Yang Ruoqing sent Yang Huaming a storybook.

Sun and Bao Suyun brought snacks to Yang Huaming.

Dabao, who came back from the county town, came to visit his fourth uncle and brought him gifts.

So at this moment, Yang Huaming was lying among the pile of gifts, beside him was a dry cigarette that he had smoked several times, and he was holding a storybook in his hand.

Then when he saw Mrs. Liu coming into the house, he rummaged around. Yang Huaming's eyes looked at Mrs. Liu's back and movements through the upper edge of the storybook, and he burst into laughter.

"You have a good laugh!"

Mrs. Liu didn't bother to look back, she just heard the sound and threw a curse word casually.

Yang Huaming said: "I think you look like a fat mouse when you are rummaging for things, except for those two little mustaches on your mouth."

Mrs. Liu put the things in her pocket and turned around, looking at Yang Huaming up and down, and finally her eyes fell on the area where he was recovering from his injuries.

"You're really right, isn't it like a fat and shiny mouse? It's a pity that it's a hairless mouse, which is a bit funny..."

"boom!"

Before Liu finished speaking, Yang Huaming threw the notebook in his hand at her.

Without saying a word, Mrs. Liu ran to the door, holding on to the door frame and making faces at Yang Huaming.

"Hahaha, hairless rat, hairless rat!"

Yang Huaming was so angry that all the blood in his body rushed to his face.

If this was normal, he would have rushed up to her like a gust of wind, grabbed Ms. Liu's hair, pinned her down and beat her violently.

I just moved my leg and it was pulled. The pain... was like being pricked by a hundred embroidery needles!

Yang Huaming pointed at Mrs. Liu and said tremblingly: "You are a talkative and dishonest person. If you have the ability, don't come back!"

Mrs. Liu stood at the door, imitating Yang Huaming, trembling and rolling her eyes, her mouth tilted to one side, and her hands twisted so much that she pointed at the sky and poked at the ground, "A fat mouse is a fat mouse!"

Yang Huaming was so angry that he grabbed a bag next to him and threw it at Mr. Liu again.

Mrs. Liu got defensive this time and ran away.

The thing fell to the ground and spread out. It turned out to be the pack of cut tobacco sent by Lao Yangtou.

Mrs. Liu was happy, clapped her hands and laughed at you: "Haha, you smashed the tobacco that your father sent to show your kindness. If he finds out later, he will be angry with you and call you an unfilial son. That's not right.

Unfilial fat mouse!"

"Get out, get out, you damn woman, don't come back if you can!"

"Humph, just get out, and my aunt can come back if she wants!"

Mrs. Liu stamped her feet and ran away happily.

Yang Huaming was left in the room so angry that he punched the pillow with his fists until his arms ached and he couldn't relieve his anger.

Fortunately, he had comforted himself before, saying that he was blessed, and only when you are blessed can you be angry.

Now that he takes back his words, this is pure anger. Sooner or later, he will be so angry with this woman that he vomits blood and dies!

When I get better, I will go to the county seat to find Xiaojuan and make you mad to death, Ms. Liu.

As soon as this idea flashed through Yang Huaming's mind, he was stunned.

Why should I go to Xiaojuan?

It was because she couldn't live in poverty anymore, so she decided to abandon Tiedan and leave with me.

The address Qing'er gave him last time, Xiaojuan can be found at that address.

But he didn't want to go to that address.

When a woman enters a place like that, she is no longer a clean and good woman.

For a woman who has despised him, abandoned him, and has fallen, is it necessary for him to find her back? It is also a shame for Tiedan to have such a mother!

According to normal logic, once the comparison reaches this point, we will come to the conclusion that Liu's is still good.

But then I thought about it, how did Kang Xiaozi get it?

It was Mrs. Liu and her eldest brother Yang Huaan who lived in idiocy!

Yang Huaming lay down, completely flat like a salted fish.

None of these women are good!

Alas, now, he himself is not doing well, and he is looked down upon by Mrs. Liu. He is such a loser as a man!

…

Mrs. Liu walked out of the house with a smile on her face as if she had won a battle, but when she walked into the yard, the smile on her face disappeared.

She stood in the yard, calmed down a bit, and recalled her previous words, actions, and demeanor, as well as Yang Huaming's crazy look when he was furious and had nothing to do with her...

She is not afraid, not at all.

She just feels like she's gone a little too far?

Isn't it a bit bad to bully a person who is recovering from his injuries like this?

But then I thought about it, how did he treat her when he was young? For ten long years, Xiaojuan lived with her under the same roof, and seeing Xiaojuan every day was like a needle pricking his heart.

Has he ever understood that feeling?

Gritting her teeth, Liu told herself a famous saying that she had realized:

If a woman is not ruthless, her status will be unstable.

Yes, I can't be soft-hearted, and a man can't be too nice to him and slap his nose on his face!

resettlement site.

For other villagers in the village, Mrs. Liu's visit to the resettlement site has long been a strange thing, because Mrs. Liu is a typical idler.

And now the villagers in the resettlement site have no time to pay attention to Ms. Liu, because the water level has receded a lot, and everyone has to go into the village every day to see the specific flood situation in their homes. There are floods here and there in the village.

People were walking in the water with their trousers rolled up one by one, feeling regretful and sighing. Many people looked at the yards and houses that they missed home, and looked at the old furniture that had been with them for most of their lives. They were soaked in the water and turned black. Their noses

Once sour, the tough man couldn't help but burst into tears.

So at this time, Mrs. Liu was wandering around the resettlement site and even broke into the Zhang family's tent. No one had time to take care of her.

In the Zhang family tent.

It was a coincidence that Mrs. Liu came over just in time to catch Zhang's mother lying on the bed, her wrinkled face flushed red.

"Oh, sister-in-law, do you want to relieve yourself? Come on, come on, let me help you!"

Mrs. Liu shouted and ran to the bed.

This tent is a bit big, and the Zhang family's mother and son live in it.

The larger bed was for Zhang's mother, and the smaller one was for Zhang Youfu. There was a curtain made of sheets between the two beds as a partition.

When Zhang's mother saw Mr. Liu, she was a little moved, but then felt embarrassed.

He shook his head and said with difficulty: "It's okay, I can still hold it in for a while..."

Mrs. Liu said: "Sister-in-law, when people have three urgent needs, they cannot be suppressed. It will be more uncomfortable than death!"

"We are all women and we are from the countryside, so there is nothing wrong with me helping you!"

Ms. Liu rolled up her sleeves and came forward to support Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang's mother originally wanted to refuse a few times, but Mrs. Liu supported her so hard that she almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

He could only close his eyes and shamelessly let himself be manipulated by Mrs. Liu.

After a burst of release, Mother Zhang secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air and felt that her whole body came to life.
Chapter completed!