At the entrance of the Luo family compound in Changping Village, Yang Huamei and Dabai, mother and son, were chatting.

"Get in here!"

"I won't come in!"

"Didn't you tell me well when you came here? If you broke the account book yourself, go and explain it to your sister Qing'er."

Yang Huamei put one hand on her hips and held on to Dabai's arm with the other.

Dabai held the basic account books in both hands, but his feet were like nails nailed to the door of Luo's courtyard. He leaned back with his nose pouted, refusing to move forward.

"Why don't you go in? Go in!" Yang Huamei tugged and tugged, and even twisted Dabai's arm hard.

Dabai's arms were thick and he didn't care at all about Yang Huamei's twisting.

"I won't go, I'm afraid Sister Qing'er will beat me."

"If you're afraid, you have to go. You'll have to bear the trouble you cause."

"I can't afford it, I'm afraid."

"Afraid of your size, afraid that you would dare to fight with the account book? Come in!"

"Mom, I'm begging you, I won't fight anymore, let's go home..." Seeing that Dabai was too hard, he switched to soft, begging Yang Huamei pitifully for mercy.

Yang Huamei was determined to let Dabai learn a lesson, and no matter how much Dabai begged, he would not let go.

Seeing that she refused to eat, Dabai rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at the far door and shouted: "Sister Qing'er!"

When Yang Huamei turned around, he pushed Yang Huamei away and turned around and ran away.

Yang Huamei was pushed to the ground, and her tailbone just hit a raised stone. The pain was so painful that her face turned pale and she couldn't get up.

"You little bastard, come back here..."

Dabai ran for a while and turned around to see Yang Huamei still sitting on the ground.

Dabai hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and threw all the account books in his hand on the ground, "Mom, you forced me. If I don't return to this house, you will treat me as your son..."

"What?"

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment. Before she could recover, Dabai had already run away along the road.

Yang Huamei became anxious, struggled to get up from the ground, and went to pat the Luo family's courtyard door.

Blacksmith Luo went to the fish pond early in the morning to put in bait, Yang Ruoqing was in the backyard instructing Baby Luo on how to kick and punch, and Wang Cuilian was busy cooking breakfast.

As soon as she had boiled a jar of water and brought it to the main room in the front yard, she heard a knock on the door. Wang Cuilian hurriedly opened the courtyard door, and Yang Huamei rushed in.

If not for Wang Cuilian's support, Yang Huamei would have fallen to the ground.

"Meier, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister-in-law, are Brother Blacksmith and Qing'er here?"

"Your blacksmith brother went to the fish pond early in the morning, Qing'er is here..."

"Where is it? Sister-in-law, please hurry up and call Qing'er for me. I have something important to see her."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing hurried to the front yard, where Yang Huamei was limping out of the yard door and heading towards the main road.

"aunt."

Yang Ruoqing shouted and chased after him.

Before she could ask her why she was walking like this, Yang Huamei grabbed her hand.

"Qing'er, hurry up, help me chase Dabai back, he ran towards the main road."

"Chase him? Why is he running?"

Yang Ruoqing was confused.

Luo Baobao followed him out of the yard. Seeing that his account books were thrown all over the floor, Luo Baobao rushed over and picked up the account books one by one, carefully blowing off the dust on them and holding them in his arms.

"Auntie, what's going on with this account book? Why is it dirty and broken? And why did you throw the account book on the ground?"
Chapter completed!