That night, for the first time in Liu Xueyun's dream, a woman other than his wife appeared.

The girl climbed out of the hole in the wall, with a hand behind her pulling her ankle. She was scared, she cried, she begged him...

His daughter-in-law was bullied to death like this, and he couldn't stand it!

He saved the girl, and when she looked up, he saw a face exactly like his wife's!

Yes, he was really confused at that moment. Surprise, shock, and the excitement of meeting again after a long absence came over him like huge waves.

Didn’t my wife die at that time?

Did she escape?

But then he realized something was wrong!

My daughter-in-law was buried with the hands of an old servant, and it was he who picked up the bones when the grave was moved last time!

My wife is really dead, there is no luck.

The girl in front of her looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but her wife was already twenty-one when she passed away.

This is not the same person, it just looks different from what I imagined.

But how can there be two people in the world who look so similar?

I have never heard my daughter-in-law mention that she has a sister living outside the home before?

After dreaming at midnight, Liu Xueyun was tossing and turning in her mind, thinking about this matter. She was groggy all night, and became more and more tired as she slept. She fell into a deep sleep at dawn.

…

"I didn't expect Xiao Liu's drinking capacity to be so light. He was so drunk that he couldn't get up. If I had known better, I shouldn't have tried to persuade him to drink."

While having breakfast, after being reminded by Yang Ruoqing, no one asked Liu Xueyun to get up so that he could sleep a little longer.

Hearing Blacksmith Luo's self-reproaching words, Wang Cuilian's tone was slightly angry: "I've told you many times that wine is not a good tonic. When a guest comes, I have to catch him and drink him hard. Please give me more advice."

How nice it would be for the guests to have some food and a bowl of chicken soup!"

Blacksmith Luo has a good temper, and even when Wang Cuilian scolds him, he still smiles.

"As a woman, you don't understand. As a man, there is no one who doesn't like wine."

"When guests come to your house, it's your job as women to give them food. For men, you can eat whatever you want, but wine is definitely indispensable."

Wang Cuilian pouted: "Is this your own imagination?"

Blacksmith Luo said: "No, this is what others said. Xiaoduo's uncle, the cattle dealer in Xiangjiazhuang, said it himself when we were having dinner at the same table. Look, the more vigorous the men are, the less likely they are to drink wine! I can't drink wine.

Well, this hospitality is not good enough."

Wang Cuilian glanced towards the guest room: "Look, this greeting is spot on. Xiao Liu went to bed with an empty stomach and couldn't wake up. The young man's body is exhausted. How can he compare with you old drunkards."

Blacksmith Luo talked a lot, and seemed to want to use wine table culture to argue peacefully with Wang Cuilian. Yang Ruoqing was worried that their peaceful argument would escalate the conflict, so she hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Xueyun must be tired from traveling these days, let's

It doesn't matter if he sleeps a little longer or gets hungry a few times. When he was in the capital, he was so busy that sometimes he couldn't even bother to eat all day long!"

Wang Cuilian nodded: "I'll have an early lunch that time."

Yang Ruoqing smiled gratefully at Wang Cuilian.

Then he said to Blacksmith Luo: "Yesterday we went to Xiangjiazhuang to visit Jiaojiao and the cattle dealer uncle, and we specially advised him to abstain from drinking during this period. Because he was greedy for drinking, he drank half a cup at noon and at night, and his leg was injured.

Duo'er and Shengnan were both anxious to death after repeated attempts to persuade her, but they couldn't persuade her. Hua'er and I also tried to persuade her yesterday, hoping that the cattle dealer's uncle would listen."

Blacksmith Luo smiled, grabbed the jug and filled the wine cup in front of him, and said: "The cattle trader has no other hobbies in his life, he just likes a sip of wine. This trip to make him abstain from alcohol is more troublesome than killing him!

Eighty percent of the time, you won’t really listen to me if you’re just doing it for the sake of it.”

Wang Cuilian said: "If he obeys the law, he will be harmed in the end. The pain in his leg is also hurting him. His own suffering is not counted, and it will in turn drag down the children. Why bother?"

Just after breakfast, Yang Ruoqing was helping Wang Cuilian clear away the dishes in the kitchen when Xiaohua came over.

Her expression was a little bad, and Yang Ruoqing knew that she was up to something.

Wang Cuilian also saw it, so she said to Yang Ruoqing: "I will take care of it here, you go and do your work."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaohua and said, "What's the matter?"

Yang Ruoqing did not see Wang Cuilian outside, and did not want to drag Xiaohua out.

Xiao Hua said: "Sister, Duo'er has returned to her parents' home."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's a good thing for Duo'er to return to her parents' home. What's wrong?"

Xiaohua continued: "I came back last night. It was too late, and there were guests at your house again, so I didn't come over to say anything."

"Why did you come back overnight? What happened?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly became vigilant.

Xiaohua frowned: "I had a fight with Shengnan's father, and he came back angry, bringing Jiaojiao with him. Shengnan sent him back."

…

Next door is Yang Huazhong's house.

Xiaoduo is not in the main room, but in the backyard where she lived before she got married.

Xiaoduo sat on the bed with her clothes on, her head dejected, her eyes red and swollen like peach.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were each sitting on a stool in front of the bed, and they both took turns persuading.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua coming in one after another, Sun and Da Sun stopped talking and both turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing glanced around the room after entering the house, "Where is Jiaojiao?"

Xiaohua said hurriedly: "In my room, I'm sleeping with Fuwa, and our dad is watching from the side."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, then came to the bedside and sat down sideways, tilting her head and looking at Xiaoduo's pale face and red eyes.

"You are crying so haggardly. It seems that the fight with Shengnan's father was very fierce?" she asked.

Xiaoduo raised her eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, frowning and wondering whether to laugh or cry: "Sister, everyone is like this, but you are still in the mood to joke."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, leaning back a little: "I just don't understand. Are you going to quarrel with a confused person like Shengnan's father? Can't you just treat his words as farts?"

Beside him, Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Qing'er is right, he just farts!"

An unnatural smile appeared on Xiaoduo's face, and he twisted his body and said: "He is a big living person, and he is also my elder. The words he pointed at my nose and said were really unpleasant, and I was also angry.

I just talked back to him a few times, but unexpectedly he drank so much that he went crazy..."

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand to straighten some of Xiaoduo's hair that stuck to her mouth, and softened her voice and said: "No matter how much the other party is fooling around, pretending to be crazy or acting stupid, you have to stay calm. The quarrel is for others to see, don't take it seriously.

It is not worthwhile to let your anger get into the pit of your heart and make yourself so angry that your body becomes so angry."

"Look at my grandma, she always closes her eyes and covers her ears when quarreling with others. She just quarrels with herself and never listens to what her opponent is scolding. In this way, she is the one who continuously deals damage, so our grandma

She has never lost a fight, and we all have to learn this from her."
Chapter completed!