"Fourth uncle, you said I can do it, but don't talk about my wife. My wife is very kind to me. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am now!" Dabai turned his head and looked directly at Yang Huaming fearlessly.

Yang Huaming laughed again, pointed at Dabai and said with a smile to the people on the left and right: "Listen, this guy is leaving his own mother here to elevate a master wife whom he has known for less than half a year like a Guanyin Bodhisattva. He is being fed.

Are you in a state of ecstasy or something like that? Could it be that you, the young man, have been misled by seeing someone young and beautiful?"

"Crack!"

Dabai suddenly threw the tea bowl to the ground, stood up, pointed at Yang Huaming's nose and yelled: "You are talking nonsense, if you continue to smear my wife, I will fight with you!"

Yang Huaming was dumbfounded. He sat on the stool and looked up at the ferocious Dabai, his mind buzzing.

After living half your life, you are actually being pointed at and scolded by a junior and even beaten?

Yang Huamei hurriedly stood up, hugged Dabai's arm and pulled him to sit down. She was also scolding Dabai for being ignorant and contradicting her elders. The elders are all for your own good...

Everyone else was also shocked.

The little kid on the baby chair was so frightened that he was about to cry. Ju'er quickly picked up the kid and coaxed him while looking at him with reproachful eyes.

Chen Biao also stood up with a dark face, as if Dabai dared to pounce on Yang Huaming and hit him, and he would take action.

Yang Yongzhi, who had planned not to speak before, also patted the table and stood up, pointing at Dabai's nose: "Are you looking for a beating?"

"Try giving it a try!"

Dabai had just been dragged back to the stool by Yang Huamei, and now he struggled to stand up again. He held his neck and put his face in front of Yang Yongzhi. A twisted and beating vein stretched from his forehead to his neck.

The blood all over his body poured into his eyes, converging into a pair of scarlet eyes in the white eyeballs, and he grinned as if he wanted to swallow Yang Yongzhi alive.

Yang Yongzhi's originally raised palm froze in mid-air, and he did not dare to hit it anymore.

"Crack!"

Someone slapped Dabai hard in the face from the side, and it was loud and clear.

Dabai was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground, and the chair overturned with him.

Yang Huamei exclaimed and rushed to help Dabai.

The eyes of others fell on the person who slapped him in surprise.

"Qing'er, you, you..."

Yang Huazhong was so shocked that he was speechless.

Yang Ruoqing calmly retracted her hand, glanced at Dabai who was still trapped on the ground, and smiled coldly: "How dare you act wild in my territory? How about beating him? If you dare to yell again, I will throw him out of the second floor window!"

Yang Huaming applauded directly and cheered loudly.

"Well done, this kid deserves a beating!"

Yang Yongzhi and Chen Biao both gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up: "Well done!"

Ju'er smiled very comfortably, holding the child and walking around beside her, teasing the child intentionally or unintentionally: "Did you see? Arrogance will be beaten, you have to do it when you grow up.

You're a good boy, don't ask your mother to worry about you..."

Dabai was helped by Yang Huamei to stand up, covering his face, staring at Yang Ruoqing with hatred, and the corners of his mouth were trembling with grievance, as if Yang Ruoqing had done something huge that tarnished his personality, destroyed his dignity, and severely wounded him.

His body seemed to push his life into the abyss of darkness.

"Why are you staring? What's wrong with me just beating you? If you have the ability, you can beat me back?" Yang Ruoqing looked at Dabai with a smile, her condescending gaze and undisguised contempt made Dabai tremble with anger.

No matter how brave he was, he wouldn't dare to hit Yang Ruoqing. The second reason was because he was worried about her identity. The main reason was that he knew he couldn't beat her.

In shame and anger, Yang Huamei happened to be holding his arm, so he pushed Yang Huamei away with force, turned around and ran out of the private room.

Yang Huamei staggered a few times, shouted and chased after her, but was pulled back by Yang Ruoqing.

"What are you chasing after? Do you want to be pushed back by him again?"

Yang Huamei stamped her feet anxiously: "I'm worried that he will do something stupid when he is angry..."

"Don't worry, the person he cares about most in the world is himself, and he won't do anything stupid." Yang Ruoqing pulled Yang Huamei back to the table and sat her down.

Yang Huamei covered her face and cried. While crying, she complained to everyone: "What are you doing? You just asked him to come over and ask questions, but why did it end up like this? Woohoo..."

Yang Huaming was also full of anger: "You also know that we came to him specifically to question him? Then did you see his scornful attitude?"

"Did he answer his third uncle's questions? Did he talk to us openly and honestly like an adult?"

"I just said a few words to his wife. Seeing how anxious he was, he almost hit me, my fourth uncle. Did you control him?"

"What? Now he got a slap and ran away in anger, and you feel bad for him? Just blame us, a slap can't make a sound, and you don't even look at what kind of son you have raised, there is no crown prince.

But I am destined to suffer from the disease of the crown prince, bah!"

Yang Huaming's words have been stuck in his heart for a long time. In order to worry about Yang Huamei's mood, he never said it before. He only occasionally mentioned a few words in a vague way. This is very enjoyable and enjoyable. It is better than drinking three kilograms of soju.

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Yang Huamei was dumbfounded by the scolding and sat there blankly staring at Yang Huaming.

After a while, she suddenly opened her mouth and started crying, sobbing and saying: "... As a mother, why don't you treat your son better? No matter how ignorant he is, he is still my son, and any of you can abandon him.

, but I can’t. I gave him life, I brought him into this world. Since he chose to be reincarnated in my belly, I want to give him the best things in this world. Is this wrong?

Is it wrong for parents to love their children?"

"Aunt, you are right." Yang Ruoqing stood beside Yang Huamei and said firmly.

Yang Huamei looked at Yang Ruoqing with tears in her eyes, as if she had found a soulmate.

"But aunt, parents love their children for a far-reaching purpose. True love is not to satisfy his short-term appetite, nor to let him get what he wants. True love is to teach him the correct outlook on life and cultivate his independence, perseverance and perseverance."

Pull out, down-to-earth, hard-working, hard-working spirit.”

"Especially for boys, we need to cultivate their sense of responsibility. They should strive for what they want, and don't always think about asking their parents to ask for it."

"My parents' abilities are limited after all. Let's compare you to my uncle Shuanzi. You keep saying that you want to give him the best in the world. Why is it that a mere forty taels of silver puts you in such a difficult position?"

"You can't give it!"

"He has to fight for it on his own."

"He can borrow money from all of us, but obviously with his attitude and performance today, he is destined to not be able to borrow money."

"If you want to blame, you can blame him. I even slapped him, but I slapped him for my father, my fourth uncle and the others, because he didn't respect his two uncles, and disrespecting his uncle means disrespecting himself.
Chapter completed!