Tan suddenly said to Sun and the others: "What's going on with you? You just agreed?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment and looked at Mr. Tan confused, not understanding what Mr. Tan meant.

Yang Huazhong also looked puzzled, "Mom, what do you mean..."

Mrs. Tan frowned: "Can't you see that this is a greedy little Heizui who wants to eat and drink at another restaurant?"

"ah?"

Sun and Yang Huazhong looked at each other, neither of them expected that Tan would say such a thing.

Yang Huazhong said: "Mom, don't say that, it's just a meal. Even if he is greedy, we can afford it."

After all, he is his biological nephew. If he really wants to come over for a meal, his uncle is still willing to greet him.

Mrs. Tan seemed a little frustrated and shook her head: "I know you two are generous people. You can afford even three meals, not to mention one meal."

"What I mean is, we can't indulge that boy so much. Why do we want to see Granny and my uncle and aunt? They just want to eat and drink."

"Now your third bedroom has readily agreed. Later, he will eat it all over the world, and all the fourth and fifth bedrooms will use it. Is that okay?"

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other again, neither of them knew what to say.

Yang Ruoqing ate all the candied date rice in the bowl and stretched out comfortably.

"Nai is very thorough and her analysis makes sense."

First of all, she gave Tan absolute affirmation.

Mrs. Tan glanced at her and her face looked better. Finally, someone understood her. Otherwise, it would have seemed like she was a bad person in the end and would not feed her grandson.

Changing the topic, Yang Ruoqing said: "However, my parents' reception is understandable. After all, my aunt came to discuss it in person, and the reasons she gave were reasonable. Who is not allowed to entertain meals when visiting relatives? You can't drive the guests away, right?

Especially the relationship between direct relatives. So there is nothing wrong with what my parents did."

Yang Huazhong and Sun also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fat Ya, if you said it, it means you didn't say it. He Xini is not interesting." Tan curled his lips and became unhappy again.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, and then said: "This is not conciliation, but the truth. If we refuse my aunt's request, my aunt will definitely die of heartbreak. Can you bear it?"

The corners of Tan's mouth moved, but finally she gave up her objection.

Well, she admitted that she really couldn't bear it.

"My parents can't bear it, and my aunt can't see through Xiao Hei's true intentions. In the eyes of her mother, what she always sees is that her son has grown up, become sensible, and starts to be filial.

We are elders, so if we refuse now, in my aunt's eyes, we will be rejecting the filial piety of a child."

"Hey, your aunt is also blind, blinded to death by Xiao Hei." Mrs. Tan gave up her resistance completely and stood up slowly while holding on to the edge of the table.

"If that's the case, then I won't say anything else, and I won't be flattering if I say it." Mrs. Tan kept talking and walked towards the door of the hall.

When passing by Mr. Sun, he stopped and warned: "Just make a few dishes for dinner and it's enough. Don't make it too rich. It won't be a problem. That kid doesn't have enough to eat. He's not sensible. Feeding him food is better than feeding it to a dog."

... "

Sun's expression was strange. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. She could only nod perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I know what I'm doing."

Tan just left.

After Tan left, Sun couldn't help asking Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing: "What's wrong with the old lady? In the past, when Xiao Hei returned to the village, she would hurry up and urge me to prepare meals and invite the children to come and eat."

One time, I cooked eight dishes, but she still thought the food was not enough and neglected her grandson. What is going on now?"

Yang Huazhong touched his head and grinned happily: "People say that the stepmother is the stepmother. Is this the old lady the stepmother?"

Sun gave Yang Huazhong an angry look and said, "People are asking you to talk seriously. Stop making jokes like that."

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Actually, in the past few years, my mother has seen Mei'er being made angry and crying by her two children many times. A mother will always feel sorry for her own child. She must be on Mei'er's side."

"But Dabai and Xiaohei are the children of Mei'er. Even if Meier is angry with them and cries, she still loves them and loves them. Otherwise, she wouldn't help Dabai pay off the debt." Mrs. Sun muttered.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Yes, no wonder they say that the water in the ditch flows downstream. There is nothing we can do!"

Yang Ruoqing listened with deep understanding.

This reminded her of several pictures she had seen in her previous life, and she had a strong sense of contrast.

Every year when a new semester begins, the entrance to the kindergarten is crowded with parents. Children cry in class, and parents cry at the school gate.

And inside the iron gate of the nursing home, an old lady suffering from Alzheimer's disease was patting the iron gate and crying, saying, 'I want to go home, I want to go home!'

But except for a few staff members who arrived late, there was no one else outside the iron gate...

If children can allocate 30% of their parents' love back to their parents, they are rare filial sons.

"Although I have to treat you warmly, I still have to say what I need to say." Yang Huazhong thought about it for a while and then suddenly said.

"Ah? Then what do you want to say? Who are you talking to?" asked Sun in surprise.

Yang Huazhong narrowed his eyes: "Of course I told Xiao Hei. I want to tell him to study hard. He has been studying for so many years. Not to mention the scholar, he has not even passed the entrance examination. It is obvious that he is just messing around in the school.

We can’t go on like this forever!”

Mrs. Sun suddenly became nervous and said, "My father, I advise you not to say those unpleasant words. My child came over happily to have dinner as a guest. If you have anything to say, please wait until next time!"

Yang Huazhong glanced at Mr. Sun, a little irritated, "I am his uncle, and uncles are just like fathers. Do I have to choose the time and place to tell him to study hard?"

Sun shook her head: "No, I didn't mean that. Of course you can say it, but..."

"Dad, my mother thinks that my aunt is in a good mood right now, and she is afraid that what you say will ruin the scene. Although your intention is good, your words of advice are offensive, and not everyone can distinguish right from wrong and know good from evil."

Yang Huazhong frowned, and his face looked a little ugly. He thought for a while and said, "Then I'll take a look at it then. I'll go out for a walk first and come back later."

Mrs. Sun smiled gently and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, you can go, as long as you are happy."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this line, she secretly thought that I am really a good, virtuous and considerate wife. She spoke to her father with such a kind tone and good temper. She was a standard ancient virtuous woman.

Yang Huazhong walked a few steps and suddenly remembered something. He stopped and turned to look here, "By the way, what are you planning to prepare for lunch? Do you want me to stay and help you sort it out?"

A hint of smile flashed across Yang Ruoqing's eyes.
Chapter completed!