The two daughters have found good sons-in-law. The eldest daughter and Kang Xiaozi can also support themselves. The next step is Tiedan.

Tiedan is still young, so if she is not busy raising money for betrothal gifts, even if she is raising betrothal gifts, it has nothing to do with her. It is Yang Huaming's responsibility.

She, at this time, is enjoying life.

Mrs. Liu was sitting at the stove with a big bowl of noodles and poached eggs, and she heard hurried footsteps in the yard outside.

She took a peek and saw Yang Huamei patting the door of the east room, shouting: "Mom, mom, are you in the house?"

Ms. Liu's eyes lit up. What was Meier doing when she returned to her parents' home?

Move reinforcements to deal with Hongmei?

Or should she come over and let everyone know that her eldest daughter-in-law and grandson in her belly are back, and ask her parents to come over to give gifts and visit?

What a beautiful thought!

"Stop shouting, your mother won't be able to hear you even if your voice breaks."

"And that door is broken. Can you repair it?"

Hearing the unkind voice behind her, Yang Huamei turned around and saw Mrs. Liu holding a large bowl, leaning against the kitchen door frame, pulling at it and smiling strangely at her.

Yang Huamei frowned and asked angrily: "Where is my mother?"

Mrs. Liu picked up a poached egg that was fried golden on both sides, held it high, raised her head and opened her mouth to deliberately bite it.

From time to time, she would giggle twice and deliberately not answer Yang Huamei's words.

"Let me ask you, where is my mother? Where has she gone?"

Yang Huamei asked again in an accentuated tone.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes at Yang Huamei: "Your mother has grown legs and feet. How do I know where she went? I'm here to look after your mother. Are you giving me wages?"

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth in anger, "Your mother, your mother, since you have married into my family, then my mother is your mother!"

Mrs. Liu was happy, twitching her eyebrows and said, "Hey, you have to tell your mother about this and ask her if she treats me as her daughter?"

People's hearts change people's hearts, whatever your mother does to me, I will do to her.

For the sake of the fourth child and the third girl, I didn’t fight too fiercely with her, which was enough to save my face!

Seeing that Yang Huamei couldn't defeat Mr. Liu, she was so angry that she stamped her feet: "You have no respect for your elders, eat shit!"

She kicked up her legs and ran towards the front yard.

Mrs. Liu chased after her for two steps and spat at her back, "You don't even have to eat shit when you lose your residence!"

Yang Huamei paused, then ran away with her face covered and whimpering.

Ms. Liu turned around triumphantly and found Ms. Jin standing behind her.

She was carrying a bucket full of dirty clothes in one hand, and holding the daughter of Yang Yongqing's family in the other hand.

"Sister-in-law, have you seen it? I told you that Meier ran away, hahaha, it's so enjoyable..."

Mrs. Liu told Mrs. Jin about her feat as if she was offering a treasure.

This time, the honest man Jin did not show any expression of approval.

On the contrary, she put down the barrel in her hand and made a few gestures, with a look of worry on her face.

Mrs. Liu understood clearly that Mrs. Jin was trying to persuade her not to do this.

Jin also talked about how she ran away from Tan in anger yesterday, and she expressed deep concern about this.

Mrs. Liu curled her lips and interrupted Jin's gesture impatiently: "Sister-in-law, your fear of wolves before and tigers behind has never changed in your life. I, unlike you, have turned over like a salted fish now, so beautiful

The battles are fought one after another, and it’s a pleasure to die!”

Mrs. Jin knew that Mrs. Liu could not be persuaded by her gentle words, so she could only sigh, shake her head, pick up the bucket, and lead her little granddaughter away.

Jin met Yang Huamei in the front yard, who was wandering at the door of Zhao Liuer and Liao Meiying's house.

Apparently he wanted to go in and ask them about Tan's whereabouts, but was hesitant for some reason.

Jin stepped forward and patted Yang Huamei on the shoulder from behind.

"Sister-in-law, you scared me." Yang Huamei's eyes were red and her voice was a little hoarse.

Jin smiled honestly, pointed at Zhao Liuer's house and made gestures with Yang Huamei.

"Sister-in-law, are you saying that Liu'er and the others went out early in the morning and went to her parents' house in the county seat to burn incense and worship their ancestors?"

Jin nodded.

Only then did Yang Huamei realize that the door to Zhao Liuer's room was indeed locked. Her mind was so confused that she had been squeezed by her fourth sister-in-law, and she had forgotten to check. She was so stupid, as if she had eaten shit.

She pointed to Liao Meiying's house and made babbling gestures again.

Liao Meiying's door was unlocked, but Yang Huamei couldn't understand what Jin meant.

At this time, Yang Yongqing's little daughter's childish voice sounded crisply: "Auntie, my grandma said that my aunt went to the vegetable garden and my brother was sleeping in the house."

Yang Huamei leaned over and touched the little girl's messy hair, smiling gently.

"Well, my aunt understands, thank you very much."

The little girl smiled with her eyebrows arched.

This child is so good-looking. There is a faint shadow of Yang Yongqing between his eyebrows and eyes, but the outline of his facial features has grown with Mo's.

But he is smarter than Mo, especially his eyes, which are big and clever.

How wonderful it would be if I had not given birth to twins, but twins: a boy and a girl!

Girls are caring to their mothers, at least now I can have a daughter to talk to about all my grievances, right?

Why!

Jin patted Yang Huamei's arm again, and Yang Huamei just came back to her senses.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

This time Jin came up with a syllable: "Liang..."

mother?

"Mountain..."

ah?

Compared to Jin's half-baked enunciation and pronunciation, Yang Huamei is more accustomed to her sign language.

Seeing her confused look, the little girl next to her legs helped again: "My grandma said that grandma went to the third grandpa's house."

Yang Huamei suddenly realized that this was what happened.

"Little Niuniu, thank you very much. My aunt is in a hurry today, so I will give you some snacks later."

The little girl licked her lips and nodded vigorously.

Jin also touched the little girl's head and smiled lovingly.

Yang Huamei said goodbye to the two nannies and grandsons, and hurried to Yang Huazhong's home at the entrance of the village.

Yang Huazhong's home at the entrance of the village.

Mrs. Tan was sitting on the bed with her clothes on, the quilt covering her waist. The old lady had a windproof cloth wrapped around her head, her hands were folded in front of her body, her face was turned towards the bed, and she was sulking.

Beside the bed, Mrs. Sun was sitting sideways, holding a bowl and chopsticks in her hands, helpless.

Yang Huazhong stood behind Mr. Sun, looking at the angry old lady on the bed, who was as big as an ox.

The perpetrator, Yang Ruoqing, was leaning against the door frame leisurely, turning her head and looking at the old lady on the bed with a smile, and found it quite interesting.

"Mom, you might as well eat something." Mrs. Sun persuaded her again.

Mr. Tan snorted loudly, "What difference does it make if you eat one more bite or one bite less? Anyway, I am a person who wants to die."

Mrs. Sun choked.

Yang Huazhong was so worried that he scratched his head.

From the time I opened my eyes in the morning until now, this sentence has been repeated over and over again. How can a person in his seventies still be so angry?

"Mom, please have a few bites. After you finish eating, we will accompany you to Lao Wang's house." Yang Huazhong said again.
Chapter completed!