Yang Yongzhi's anger and sadness seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. He stared blankly at Yang Huazhong in front of him, his eyes slowly rolled around, and he nodded lightly.

"Third uncle, I understand. Don't worry, I will control myself."

He said in a hoarse voice, turning sideways and looking at the sunlit river, "I'm so dirty here. I want to wash it off before going home."

Yang Huazhong also looked at himself and said, "Sure, Qing boy and I will also wash up together. Qing'er, you go home first."

The three elders could just take off their clothes and plunge into the river, but Yang Ruoqing was inconvenienced.

She didn't insist, "Okay, then I'll go back first. Dad, third brother, don't wait too long. Come back when you're done. I still have something to discuss with you."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi both nodded.

Yang Yongqing smiled apologetically and asked: "Qing'er, I won't go, right? This has nothing to do with me anymore..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her leg as if to kick: "Little cousin, do you dare to say such heartless and meaningless words again? Do you believe that I will kick you into the river?"

Yang Yongqing would not dare to confront Yang Ruoqing head-on. The two bloody holes on the chamber pot guy's shoulders have not yet formed scars!

He was so frightened that he hid behind Yang Huazhong, grabbed Yang Huazhong's clothes tightly and stuck his head out: "If you want to kick Yang Huazhong again, it will be the fourth time. Third uncle, you don't care if your sister beats your brother, big or small..."

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Yang Huazhong had long been accustomed to the relationship between the siblings. He knew that Yang Yongqing was a piece of meat, and he also understood that Yang Ruoqing had a measured approach and would not really do anything outrageous.

"Young boy, don't worry, your sister won't really kick you in front of me."

The man's words immediately gave Yang Yongqing a reassurance, but before he could swallow it, the word "but" came out of Yang Huazhong's mouth.

Usually in such a context, the previous content can be basically ignored, and the words after the ‘but’ are the focus.

"But what you just said is indeed wrong. Why will nothing happen to you next? Mr. Mo is still being taken care of by his family at Li Jia's house. We have to discuss taking him back, right?"

"I don't want it, and I won't accept it!"

"Why are you so heartless and unjust? Look at Yongzhi, Chen Jinhong and he have been divorced for so many years, and now he can still take care of their original relationship and take care of her affairs. Look at you again? Are you decent?

"Yang Huazhong was really angry this time. He lowered his face and scolded Yang Yongqing seriously.

Yang Yongqing's brows were tightly knitted together, and his expression was as troubled as if he couldn't poop for three days.

"Third uncle, if the person lying in the coffin is Mr. Mo, I will not do any worse than my third brother. But Mr. Mo is alive and has been defiled by the chamber pot man. I will not be the successor!"

"You big-headed devil, if you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I will kick you into the river?"

Yang Huazhong was really angry. He turned around and slapped him with a glare.

Yang Yongqing held his head and jumped to the side and said with a playful smile: "Uncle San, you are so angry. You had to use your feet instead of your hands to kick me into the river... Oops!"

"Plop!"

After a huge splash, Yang Yongqing poked his wet head out of a circle of water splashes and ripples.

He raised his hand to wipe the water from his face, stepped on the water splashing under his feet, raised his head and shouted to the three people on the river dam: "Who is attacking me? Stand up!"

"It's me!"

Yang Yongzhi took off his coat and said, "If you tell me that you have a dirty mouth, I will not only kick you but also beat you!"

Before he finished speaking, he threw his coat aside and plunged into the water.

Suddenly, the two brothers were wrestling together in the water.

Yang Huazhong has a big head, these two brothers...

Yang Ruoqing grinned.

Many older brothers and younger brothers in the family are like this. They grow up fighting and making trouble. Even when they are the same age as my father and fourth uncle, sometimes they seem to get along very brutally and violently, but the family love that is dissolved in the blood is not

It cannot be erased either.

The more they quarrel like this, the more alienated they seem. If the two brothers are so polite on the surface, like distant relatives who haven't been in contact with each other for a long time, then it's really a big problem.

"Qing'er, please go back quickly and tell your mother not to worry. I'll go back after washing."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing hurriedly confessed and got into the water.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, then put her hands next to her mouth like a trumpet and shouted into the river: "Third brother, kick my little cousin a few more times, help me!"

"okay!"

"You are so bad, working together in collusion, ah, it hurts..."

Yang Ruoqing walked away amidst their commotion. The third brother probably needed to vent his emotions at this moment.

When she got home, she briefly explained the whole story to Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian and then rushed into the bathroom.

Not only did I jump into a manure pit last night, but I also spent several hours with rotting corpses. The problem cannot be solved without five buckets of bath water.

The first bucket of bath water had no ingredients added, it was just warm water to rinse the body.

In the second bucket of bath water, disinfectant materials were added to kill all the bacteria brought back from the body.

Start putting milk in the third bucket. Although the sterilized materials are harmless to the body, there is always a fear of slight irritation to the delicate and smooth skin, so the third bucket uses milk to fully moisturize, from hair to toes.

Head, not a single thing is missing.

The fourth bucket was filled with petals, and I was soaked in it, even with a rose petal in my mouth.

By the time she soaked in the fourth bucket, Wang Cuilian had already taken the dirty clothes she had changed to the pond, washed them cleanly, and dried them in the backyard.

"Qing'er, your uncle asked me to tell you to take a good bath and don't worry about anything else. He went over to say hello to your third sister-in-law and your mother at the old house, telling them not to worry."

When Wang Cuilian's voice came through the bathroom door, Yang Ruoqing was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep leaning on the edge of the tub.

Hearing this, she quickly spat out the petals in her mouth, turned towards the door and said, "Uncle, if you are interested, I can be lazy."

Wang Cuilian smiled and said, "Qing'er, you haven't slept all night and haven't eaten breakfast. I'm going to make you some millet porridge. You can drink it later and go to sleep for a while?"

"Auntie, I've gained weight recently, so I won't eat millet porridge. Just boil me a hard-boiled egg." Yang Ruoqing said, touching her waist, which was as smooth as satin and as slender as before.

Wang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, "Why didn't I notice that you had gained weight? Besides, how many grains of rice are there in the millet porridge? You won't gain any weight even if you drink ten bowls of it!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, swimming gently in the water. Her voice became more intimate and casual: "Aunt, it's true. You can just follow me. I'm keeping in shape."

Across the door, Wang Cuilian couldn't help but smile a little more lovingly and dotingly as she listened to this slightly coquettish tone.

It seemed as if it wasn't his niece-in-law inside, but his delicate daughter-in-law.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you. If you get hungry later, don't rely on me!"
Chapter completed!