were all high-ranking officials. We can't control them.

, there is always someone who can control them, as long as we go make trouble and spread the reputation of Fat Ya and his unfilial piety, are you afraid that they won’t be afraid?"

Old Yang rolled his eyes at Tan, "Just pull her down. You didn't see Tang Yazi's behavior yesterday. If I dare to touch Qing girl again, that kid will have to beat me!"

"He dares!" Tan said loudly.

"How dare he!" Old Yangtou said.

"That look in my eyes is not deceiving. I can see it clearly. This person has come down from the battlefield with a life in his hand. If he really wants to beat me up, this old man, how can I explain? I will lose all my face for the rest of my life.

!" Lao Yangtou sighed, feeling useless.

Mrs. Tan's face dropped and she cursed: "You have been tough all your life, but you are still a coward when you get old, ugh!"

"Isn't it just a beating? That's just right. Tang Yazi really dares to punch you in the head. If we have solid evidence, we will go to the government to make trouble. We will make this matter bigger and let the emperor cut off Tang Yazi's official position.

Let Daan be demoted. We are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Let’s see who is afraid..."

"You blind old woman are talking nonsense again!"

Old Yangtou interrupted Tan's words angrily.

"Tangyazi and Da'an are both implicated. Do you think our Yongxian will not be affected? He is the cousin of Qing Yatou and Da'an Zheng'er Bajing!" Old Yangtou said.

Mr. Tan was stunned for a moment and argued: "Isn't this a separation of families? How can it hinder our Yongxian?"

Old Yang shook his head and pointed at Mr. Tan: "I said you women have long hair and short knowledge. It's true. This kind of unfilial and unvirtuous thing will be implicated as long as you don't get out of the fifth server. Not to mention our Yongxian and Qing

Girl, their relationship? Cousins, broken bones and even tendons!"

Tan's momentum immediately collapsed.

Although she kept making strong arguments, she also knew in her heart that there were some things that Old Yangtou knew better than her.

"Hey, Fatty, that god of plague, a broom star, a promising girl came out of someone else's family, and she took care of her natal family in a different way, so that all her brothers and sisters can go sideways. It's good for her, she killed her relatives for the sake of justice and ended up with her eldest cousin.

, this black-hearted person..."

Unable to cause any real blow to Yang Ruoqing, Tan could only sit on the bed and continue to condemn her verbally.

Old Yangtou was upset hearing these feeble accusations.

He got up and walked outside, but he was noticed by Mrs. Tan before he took a few steps.

"Where to go?" she asked.

Old Yangtou said: "Where else can we go? Ask the young boy to come and repair the door of this house. You are blind and have a door but no door. You have suffered me. You spent the whole night staring at this door that was not tightly closed.

I didn’t even sleep a wink!”

I always feel like there is a figure moving at the door of the house, which is really scary...

Mentioning the door of the house, Mrs. Tan gritted her teeth and cursed again: "You damn fat girl, you have to kick my door. The third and fourth are also heartless bastards. The door has been broken for a day and there is no ghost."

Come over and take a look and fix it. This is deliberately trying to kill us two old people! They say raising children to prevent old age, but I am raising a beast. God, please send a thunder and kill all these heartless people.

, can’t live anymore..."

In the west room separated by a wall, Yang Huaming was awakened by Tan's scolding.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically: "Hey, she almost blew my brains out. Before I had time to ask her for an explanation, she couldn't live. Who on earth couldn't live?"

Xiaojuan winked at Yang Huaming and signaled him to keep quiet. Even if he did, just mutter a few words and don't let the next door hear him.

Yang Huaming curled his lips and lowered his voice: "If she really feels that she can't live, then she shouldn't live. Anyway, she is already in her sixties. I don't think there are many old ladies in our village who can live to this age.

You can count them with just one hand..."

"Fourth brother, please stop saying a few words, or you will be in trouble if you hear him later!" Xiaojuan wanted to reach out and cover Yang Huaming's mouth.

Yang Huaming had no choice but to shut up, pull the quilt over his head and go back to sleep.

Xiaojuan continued to clean up the house, and from time to time she heard Tan's curses in the east room next door. She thought to herself, if the fourth brother made money sometime, they would buy a piece of land elsewhere to build a new house...

At noon, Mrs. Sun made the pork liver soup, and Yang Ruoqing rushed there as if against time.

"Mom, you should be busy with your family affairs. I will send it to my fourth uncle," she said.

As soon as I arrived at the backyard of the old house, I saw Yang Yongqing installing the door, and Lao Yangtou was directing beside him.

But Yang Yongqing's clumsy performance was obviously not what Old Yang Tou wanted, so Old Yang Tou scolded him while giving instructions.

And Old Yangtou's scolding naturally affected Tan's dissatisfaction in the east room, and Tan also started to curse.

Therefore, under the high pressure of Lao Yangtou and Tan, Yang Yongqing became more and more clumsy, flushed, panting from exhaustion, and made the door worse.

It almost hit him and Lao Yangtou several times, which made Lao Yangtou beat his chest and feet in anger, and habitually reached for his lower back, trying to hit Yang Yongqing with a cigarette pole.

But he found that the 'weapon' had been destroyed long ago, which made Old Yangtou even more upset.

"Qing'er is here, ask Qing'er to come and help!" Yang Yongqing turned his head and saw Yang Ruoqing carrying the food box into the backyard, as if he had met a savior.

Old Yangtou also saw Yang Ruoqing, but his old face suddenly fell down as if he was seeing a god of plague.

"Stop pretending now and go back to the backyard!" After saying this, Old Yang returned to the east room with his hands behind his back.

Even if he pulls a curtain to cover it, he will never ask for help from Qing Yatou. The old man feels that he still has this kind of backbone!

Seeing Lao Yang head back to the east room, Yang Yongqing froze on the spot. Was this... no longer pretending?
Chapter completed!