Yang Huamei quickly responded with a smile. The stone road leading to the main hall door was very wide, but Yang Huamei still made a sideways gesture to give way.

When Wang Cuilian and Sun left, Yang Ruoqing greeted Yang Huamei with a smile: "Auntie, come in and drink tea."

She sat on the stool in the main room, with the brewed tea in front of her. Yang Ruoqing also placed a plate of melon seeds on the small coffee table between the two of them.

"Auntie, why are you free this afternoon? I thought you were busy at the house."

Yang Ruoqing grabbed two melon seeds in her hand and asked casually while peeling them.

Yang Huamei also grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in front of her face, pretending to peel them. In fact, her mind was not on the melon seeds at all.

"Dabai is watching over the farm, so there's no need for me."

"I just cook two craftsmen's meals every day, and Hongmei helps me, and there's nothing else to do."

Yang Huamei explained to Yang Ruoqing in detail why she came here in the afternoon instead of in the morning.

Yang Ruoqing listened with a smile and nodded slightly from time to time.

The two of them talked about the progress of the house farm, the meals of the craftsmen, and then the month of red plum blossoms.

"It was said that she would give birth at the end of July, and there were still more than two months left, but I saw that her belly was so big that it looked like she was about to give birth."

As Yang Huamei spoke, she glanced at Yang Ruoqing's obviously bulging belly again.

"Qing'er, how old are you?"

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes and glanced at her belly, stuffed a melon seed into her mouth and said with a smile: "I'm still young, nearly five months."

"Well, it's not that early in the month. How can I ask Uncle Fu and the others to check their pulse? Are they one or twins?" Yang Huamei asked again.

The reason why I ask this is because I heard from the older generation that having twins is sometimes a coincidence, but more often it is genetic.

Aunts and nephews like Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing have twins. If they themselves become pregnant, or if their descendants become pregnant, the chance of having twins is greater than the average person.

Yang Ruoqing laughed again, shook her head and said, "Check the pulse, it's an odd number this time, hahaha."

Yang Huamei also laughed, "It doesn't matter if it's an odd number, it's so hard to give birth to twins. One baby just gave birth to one baby, and the other two have to wait while they are born."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

The topic went round and round, but in the end, Old Yangtou was spared.

"I was busy with housekeeping a while ago. I only recently learned about your father's affairs. That old man has become more and more confused. He almost made a mistake and sent himself to the West."

Speaking of Lao Yangtou, Yang Huamei was a little angry, and besides being angry, she was also a little helpless.

Yang Ruoqing ate melon seeds and did not interrupt her condemnation of Lao Yangtou. She only listened but did not speak.

Among the six brothers and sisters of Yang Huazhong, there are probably two who have the deepest relationship with Yangtou.

The late uncle Yang Huaan.

In this era, people value eldest son first, and as the eldest son of Yang Huaan, his importance in the hearts of Lao Yangtou and Tan is much higher than that of his four younger brothers.

But his life was not good and he did not live long enough, so let’s not mention it for now.

There is another person who has a deep relationship with Lao Yangtou, and that is Lao Yangtou's youngest and only daughter Yang Huamei. Although Lao Yangtou is confused now and only thinks about Yunya, he no longer supports Yang Huamei.

But three years ago, Lao Yangtou was still very protective of this young girl.

As for earlier, forget it. When I go to town, I have to visit my two grandsons in school, take them to the food stalls to improve their food, and secretly give them money to buy food and drink in the town...

Yang Huamei is aware of all these things. Compared with the attitude of the other brothers who are still alive towards the old man, although Yang Huamei condemns him in words, in fact, she still cares a lot in her heart.

At this moment, sitting opposite Yang Ruoqing, her face dropped and she seriously condemned the old man's ridiculous behavior. On the one hand, maybe she really couldn't stand it, and partly because she was afraid that she was deliberately showing it to Yang Ruoqing.

Because Yang Huamei knew that Yang Ruoqing and the others had a bad impression of the old man, a few more words of criticism about the old man's faults could bring them closer to each other and win some closeness and goodwill, which would be convenient for the future.

All of this was a small calculation that Yang Huamei had made before arriving.

However, nothing escaped Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

She just smiled and listened without criticizing her. Since Aunt Meier wanted to show off, she asked her to show off.

I will never take the initiative to ask my aunt about the real purpose of coming to the house. I will let the "performer" take the initiative to ask her. Anyway, I am not in a hurry.

Yang Huamei talked for a long time, her mouth felt dry, and she secretly watched Yang Ruoqing's reaction.

She found that except for the pile of melon seed shells in front of her, there was no change at all.

Yang Ruoqing's attitude was the same when she walked in, and it was still the same attitude now. It did not resonate with the other party because of her previous words of condemnation of the old man, which brought the relationship closer and the atmosphere became warmer.

No, not at all, so Yang Huamei felt that her warm-up was in vain.

Moreover, it would be a bit funny to continue to condemn such a person.

She stopped, peeled a few melon seeds and ate them, then took a few sips of the slightly cooler tea.

When the tea bowl was served, she was already determined to risk it all!

"Qing'er, my aunt is not afraid of making you laugh. In fact, my aunt came here because she has something to ask you to do for your convenience."

Now that she got to the main topic, Yang Ruoqing put down the melon seeds and raised her eyes to look at Yang Huamei.

"You are my aunt. If anything happens, let's discuss it together. Don't ask for it or not. My niece can't bear it." She said with a smile.

Yang Huamei also smiled sheepishly.

Not to mention that my niece couldn't bear it, even if she, an elder, spoke in such a low voice, she felt anxious and panicked.

A broken ship has three pounds of nails, and even the poorest person has a backbone.

In this life, for the sake of her two sons, she has bent and broken her straight spine all her life, only to give it to others to step on!

But what can be done? This is life!

Yang Huamei suppressed the resistance and humiliation in her heart and spoke again.

"Qing'er, aunt would like to ask you to help arrange an errand for Xiao Hei that he can do."

"Xiao Hei?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, this request was a bit unexpected.

She originally thought that her aunt wanted to help Dabai take back the shop in the town that was still sealed!

"Isn't Xiaohei determined to take over his father's job and take care of the housework at home?"

Yang Ruoqing started throwing melon seeds into her mouth again.

Yang Huamei was also peeling, and it was crackling, but he didn't eat it anymore.

She smiled bitterly and said: "That boy is not that good. I'm afraid the crops won't be taken care of well. It's better to find a job and earn some money to support the family first."
Chapter completed!