"What fun are you having when we ask you a question?"

If the original intention was to give Yang Ruoqing a little bit of power, then Yang Ruoqing's indifferent attitude at this moment really irritated Ms. Tan, and even the smile on Yang Huamei's face disappeared little by little.

Mrs. Sun also came out, holding a spatula in her hand.

Don't think that she came out to use the spatula as a weapon to protect Yang Ruoqing. She was frightened by the unexpected situation and didn't bother to put down the spatula and followed him out.

"Mom, Mei'er, I was there when Xiao Hei came over. This was a misunderstanding. Qing'er didn't..."

"This is not a misunderstanding." Yang Ruoqing said, still with an indifferent smile on her face.

"If that kid hadn't run so fast, I would have hit him with a pair of iron pokers." She added.

Tan and Yang Huamei looked at each other, and their expressions became a little ugly.

Mrs. Sun was even more panicked and anxious, and couldn't help but stamp her feet: "Qing'er, what are you talking about!"

She turned around and wanted to explain to Tan and Yang Huamei, but Yang Ruoqing didn't give her a chance to say those words of weakness.

"Nanny, if I had a magic weapon that could preserve his movements in the kitchen and play them back for you to see, you would understand why I kicked him out."

"How can you go to someone else's house for dinner and go to the kitchen to take off the lid of the pot, look through the dishes and cupboards, and ask about what to eat here and there? If a three-year-old child is ignorant, that's all. He still has more than half a month to go.

I am fifteen years old and I will be able to marry a wife in two years. Will it be the same when I go to my father-in-law’s house? "

The color of Yang Huamei's face changed erratically, from black to white, then white and then red, as brilliantly as if she had knocked over the dyeing workshop, but her aura had obviously weakened.

As for Ms. Tan, she was not as aggressive as before, one eye was rolling, and she was already scolding Xiao Hei in her heart, but she couldn't admit her mistake at this time.

"Xiao Hei, is it really like what Fat Ya said? As for the third daughter-in-law, you are not allowed to favor Fat Ya. It is whatever you want."

Tan took a step back and turned to attack Sun.

The words of warning she spoke were just bluffs. The couple are rare honest people in the world, and they basically don't lie.

But what Tan doesn't know is that although Yang Huazhong and Sun really don't know and disdain to lie, they still tell white lies.

Just like the fact that Old Yangtou took in the woman named Yunya outside, Yang Huazhong and the Sun family kept it a secret.

At this moment, facing Tan's interrogation, Sun nodded directly without thinking: "Qing'er didn't lie, I can testify."

Yang Huamei's expression became even more ugly.

She doesn't completely trust Mr. Sun, but she trusts her son. He can definitely do that kind of thing.

When I went to his aunt's house, he was also like this. I told him several times but didn't take it seriously.

My aunt was embarrassed to chase him away because he was her mother's nephew, but when she came here she met Qing'er and was dismayed by the encounter. Alas!

"Third sister-in-law, I'm really sorry. It's because I didn't teach him well and made him behave like this. I will scold him when I go home!"

Yang Huamei was so ashamed that her face turned red.

When Mrs. Sun saw Yang Huamei like this, she became even more panicked.

Subconsciously, I wanted to reach out and hold Yang Huamei's hand, so that the other party could feel my sincerity, welcome, and tolerance, but as soon as I stretched out my hand, I realized that she was holding a spatula.

So, Mrs. Sun stood there at a loss and explained to Yang Huamei in a hurry: "Mei'er, please don't say that. In my eyes, Xiao Hei is still a child. It's understandable that he is curious about this. We are my uncle's family here, and

It’s not someone else’s, it’s okay, don’t scold him, ah!”

Mrs. Sun didn't even know what to say.

Because Qing'er had just said before that Xiao Hei would be able to get married when he was almost fifteen, and now he emphasized that he was still a child. Wasn't this trying to undermine his daughter?

But if she didn't say this, Meier would be even more unable to step on stage, and this dinner would be even more embarrassing.

So Sun had to bite the bullet and say a bunch of contradictory and confusing logic to try to comfort Yang Huamei. In the end, she didn't know what she wanted to express.

Besides nodding apologetically, Yang Huamei didn't know how to respond.

Mrs. Tan felt that she should say something to smooth things over and get this matter out of the way as soon as possible. So she coughed dryly and muttered: "Even if that's the case, Qing'er, you can just say a few words to him. It's not serious."

Pick up the iron pokers and scare him. A young man of his age can be sensible even if he says he is sensible, and not sensible even if he says he is ignorant. He cannot tell the truth from the false. Besides, he is a guest when he comes to the door. After eating, he will go back.

Couldn't you be more polite and patient?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and waited for Tan to finish his argument. During the argument, it is also a kind of measure to let your opponent talk to his heart's content.

There is no other way, Yang Ruoqing is such a measured person.

After letting your opponent talk for a while, you will basically understand the opponent's approach and purpose. Only in this way can you refute based on each point. This is called "persuading people with virtue".

"Nai, I won't repeat it to you about whether Xiao Hei is a child and should be sensible. Please go upstairs and read what I have read before."

"As for your accusation that I am not patient and tolerant towards Xiao Hei, and you emphasize that it is not easy for him to come over as a guest occasionally, then, let me ask you, is it not easy for a guest who comes to eat and drink with a big mouth? Or is it difficult for us, the warm-hearted host?

Home is more affected?"

"Come on, come on with me."

Yang Ruoqing directly carried Tan and her crutches into the kitchen.

The little old lady was so light. She weighed seventy pounds, but Yang Ruoqing could hold her easily.

"Milk, look, after my aunt came over and said she was a guest in the morning, my mother immediately took action. She killed the biggest rooster in the backyard and took out the porcini mushrooms that she had been hiding for a long time and was reluctant to eat them and made soup.

Say hello to Xiaohei."

"In the coldest month of winter, my mother and I spent a long time by the well just plucking chicken feathers. Then we grinded rice flour to make tamales and fried small yellow croakers. We have been busy since then until now.

!"

"If I hadn't greeted you with all my sincerity, what would we be like? And what about Xiao Hei? When he came in, he just asked questions and rummaged around, then he opened the lid of the big pot to see the steamed meat, and then opened the cupboard door.

It depends on the other ingredients. We are so busy and have to deal with him. Who is not generous and considerate? "

Mrs. Tan looked around and was speechless secretly.

This is too sumptuous, just like a New Year's Eve dinner. You can't be picky about the grandness.

And Yang Huamei herself was the woman in the kitchen. Just one glance and she knew how much Sun and Yang Ruoqing had put into preparing this meal.

And when the kitchen is busy, I really don't have the energy to deal with other things that have nothing to do with cooking, especially when people like Xiao Hei not only have to ask, but also get started. Even getting slightly burned is a problem. This matter,
Chapter completed!