If Yang Ruoqing's words were used to interpret Yang Huamei's state of mind at this time, it would be: I treat you as a sister, but you want to be my daughter-in-law, you are such a shameless bastard!

Seeing Hongmei squinting her eyes as if she didn't hear her, or maybe she heard her and ignored her on purpose, Yang Huamei suddenly spat on the floor that had been wiped clean without a trace of dust.

This time, Hongmei's eyes finally opened a crack.

"Isn't there a spittoon prepared for you? You can just spit into the spittoon, why bother dirtying the ground?"

"We farmers like to spit on the ground, and we are not used to using spittoons."

Hongmei frowned, "It's Dabai who wants to keep you here, not me. If you're not used to living here, you can go back to the village."

Of course Yang Huamei wants to return to the village, but the meaning of going back by herself is different from being kicked out by Hongmei.

"This is my son's shop. I can stay or leave whenever I want. Do you care?" Yang Huamei pouted, holding her hands in front of her with a look of disdain, completely ignoring Hongmei.

Hongmei gritted her teeth in anger.

Yang Huamei glanced at Hongmei's belly and said: "Don't think that being pregnant is a big deal. I agreed to stay with Dabai last night because I felt sorry for my son and begged me in a low voice. I didn't just take care of you and serve you. You don't care.

That onion?"

Hongmei clutched her stomach and glanced sideways at Yang Huamei, "You want to serve me but you still look down on me. The farmer is so messy and dirty. I just fulfilled Dabai's filial piety and didn't object."

"What do you mean?" Yang Huamei stood up awkwardly, "You mean, it's all because of your favor that I can stay?"

"if not?"

"Bah, you shameless thing, a vixen, you are so old that you don't soak yourself in monkey urine and take pictures of yourself, you are shameless when you are an old cow eating young grass..."

"No matter how old I am, I am still younger than you. You are the old ugly guy. Whether I can eat young grass or not is my ability. If you are able, you can also eat one and see if you can?"

"You? You shameless person, dare to talk to me like this, I am Dabai's mother!"

"You are his biological mother and I am his godmother. After a while, I will be his bride. Now that I am talking to you, what can you do to me?"

Hongmei not only doesn't spare Yang Huamei's words, but she also doesn't lose half of her posture.

She sat straight up, hunched her neck, her two thin lips were flying up and down, her long sharp nails were pointing at Yang Huamei's nose, and she would poke forward twice with her fingers every time she said a word, just like a shrew.

Yang Huamei was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She had her hands on her waist. Now she was so angry that she clapped her palms together and fell to the ground. She slapped the ground, stamped her feet and began to cry.

"It's outrageous, it's outrageous, a poor mother and a rich son, you're sitting on my neck and having sex before I even get in. There are no rules and no justice..."

Except when Yang Huamei was a girl in her mother's family, she was ignorant and often quarreled with others. Later, when she got married, her temper gradually changed.

Even if she occasionally had a few quarrels with the women in the village, or Mrs. Liu, she would always talk things out and reason with them. When she really encountered someone who was messing around, she would give up.

So overall she is considered a relatively civilized rural woman.

However, when I met Hongmei today, I saw that Hongmei was smiling, enthusiastic and generous, but she didn't expect that she would turn out to be another person.

The quarrel was like a shrew, suppressing Yang Huamei at every turn.

Yang Huamei was also so angry that she was about to lose the first time her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fought? Her arrogance was about to be suppressed? That couldn't happen!

In desperation, her mind suddenly flashed into Tan's usual posture when quarreling with others.

Yang Huamei closed her eyes, clapped her hands, kicked her feet, and cursed like a gourd.

I didn't expect it to work. Look, after I started shouting, the noise from Hongmei's side became quieter. She sat on the bed and stared at this side with her mouth open, even a little at a loss.

Yang Huamei was overjoyed, "You want to be as cool as me? You're still far away!"

So she rolled on the spot, knocking over several chairs and making a rattling noise.

"You crazy woman, stop making trouble, we are still doing business downstairs, stop making trouble, stop making trouble!"

Seeing that the floor was being kicked by Yang Huamei and making a loud bang, the chair fell over. Hongmei was not in the mood to sit on the bed anymore. She scolded and got off the bed and came to Yang Huamei's side. She wanted to reach out and pull her up. When she saw that

A piece of phlegm stuck to Yang Huamei's back. Hongmei immediately retracted her hand, her stomach swelled, and she quickly covered her mouth and squatted to the side to retching.

Yang Huamei secretly opened her eyes a crack, and she felt secretly proud when she saw that Hongmei had been treated so badly by herself.

At this moment, rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Before Yang Huamei came back to her senses, a gentle and considerate voice sounded above her head:

"Mom, the ground is cold. Even if you hate me, don't make fun of your body. Come on, let me help you up... oh, ah!"

Hongmei suddenly leaned back, lying on her side, her hands covering her stomach and her facial features twisted together, and she made a painful sound from her mouth!

Just at this moment, the door of the house was pushed open, and Dabai just stepped in.

He was still wearing an apron and a white chef's hat on his head. He was checking the kitchen earlier when he heard the waiter coming over to report that there seemed to be a quarrel upstairs. He rushed over before he could pull off his apron.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Hongmei's voice. When I opened the door, I saw Hongmei falling to the ground.

"Hongmei, what's wrong with you? Why did you fall?"

Dabai stepped over Yang Huamei and rushed directly to Hongmei's side to help her sit up.

However, Hongmei seemed unable to sit up. She leaned softly in Dabai's arms, covering her stomach with one hand and holding Dabai's apron tightly with the other. She used all her strength to say: "Dabai, no, no."

Weird mother, she didn’t mean to push me, it’s because I am too heavy to stand firmly...

When Dabai heard this, he turned his head suddenly and looked for Yang Huamei with red eyes. Only then did he find that Yang Huamei was lying on the ground by the door. He had stepped over her before.

"Mom, why are you on the ground too? All of you..."

As Dabai said, he stood up and wanted to help Yang Huamei up, but Hongmei grabbed her clothes tightly.

"Dabai, I, my stomach hurts so much..."

Hongmei looked like she was in agony, and her shoulders were still shaking slightly.

Dabai knelt down again and asked, "Does your stomach hurt? I'll call the doctor."

"No, just take me to bed and lie down..."

"good!"

Dabai picked up Hongmei and walked towards the bed. Hongmei happened to be facing Yang Huamei. She saw that Yang Huamei had climbed up and sat on the ground, staring directly at Dabai's back. Hongmei looked proudly at Yang Huamei.
Chapter completed!