Changping Village.

After sending away these visitors, Wang Hongquan also leaned into the tent and teased his great-grandson a few times before returning to his small tent next to him with satisfaction.

Yang Huamei carried the child back to the big tent, kissed the child's tender face a few more times, and then returned the child to Hongmei.

"The child is hungry, please feed him first."

"Yes, mother."

Hongmei hugged the child and sat down on the bed with a low eyebrow, turning sideways to feed the child.

Yang Huamei didn't move away either. She sat on the pony near the entrance of the tent, staring at the red plums on the bed.

Hongmei knew her mother-in-law was looking at her, and her back subconsciously tensed up.

After a while, Yang Huamei spoke up: "This time you gave birth to a grandson for our old Wang family. It was originally a meritorious service. If it hadn't been for the bad thing in the restaurant before, I would really have to worship you like a Bodhisattva."

Hongmei didn't make a sound, she was quietly waiting for Yang Huamei's next words.

The first part is all nonsense, but the second part is what the mother-in-law really wants to say.

Sure enough, Yang Huamei said again: "As for me, I can distinguish right from wrong, and I can understand it best."

"Now that these two things are put together, the merits and demerits are equal."

"When you are in the confinement period, I will sell everything and keep everything in our tent to feed you, but after the confinement period, it is none of my business."

Yang Huamei thought about some things, but she still couldn't say too much to Hongmei.

For example, when Dabai came back, she still thought about asking Dabai to write a letter of divorce to divorce Hongmei.

What if I give birth to a son from the Lao Wang family? In the past, I was out of shape and did such scandalous things.

Her eldest grandson should be taken care of by her, a well-behaved grandmother. If she is placed next to a woman like Hongmei, she will inevitably lead the child away.

As for the issue of children’s food?

That's okay. In the past, the fifth brother's Mian Mian drank goat's milk before she was born. Later, she drank goat's milk and milk alternately. Didn't she keep her clean and hydrated?

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But I can't say these words to Hongmei yet, nor can I scare her. I will leave it to this woman to help Lao Wang's family feed their eldest grandson.

"Thank you so much for your magnanimity. My wife knows that she was wrong. She will be a good person and do good things in the future."

On the bed, Hongmei turned around and said to Yang Huamei cautiously and gratefully.

Yang Huamei raised her chin, "Well, you should rest first, and I'll get you something to eat."

After leaving the tent, Yang Huamei let out a breath of thick air.

It's really tiring to let her lie to Hongmei. But there's nothing wrong with it. Who made Hongmei do such a shameful thing, so don't blame her for being a cruel mother-in-law.

Leave the mother behind and leave the son behind. Now the son will give Hongmei good food and drink and take good care of her body, so that he will not feel guilty in his heart.

Hongmei has eaten well during this period, and the nutritional essence has finally been passed on to her eldest grandson, no loss or loss.

While Yang Huamei was squatting by the gutter behind the tent and picking out chicken entrails, and Wang Hongquan took the bowls and chopsticks to the porridge shed, Xiao Hei came back from the teahouse.

"Xiao Hei? Why did you come back when everything was flooded? How did you come back? Is the tea house not flooded?" Yang Huamei put down the chicken in her hand and stood up, grabbed Xiao Hei's arm and asked repeatedly.

Xiao Hei was sweating profusely from running, his shoes were wet, and his pants were rolled up to his knees.

He excitedly told Yang Huamei: "The tea house is halfway up the mountain. If the tea house is flooded, then the whole place here will sink to the bottom of the water!"

Yang Huamei raised her head and looked at the mist-shrouded mountains in the distance, thinking about it!

Then a motherly smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Xiao Hei again. Well, he wasn't thinner, he still looked as dark as before, and he was even stronger than before.

"You haven't told me why you're back?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Xiao Hei said: "Master Xu and Mrs. Xu are going back to town to visit their grandchildren. The teahouse will be closed for a few days, so I will go down the mountain with them."

"Master Xu made a basin so big that two or three people could sit in it. They put me down at the entrance of the village and then went to Qingshui Town."

"What? A big basin will do, too?" Yang Huamei was stunned.

"Of course, as long as the water level is enough and you can draw water, you can row on the water like a boat." Xiao Hei gestured.

"When they got to the shallow water, they would either carry the basin or drag it with a rope. There are a few wooden wheels installed under the basin. They are quite durable and can definitely support it to the town."

Yang Huamei was dumbfounded when she heard this, "This method is really good. Your master and the others are really smart."

After Xiao Hei said what he needed to say, he immediately spotted the plucked chicken at Yang Huamei's feet.

Just like when Huang Pizi saw the chicken coop, his eyes suddenly lit up in a frightening way.

"Mom, did you know I was coming back and kill the chicken in advance to pick me up?" Xiao Hei asked excitedly, pointing to the chicken.

Yang Huamei turned to look at the chicken, and said with a smile: "Mom, I won't hide it from you, this chicken was not killed specifically for you, but you just happened to catch it, so you are lucky."

"What? You didn't kill it for me? Then who did you kill it for?"

"you guess."

"Mom, we are flooded and we are victims of the disaster. Who is this heartless person who wants to come to our house as a guest?"

The more Xiao Hei talked, the more impatient he became and began to stamp his feet.

This behavior suddenly resembled everything before. Yang Huamei smiled until her eyes slit, this little black guy is her black son!

"Why are you so anxious? You're already my uncle and you're still so impatient?"

Xiao Hei didn't take the word 'uncle' seriously at all. His cousins ​​in the old Yang family had already given birth to babies, Xiu Xiu, Luo Baobao and the others had to call him uncle. He was not interested in this title.

Yang Huamei gently patted Xiao Hei's shoulder and scolded with a smile: "You are really stupid. I have made it so clear and you still don't understand? Your brother is a father and has given birth to a big fat boy. You are now my uncle."

My biological uncle!"

When Xiao Hei heard this, his eyes bulged with shock, he almost jumped up, and there was even panic on his face.

Yes, not surprise, but horror!

"Mom, this can't be done, right? My brother is a boy. How can a boy have a baby?"

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, seeing that Xiao Hei's anxious and frightened look did not seem to be deliberately teasing her, and then she realized that her Hei son had gone astray.

Yang Huamei wanted to be angry but also wanted to laugh, so she jumped up and lightly slapped Xiao Hei on the shoulder.

"What are you thinking, you silly boy? Of course your brother can't have a baby. The one who gives birth to the baby is Hongmei, Hongmei!"

"Ah? My sister-in-law has given birth to a boy and a girl?"

"The boy is six or seven days old! He looks exactly like your brother, so rare!"
Chapter completed!