Everyone in the room suddenly stopped.

Yang Ruoqing quietly took out her handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, and stood at the door.

In the main room, Yang Huazhong's majestic eyes swept over Yang Huaming, Liu and Yang Yongqing, "If any of you make a fuss again, don't blame me for falling out!"

The three of them laughed apologetically and shrank their necks.

At this time, Yang Huamei quickly came to the door of the wing, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Dad, Mom, it's me, I'm Mei'er, please open the door..."

"You're Mei'er, and you have a big face?"

Mrs. Liu muttered something in a low voice. When she looked up, she found Yang Huazhong staring at her. She was so frightened that she quickly hid behind Mrs. Sun's protective umbrella.

The door to the wing actually opened.

Yang Huamei's face is really that big.

Mrs. Tan opened the door and looked at Yang Huamei in front of her and the people behind Yang Huamei with one eye.

"You all come in, I have something to announce."

The crowd swarmed into the wing.

Old Yangtou still maintained his original posture sitting on the bed, but his whole expression seemed to be alive.

When he saw everyone coming in, his eyes showed a light and joy, and he even asked Yang Huamei to sit down.

"Dad, I'm not going to sit down. I just came here to see you. I heard you have sores on your body?"

Yang Huamei asked anxiously. She was now a widow and would not go out of the courtyard unless necessary.

So she was very shielded from outside news.

Whether it was her father suffering from sores or her mother rushing over to quarrel, the fifth sister-in-law only found out when she came to see her earlier.

"Oh, a little sore, nothing to make a fuss about."

Old Yangtou smiled in an easy-going manner, and his attitude was completely different from that of the old man who cried with tears and runny nose.

Everyone was in a daze, as if this old man had returned to the upright, open-minded, and face-saving old man who was more than ten years ago.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Yang Huaming couldn't help it, and even reached out to touch Lao Yang's forehead to see if he had a fever.

Old Yang slapped his hand away and gave him a look.

"What are you doing? Your mother has something important to give you, why don't you hurry up and sit down!"

The tone of his voice was so real, just like it had been many years ago.

At that time, my father was in charge and my mother was in charge. When they made trouble during family meetings, my father would scold me and defend my mother's authority.

At a certain moment, brothers Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong both felt their noses sore with emotion.

"Third brother, you all should sit down and listen to what your mother has to say."

Old Yangtou greeted Yang Huazhong and the others again.

This cordial and friendly attitude made Yang Huazhong's eyes immediately turn red, and he immediately found a stool and sat down.

Yang Huamei helped Tan back to the middle of the room. Tan glanced at the children in front of her. The old lady pursed her lips tightly and remained silent for the first time, her eyebrows and eyes were solemn and entangled.

In contrast, Lao Yangtou stretched his neck, a little impatient.

The others looked at each other with sweat on their foreheads.

Even Yang Ruoqing, who was best at guessing Tan's thoughts, tilted her head, thoughtfully.

"I asked your father carefully before and found out where Yunya came from."

Tan's statement really dropped a bomb into deep water.

The room was strangely quiet, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"You all are so capable. You worked together to deceive me. Everyone in the village knew it, and I was kept in the dark!"

"I'm just telling you, no wonder that Mrs. Jiang started talking angrily when she saw me. After doing this for a long time, it turned out that this is the problem. You guys, you are deliberately trying to piss me off!"

Talking about the excitement, Tan's back alveolus clenched loudly.

Everyone's scalp was numb.

Yang Ruoqing scratched her ears and said, "Sometimes some lies are well-intentioned. Everyone is doing this to protect you, grandma. Knowing too much is not good for you and will cause trouble. It is better not to know."

No matter how many times he calculated, he was still found out by the person involved in the end.

Tan turned his head and said to Yang Ruoqing in an unprecedented and serious tone:

"You have good intentions, but it's of no use. There's dog poop on the ground. No matter how much paper you cover, it's useless."

Yang Ruoqing was choked immediately.

This analogy is good, and it immediately gets to the core of the matter.

Mrs. Tan withdrew her gaze, and then said to Yang Huazhong and the others: "I have thought about it. It is not sweet to force a melon, and it is not good to beat a mandarin duck with a stick. You can think of a way to bring that Yunya back and let her serve your father.

, I can just turn a blind eye."

After a pause, Mr. Tan smiled self-deprecatingly, "One of my eyes is bright and the other is blind. I have turned a blind eye a long time ago, ha~"

"Mom, what did you say? Did I hear you correctly?"

Yang Huazhong stood up from his stool in shock and asked with his eyes wide open.

Brother and sister Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei also reacted with horror. "We must have heard wrong!" the two brothers said in unison.

"You heard it right, your mother agreed to let Yunya in!"

Old Yangtou was so excited that he loudly corrected Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei like a simultaneous translator.

The result was naturally a disappointed look from Yang Huaming and an angry glare from Yang Huamei.

"Mom, what's going on? You, how could you..."

Yang Huazhong was so shocked that he couldn't think, and even became a little incoherent.

Even Mrs. Liu, who loves to watch the excitement and has the least dealings with Mr. Tan, can't stand it now and plans to side with Ms. Tan.

"Mom, if you have any leverage in daddy's hands, just blink."

Yang Yongqing also echoed: "Mistress, you wink."

Mrs. Tan glanced at them both as if they were idiots, shook her head, and then said to Yang Huazhong and the others:

"You heard me right, this is my decision, I promised to let Yunya come back."

"Why? You can't. What does that mean? We are all Yongxian's women now!"

"So what? Your dad doesn't mind it, maybe it tastes even better!" said Tan.

"It's so embarrassing. I can't afford to embarrass that person." Yang Huazhong really wanted to die.

Mrs. Tan sneered, "I've lost all the shame I deserve. This is enough. That's it. I'm going back to my old home."

Sun, Yang Huamei and other women chased Tan away.

Several of Yang Huazhong's men are still staying with Lao Yangtou.

Old Yangtou became lively. He did not complain about his itchy back, and kept urging Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming:

"Hurry up and make arrangements to bring Yunya back in the next two days. It just so happens that I don't have anyone around to help me in this situation."

"You have a beautiful idea. I won't pick it up. I want you to pick it up yourself!" Yang Huaming said.

Lao Yangtou's eyes stared like copper bells, "What are you talking about? This is your mother's order, how dare you not go?"

"My mother is confused, but I'm not confused. I just won't go. Are you going to bite me?"
Chapter completed!