"Qing'er, stop teasing them, let's go in and see what's going on." Luo Fengtang said.

This girl is really big-hearted. When she hears the noise, the grandparents in the house are about to get into a fight. She is still chatting and laughing with people outside.

"Okay, let's go inside."

Yang Ruoqing entered the main room with Luo Fengtang's support and smiled.

In the main room, all the teapots and teacups on the table were broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor. You had to tiptoe when you walked.

All the tables and chairs were overturned.

The feather duster was broken, and the rag used to clean the table was torn into pieces and scattered in every corner like a goddess scattering flowers.

The washstand in the corner was also pushed down, and the two basins and earthenware basins on it were also smashed to pieces. Tan himself stepped on the other wooden basin and was pointing at the side room where Old Yangtou was, cursing.

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Mrs. Liu and Bao Suyun stood beside Mrs. Tan, one on the left and the other on the right. Bao Suyun stretched out her hands to support Tan, for fear that Mrs. Tan would lose her balance and fall from the basin so that she could reach out to catch her.

Not so for Mrs. Liu. She looked at Mrs. Tan's appearance with a smile, and even went around behind Mrs. Tan to raise her hand to gesture with herself.

Standing on such a high wooden basin, Ms. Tan's head was barely the same as Mr. Liu's, and still shorter than Mr. Bao Suyun's.

"My breasts are really small."

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and whispered to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang did not respond, but looked at her with doting and helpless eyes.

Yang Ruoqing then added, "Don't underestimate small women. They are all concentrated essences. This burst of fighting power is so fierce!"

The mess all over the ground is Tan's battlefield.

"Mom, what's going on? Why are you here making trouble? Mom, let's stop making trouble. I'll take you back!"

Yang Huazhong didn't bother to go into the side room to see Old Yangtou. He went straight to Mrs. Tan and stretched out his hand to help the old lady down.

As a result, he was slapped open by Mr. Tan.

"Third brother, don't worry about me. I'm here today just to treat that old thing."

"You are a dog-like thing, an old beast, an old bastard. If you give me some color, you will open a dyeing workshop..."

The big wooden basin was turned upside down on the ground. Ms. Tan stepped on the bottom of the basin, cursed, stamped her feet, and slapped her with both hands.

In Yang Ruoqing's eyes, Tan was singing and dancing at the same time, giving her a beam of spotlight, an absolute soul dancer, and the queen of scolding.

While Yang Huazhong was coaxing with Mr. Tan, Yang Ruoqing swaggered into the wing where old Yangtou was.

Old Yang was sitting on the bed, with Yang Yongzhi and Yu Xingkui pulling him beside him. Yang Huaming stood beside the bed and looked at him with a grin, his expression similar to that of the villagers in the yard outside.

Mrs. Tan was in the main room pointing at the side room and scolding her, while Lao Yang was sitting on the bed and yelling at the main room.

Mrs. Tan stamped her feet and clapped her hands, while Lao Yangtou hit the edge of the bed with a cane in his hand. The two of them seemed to be playing a piece together, ready to make their debut at any time.

When two big people, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, came in, neither Tan nor Lao Yangtou had any reaction, because they were completely immersed in their "two-person world".

When Yang Huaming saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang coming in, he quickly came over and told them the cause and effect of the matter in a low voice.

"Your grandma heard that something happened to your father and rushed over to see him. I was confused. Your grandma looked very anxious when she came in. But when she entered the house and saw your father, the two of them hadn't said a word.

They got into a fight and almost got started."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she glanced into the main room and saw that Tan was still jumping on top of the big wooden basin. Looking at the combat power, eight hours of battery life would not be a problem.

And Lao Yangtou on the bed was not willing to give in too much.

"According to this, my grandma had good intentions and came to care about my father. Could it be that she didn't express herself well enough and caused my father's misunderstanding?"

"Who knows, the two of them haven't spoken together for almost two or three years. Maybe this is their way of expressing joy after a long separation? Hahaha..."

Yang Huaming laughed twice and then covered his mouth and rolled his eyes, obviously realizing that it was not the right time to laugh.

At this time, Mrs. Tan actually jumped off the tub and rushed into the side room. When she came to the bed, she snatched the crutch from Old Yangtou's hand with lightning speed and struck Old Yangtou on the head.

Old Yang was startled and raised his arms to block. As a result, his shoulders and arms were hit several times. His back was itchy and his shoulders hurt. The old man howled.

Yang Huazhong and others swarmed up and quickly snatched the crutch from Tan's hand. Some protected Old Yang's head, while others pulled Tan aside.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to step forward and pull her, but before she could lift her feet, Luo Fengtang beside her made protective movements.

He didn't stop her, but stayed by her side like a shadow.

Yang Ruoqing put her raised foot back down and stood there to persuade.

"Nai, it's wrong for you to hit someone when you come up. Even if the scolding is out of concern and the beating is out of love, you can't go too far with your love. You have to be moderate."

"You fat girl, don't talk so nonsense. Only a ghost cares about him and a ghost loves him. You're disgusting!"

"Mistress, don't be so stubborn. You've come here to visit my grandpa. Isn't this caring?"

Tan was startled for a moment, then said: "I don't care about him, I came here to see if he has died! Who knew he was still alive? The King of Hell will not accept him!"

"If the King of Hell doesn't accept it, I will scold him back to the King of Hell, you old man, you will never die!"

After receiving double protection from Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming, Lao Yangtou on the bed also began to fight back.

"Why do you care about me? If I couldn't see you, I would have lived a few more years. Seeing you look like this, I wish I could just die right now!"

Tan jumped three feet high: "Then you die, die, you can hit the wall, you can hit the ground, you can bite the tongue, you can tear off the belt and make a noose to hang around your neck, you go to hell.

Ah, if you just talk and don’t practice the tricks, who are you trying to scare?”

Old Yang was so angry that his alveoli exploded. He also jumped on the bed and shouted: "Damn old woman, you are a dwarf. You are not as tall as my hips. You really treat yourself like a toy. I was blind before I married you."

, you don’t look like a woman, I’ve had enough of you.”

"If you've had enough, just die. Why don't you die?"

"I can't die, I have to live, I have to wait for my Yunya..."

Tan, who was in the midst of a quarrel, suddenly fell from the sky with a howl like a crow shot by a hunter.

She suddenly fell silent and stared at Old Yang's head.

Lao Yang sat on the bed with his eyes closed and cried: "Yunya, my Yunya, I miss you, I miss you..."

"I am holding my breath just to see you one last time. Where are you? Where are you..."

Except for the cry of Old Yangtou, no one else in the room suddenly moved.
Chapter completed!