"Master, we are all men. Before marrying a woman as your wife, you must think clearly about the purpose of marrying her."

"It hurts to have a daughter-in-law. It's not a toy that you like the new and hate the old. When you get tired of your breasts, you want to change to another woman. What about your breasts? Did she ever say that she wanted to replace you?"

"Bah, when I get older I'd rather be a widow than do that kind of thing!" Tan spat on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing also followed suit and said, "Master, even if my grandma has a stubborn temper and a high temper all her life, she really can't fault her when it comes to emotional loyalty. I give her a thumbs up for this."

Mr. Tan rolled his eyes and thought, "Who cares about your thumb?"

However, this statement sounds like a human saying.

Luo Fengtang took over the conversation and said: "It is natural for a man to support his family, and there is no such thing as wasting youth. In comparison, a woman gives birth to children for you, and every time you walk through the gate of hell, her face withers, a woman has

Men are not qualified to say such things."

"Men should be grateful to women who have given birth to children for them, and men should also guard their women. From young to old, they are always busy. Men who are greedy and tired of the old are greedy and selfish. Greedy people are destined to rebel in the end.

I am separated from my family and have nothing left, so please...respect yourself!"

This is almost the most that Luo Fengtang has said in public in the more than ten years since he became the son-in-law of the old Yang family.

Even when he got married to Yang Ruoqing and came to Lao Yang's house to pick up the bride, he never said so much.

"Well said!" Yang Ruoqing was the first to touch her palm.

Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong cast admiring glances at Luo Fengtang.

Ms. Sun's eyes were slightly red because her son-in-law's words touched the hearts of their women.

Mrs. Liu, on the other hand, stopped eating melon seeds and said loudly: "Listen, everyone, listen. Many young people nowadays love their wives. We, Qing'er, are so lucky. Alas, I am not like that."

What a blessing, if anyone says a few words like this to me, I will give him a hundred children, and I will be happy to go through hell for a hundred times!"

"Don't join in the fun." Yang Huaming shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help but want to laugh.

What kind of man is a woman who doesn’t brush her teeth, wash her face, or comb her hair, doesn’t wash her feet once in three days, doesn’t let out a string of farts in bed every night, and wakes up in the morning with a mouth full of calculus and a mouth that smells worse than a latrine?

If he really had a hundred children with her, that man could go and become an immortal.

That guy has to endure all the things that even men in the world can't tolerate. It's really unreasonable not to ascend!

"Fourth uncle, fourth aunt, don't argue, you two are talking about my grandma right now!" Yang Ruoqing reminded in a low voice.

Fortunately, both of them gave Yang Ruoqing face and ignored each other.

Beside the bed, Mrs. Tan also looked at Luo Fengtang with a slightly moved expression.

"I really agree with that sentence. The more capable a man is, the more he will love his mother-in-law. The more incompetent a man is, the less he will take his mother-in-law seriously. This is why you can be a general and have a high position.

And some men are doomed to live a life of mediocrity and end up like dogs in the gutter, rats in the gutter that everyone screams for!"

When Tan said the following words, his eyes glanced at Old Yang's head.

Lao Yangtou did not retort, he sat on the bed with his head hanging down. No one could clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.

Luo Fengtang nodded slightly to Tan, and after saying that, he retreated behind Yang Ruoqing.

What to choose next depends on Old Yangtou himself.

Whether to continue to abandon everything to pursue his Yunya, or to return to the family and enjoy his old age with the Tan family, it all depends on Lao Yangtou's thoughts.

Others can only advise, but cannot make decisions for him.

Naturally, the final consequences must be borne by the parties themselves.

Mrs. Tan then said to Luo Fengtang: "It's rare that you have said so many words for me, but if you tell him, you are playing the harp to a cow. Stop talking."

Luo Fengtang nodded, and he had no intention of saying anything more.

Mrs. Tan then said to the other people in the room: "You all go to the main room and stay. There are two things I want to say to your father in private."

"ah?"

"What? Private chat?"

"Nai, you won't take the opportunity to hit my father, right?"

"Mom, murder is illegal. You can't commit the rest of your life to an old prodigal..."

"It's better to let us accompany you. We won't say anything. Mom can say whatever she wants."

"None of you can leave, this woman is not a good person, you have to stay, otherwise my life will be at risk..." Old Yangtou shouted directly, with a look of anxiety and panic on his face.

"..."

Everyone had different opinions, but in short they were worried about leaving Tan and Lao Yangtou alone.

Mr. Tan did not relent, but insisted on his decision: "Don't worry, killing him will dirty my own hands, so I will just say a few words."

"What? Old guy, don't you want a new woman? Don't you have the courage to do so?"

Lao Yangtou's resistance suddenly became less intense. He stopped and looked at Mr. Tan suspiciously.

Mrs. Tan smiled secretly.

The people nearby were also looking back and forth at the old couple suspiciously, not knowing what code they were singing.

Finally, Lao Yang spoke: "Lao San, you all go to the main room and don't stay in this room anymore."

"father……"

Yang Huazhong was about to speak but stopped.

Yang Huaming directly shouted out Yang Huazhong's heartfelt voice: "Dad, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by my mother!"

Lao Yangtou stared hard at Tan, "Just die, if you can't let me get what I want, death will be a relief."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were immediately speechless.

Yang Huaming shrugged, "Sure, if you want to die, we won't stop you."

"Come on, come on, everyone, please get out, don't stand here anymore, this house will be a river of blood soon..."

Everyone came to the main room.

The door to the wing was still closed.

Mrs. Liu, Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing crowded at the door and listened with their ears to what was going on inside.

Mr. Liu was standing, Yang Huaming was half squatting, and Yang Yongqing was completely squatting. The three of them were eavesdropping in a "high, medium, low" stepped position.

Behind them, Yang Huazhong and Sun stood blankly, with helplessness written on their faces.

Yang Yongjin and Yu Xingkui were talking quietly. Yang Yongqing turned to Yang Yongjin and said in a low voice: "Don't talk yet, I'm listening!"

"Then did you hear anything?"

"No, I don't know what's going on!"

Luo Fengtang looked around and saw it was in a mess, with no place to stay.

"Qing'er, let me help you go to the yard to rest for a while."

"That's fine."

As soon as the couple came and sat down on the stone mill in the yard outside, Yang Ruoqing found that the people who had been watching the excitement had almost dispersed.
Chapter completed!