Yang Huazhou nodded, "Well, the young boy is quite good in this regard. At least he was working with me in a restaurant in Qing'an County a while ago, and he was quite practical. He didn't want to be lazy and do anything bad."

Yang Yongzhi added: "If you can bring Mrs. Mo back and give your daughter a mother, you will be an even more responsible and good man!"

Yang Yongqing still looked impressed after hearing the previous compliments. When he heard Mr. Mo's name, his expression immediately looked like he had eaten a fly.

"It's a good time to eat. Third brother, can you not say something that's off-putting to you?"

When I think of Mr. Mo, I think of the chamber pot man's latrine...

Finally, Yang Huazhong gave the order again: "Okay, stop talking, eat, eat, and disperse after eating!"

Lao Wang's family.

Because he was too full at the banquet at Lao Yang's house at noon, when Xiao Hei said he couldn't eat at night, Wang Hongquan immediately advised him: "We eat at noon, how can we replace the food at night? How can we go without eating for a long night?

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"But I really can't eat. I ate five large bowls of rice and a bowl of mushroom stewed pork belly at noon, hehe!" Xiao Hei patted his round belly and said with a smile.

At only fourteen years old, Xiao Hei used to be thick and dark, but now he is too thick and has become bloated. When he pats his belly like this, a circle of fat is rippling on his belly.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Huamei couldn't help but think of her obese self.

"Since he couldn't eat, he stopped eating that night, and it wouldn't be good if he overstretched himself." Yang Huamei said.

Normally, no matter how much Xiao Hei said he couldn't eat it, he would definitely be indispensable for having Yang Huamei three times a day.

Even if he couldn't eat right now, she would have to go to the kitchen to cook him a bowl of egg noodles in an hour or two before going to bed, but she had just come back from Yang Ruoqing's place right now, so she would keep her words in mind and not spoil him.

Not indulgent.

When Xiao Hei was full, he didn't care about other food. He turned around and played with the big yellow dog at home.

Yang Huamei called out again: "Xiao Hei, has your husband given any homework during this holiday?"

Xiao Hei rubbed the big yellow dog's head and said: "That's for sure. Our husband is too cruel. He won't let people calm down even after a holiday. The old man is really..."

"Don't be rude to sir!" Yang Huamei suddenly became serious.

"Stop playing with the big yellow dog now and go back to your room to do your homework. Students should look like they are studying." Yang Huamei ordered again.

Xiao Hei chuckled and continued to ravage the big yellow dog's head, turning a deaf ear to Yang Huamei's words.

"Can't you hear what I say? Go back home and read your homework!"

Yang Huamei suddenly roared.

The big yellow dog was startled and glanced at Yang Huamei with its big eyes. Sensing that something was wrong, he quickly ran out of the yard with his tail between his legs.

"Dahuang, come back!"

Xiao Hei shouted at the big yellow dog several times, but the big yellow dog ran away and disappeared.

He turned around in dissatisfaction, hanging his chin and puffing out his cheeks like he did when he was a child, and rolled his eyes at Yang Huamei in protest.

This action, when he did it when he was young, was really interesting and it was a kind of personality expression.

But when he is fourteen years old and is dark and strong, he still does this action, and he is not cute at all. Not only is he not cute, he also looks very stupid. There is a barbaric and dull look in his stupidity, just like those adult fools on the street.

Similar.

Yang Huamei put one hand on her hips and pointed at Xiao Hei with the other, and said sternly: "It's useless for you to roll your eyes at me. My family has worked hard for you to study, so you have to study hard for me and come back as a scholar as soon as possible. If you plan to do this,

If you have been waiting to die in school under the guise of studying, then come back to me as soon as possible to help your father work in the fields!"

"Humph, just write, no one is afraid of who!" Xiao Hei stamped his foot, turned around and rushed into the house angrily. The door was slammed hard behind him.

The door of the house had been repaired several times, and each time it was kicked by their brothers. Now the door frame was slightly loosened by Xiao Hei's slam.

Yang Huamei's heart twitched. She wanted to catch up and curse a few more words, but after thinking about it, she held back.

No matter what, as long as he goes in and does his homework.

When he turned around, he saw Wang Hongquan with a dark face and muttering in his mouth.

Yang Huamei didn't need to guess to know that her father-in-law was protecting Xiao Hei again.

"Dad, please don't feel bad if these children can't be disciplined. A filial son emerges from a stick. It's for his own good that I let him study more."

Wang Hongquan twitched his lips: "Then Shuanzi and his mother and I never put our hands on his head when he was a child. When he grows up, is he not the same filial piety? Xiaohei finally comes back from vacation, why don't you just let him play more?

It's not good to be too strict, as it will force the child to be cowardly..."

Yang Huamei was so angry that her heart ached, "Dad, why did Wang Shuanzi and I almost break up last time, why have you forgotten now?"

Wang Hongquan opened his mouth, then frowned and closed it again.

Last time, it was because Xiao Hei made a mistake. The couple wanted to teach their child a lesson and the quarrel escalated. After that incident, Chunhua was completely cut off from her family. On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the eldest daughter and

My son-in-law bought mooncakes from a restaurant and went back to his parents' house for a meal.

"Hey, I don't care about anything anymore. It's up to you whether you beat, scold or hurt your own child. I'm old and can't care about that much anymore. I'm still being disliked and getting in the way..."

Wang Hongquan muttered, turned around and staggered back to the east room.

Yang Huamei cooked porridge at night, blanched some wild vegetables in boiling water, minced ginger, garlic, and pickled peppers, added salt and a few drops of fried rapeseed oil, mixed well, and brought it to the table.

I went to the east room and called Wang Hongquan to come out for dinner. Yang Huamei brought a bowl to the west room to feed Wang Shuanzi.

"I gave Xiao Hei a good training before, so he knew how to play. I sent him back to the house to read and write."

"Well, I heard it all. You did the right thing. It should have been like this a long time ago."

Wang Shuanzi sat up, his weak voice full of praise for Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei finally showed a smile, "Just stand by me. Your father was unhappy again. He argued with me for a few words, but I was so angry that I didn't say a word. Both my grandfather and grandson must be holding fire in their hearts right now.

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Wang Shuanzi shook his head gently: "It's up to them how we should teach them. I've said long ago that pampering and spoiling are not good for children, and will harm them in the long run... I hope it's not too late now."

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After Yang Huamei finished feeding Wang Shuanzi, she relayed Yang Ruoqing's words to him, "...These are all said by Qing'er herself. Now you can rest in peace and recuperate, right?"

The stone in Wang Shuanzi's heart fell, and he smiled weakly: "Qing'er is a sharp-tongued person, and by arranging a job, it gives us a way out. We must remember this kindness!"

Yang Huamei nodded lightly. She didn't want to mention what happened at Lao Yang's house, lest it affect his recovery.

"It's almost time. I'll go to the dark room to see how he's writing." She got up and walked out.
Chapter completed!