Yang Huamei glanced at Dabai in surprise.

The fire in the stove was strong, reflecting his resolute face. This serious look actually looked a bit like Shuanzi's when he was young.

Yang Huamei felt hot in her heart and her eyes were slightly moist.

"It's rare for you to have such a heart." She said softly.

Dabai said again: "Mom, don't worry, even if dad is gone, I won't let mom go hungry if I go out to beg for food. What's more, I am an ambitious person, and I will definitely make some achievements to contribute to the society."

Mom will be happy, let mom live a good life."

"Mom doesn't want a good life or a bad life, and I don't need you to flatter me. As long as our family lives in peace and harmony, and you don't cause trouble or embarrass me, I'll be satisfied."

All these are Yang Huamei's inner thoughts. Really, she is no longer the Yang Huamei she used to be.

I no longer have the false and empty self-confidence that I have given birth to two precious sons and will be the kind of genius who will turn things around in the future...

She has long since recognized the facts, accepted that she is an ordinary person, and that her sons are also ordinary people.

Ordinary people should live like ordinary people and make money within their abilities. If they accidentally make money beyond their abilities by relying on luck, they will definitely lose to their own strength in the future.

Just like when Dabai ran Baimeizhai, it was popular for a while, but it was also short-lived.

"Mom, don't worry. I can support Baimeizhai, and I can also make a comeback. You have to believe in your son's ability." Dabai added.

Facing her son's burning gaze, Yang Huamei was really touched.

"Besides, I have been thinking about money-making ideas during this period, and I already have some ideas. After the Lantern Festival, I will go out and go to the town for a field trip."

"Son, it's a good thing that you have ambitions, but you have to take the right path."

"Mom, just put your heart in your stomach. I have learned my lesson. I will make money steadily and let my mother return to her parents' home with dignity in the future."

This sentence suddenly touched the tears of Yang Huamei, and the tears fell down immediately.

"Okay, Mom is waiting for that day. Then, what can Mom do to help you before then? For example, money or something..."

Dabai shook his head directly: "No, if I ask for money from my mother, then what will happen to me? Will I be any different from the me before?"

Dabai seemed to be getting more and more irritated as he spoke, as if he had been humiliated, "Don't say this kind of thing again, okay?"

If Yang Huamei's previous move was true, then the vigilance and temptation in the previous question were also true.

But Dabai's righteous rejection really made her completely let down her guard.

But she still resisted telling Dabai that she had five taels of silver with her at the moment, and that his third uncle still had twenty taels of silver in his hand.

"Dabai, it's still cold after the Lantern Festival, why not wait until the end of the first year before leaving?"

The loving motherly side surfaced again. If Wang Shuanzi was still alive, he would definitely give Yang Huamei a few words of advice after hearing this.

But now there is no one around to calmly and rationally advise.

Dabai smiled in his heart, but his face was still very serious and he said: "Mom, to make money to support the family, you must not be afraid of hardship and hardship. I can handle it, so you don't have to worry."

"Hey, well, you have to take care of yourself outside. Don't worry at home...and Hongmei."

Dabai nodded, with gratitude in his eyes, "Then I'd like to thank you, mother."

Mother and son discussed the matter of resurrecting souls at night, and Yang Huamei conveyed Tan's instructions to Dabai.

Dabai was extremely disdainful in his heart, but he echoed: "Whether it is true or not, Ga Po is an experienced old man, but I would rather believe it."

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Yang Huamei secretly sighed at how sensible and considerate Dabai was now. The sense of loss caused by the loss of Wang Shuanzi was alleviated by her son's caring company.

"You're right, I'm going to scatter some ashes and see what your father will do in the next life."

After the mother and son had reached a consensus, Xiao Hei just returned to the kitchen with his pants in hand.

"Xiao Hei, what did you do?" Da Bai asked.

"Shit!"

After Xiao Hei answered, he saw Yang Huamei put the cabbage in the pot into a big bowl, and reached out to grab it.

Yang Huamei opened it: "You brat, have you washed your hands?"

Xiao Hei shook his head, looking confused: "It's not like you get up in the morning and wash your face, why do you have to wash your hands?"

Yang Huamei was annoyed, "You just finished using the toilet, and you came to grab something to eat after you wiped your butt with your hand?"

Xiao Hei scratched his head and said, "Yes, I wiped my butt, but I didn't scratch it."

"You bastard, why can't you make sense? Do you want me to twist your ears?"

Faced with Yang Huamei's gnashing of teeth, Xiao Hei shrank his shoulders.

At this time, Dabai put down the fire stick and got up and came over to smooth things over, "Mom, don't be angry. My brother was also negligent for a moment. Come on, Xiao Hei. I will get you some water and you can wash your hands outside the kitchen."

Dabai scooped up a ladle of water and pushed Xiao Hei to wash his hands in the yard. Xiao Hei was still mumbling and seemed reluctant, but Da Bai was very patient and explained to Xiao Hei while pouring water on him.

The importance of washing hands before eating.

Yang Huamei was listening in the kitchen, and both of them finally showed their long-lost smiles.

Immediately, she touched the five taels of silver through her clothes and said silently to Wang Shuanzi in her heart: "Shuanzi, have you seen it? Our sons have finally grown up. It would be great if you were alive.

This family is missing you, hey..."

At night, everything is silent.

The huge village fell into a deep sleep, and everything was dark.

Especially in Lao Wang's house, everyone knew that tonight was the seventh time that Wang Shuanzi's soul returned, so the neighbors almost had dinner and then quickly turned on the lights and went to sleep.

I didn’t even drink tea at night because I was afraid that I would bump into or hear something bad if I got up in the middle of the night to take a pee or something.

You know, Wang Shuanzi's death is no better than the death of those sixty or seventy-year-old men.

Wang Shuanzi was only in his thirties, and he died unexpectedly. The appearance of his death was so ugly, so deep was his resentment. He might even turn into a vicious ghost!

In this quiet darkness, the lights were on in Lao Wang's yard.

Two white lanterns hung at the door of the hall, swaying in the night wind.

There was no moonlight in the sky, and thick clouds covered the moon.

The light from the white lanterns made everything look pale, and the branches swayed like ghosts waving their claws.

The door of the hall was ajar, and a few rays of white light leaked from the cracks in the door.

In the hall, a path was spread with incense ash from the threshold to the Eight Immortals' table, and all the teapots and tea bowls on the Eight Immortals' table were cleared away.

Two white candles were lit and three bowls were placed horizontally.

The bowls are filled with big fat meat, white rice, and pastries.

A glass of cold wine was poured into a wine cup.

In addition, in a brazier beside the table, two white paper packages and incense paper were burned to ashes.

It was so quiet inside and outside the yard. The old yellow dog who looked after the house usually liked to wander around the yard with his tail wagging, but now he huddled up and hid in the corner.
Chapter completed!