The dough and fried duck egg toppings in the bowl suddenly lost their aroma. Yang Yongbai put down the chopsticks in his hands and put his hands on his face.

Yang Huaming was also stunned for a moment, tilted his head and looked at Yang Yongbai, "What's wrong? Fourth uncle mentioned that you were sad?"

Yang Yongbai put down his hand, shook his head, and smiled at Yang Huaming: "It's all over, let's eat noodles."

"Yes, it's all over. Eat more. I'll ask your fourth aunt to order something delicious at noon, and we can have a few drinks." Yang Huaming added.

Yang Yongbai nodded happily.

After eating noodles, Yang Yongbai went to the front yard to clean up the house, while Yang Huaming walked into the kitchen.

I found that all the pots and bowls I had eaten in the morning were thrown into the pot and soaked in cold water, and the chopsticks were scattered here and there.

Ms. Liu was sitting on the pony at the mouth of the stove with her legs crossed, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand and enjoying herself.

"You bitch, why don't you just wash away the pots and dishes?" Yang Huaming asked in surprise.

Mrs. Liu snorted and rolled her eyes, "Why do I have to wash it all? You have no hands?"

Yang Huaming blushed, "The male is the outsider and the female is the inside, don't break the rules!"

"Bah!" Mr. Liu spat the melon seed shell directly into Yang Huaming's face, "First do something big and grand outside, and then come here to show off your authority like me. You don't have much ability, and you have learned to give orders. Your face is bigger than your butt.

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Every one of Liu's words was full of thorns, and they pierced Yang Huaming's heart.

A few years ago, if he hadn't jumped up and cursed a few words or slapped him a few times, he wouldn't have been able to stand up to the big pendulum below him.

But now, well, he's lying flat.

At this age, more than half of my life has passed, and I will definitely not be able to achieve greater achievements.

Let this woman scold her as much as she wants, as long as it coaxes her to do her housework.

"I made you scold me several times without even replying. You've almost got it!" he said.

Mrs. Liu then hummed, "Then you just admit that you were wrong, right?"

Yang Huaming looked confused: "Am I wrong? Where did I go wrong?"

Mrs. Liu: "Don't pretend to be stupid. You didn't even leave a piece of fried duck egg for me when you were eating noodles. Is that right?"

Yang Huaming patted his head, it turned out that this was what this greedy woman did.

"I didn't even tell you, there's a reason why I didn't leave the duck eggs for you." He said in a low voice.

"What's the reason? Huh, I don't want to listen to your nonsense. It's all lies and the purpose is to cover up your selfishness!"

Mrs. Liu turned her face to the side to look at the mud wall that was yellowed and black by the oil smoke. Her ears were already ridged.

Yang Huaming knew that she was listening, so he bent down and whispered behind her ear: "When you two were talking earlier, I choked and sneezed into the dish."

"oops!"

Mrs. Liu suddenly turned around and pushed Yang Huaming away fiercely.

"How many times have I told you? Don't sneeze into the food on the table, it will disgust you to death!"

Yang Huaming chuckled.

Liu was dubious and asked: "If that's the case, why do you eat it yourself?"

Yang Huaming smiled even more proudly now, "My nails, the dead skin picked off from my hands and feet, and my nose, when have you ever seen me throw them on the floor?"

Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Huaming for a few times. Suddenly she took out the fire stick from the stove and hit Yang Huaming's leg.

"You disgusting thing, get out, get out."

"You won't eat anything except your poop. You will eat everything. From now on, don't sleep in the same bed as me. It's so disgusting!"

After all, Yang Huaming was not kicked out of the kitchen by Mrs. Liu.

Why?

Because at the critical moment, he threw out a bunch of copper coins, nearly two hundred coins.

"What are you giving me the money for?"

"Use this money to buy some solid vegetables, and let Yongbai have a meal at home at noon."

"Yeah? Didn't you treat him to a meal in the morning? Do you still want to?"

"Well, what happened to him this time when he came back is quite distressing. After all, he is my nephew." Yang Huaming said with a smile.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes, "I haven't seen how your nephew respects your fourth uncle? Have you ever drank a jar of wine from him since you were a child?"

"Besides, your second brother and sister-in-law never took care of us when they were alive. You really have a lot to do!"

Yang Huaming was unhappy, and naturally he couldn't smile. "My second brother and sister-in-law have been dead for many years. Let's be generous and don't make excuses for the dead."

"As for Yongbai, let's entertain this meal again. If you don't have a father or a mother, let's just treat it as a good thing for the children at home!"

When it comes to building virtue for the children at home, Mrs. Liu can't say anything else.

"Then let's treat us to another meal. I guess Third Brother and Lao Wu will also invite us. It won't look good if we don't invite you then." Mrs. Liu murmured while picking up the copper plate in her hand.

Yang Huaming patted Mr. Liu on the shoulder: "You're right, so this time we'll take the lead and invite you to the meal first."

Mrs. Liu was just immersed in counting coins and couldn't think of anything to do with Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming said: "Stop counting, it's a total of two hundred and thirty-three cents. You prepare a table of solid food at noon. Then I will invite my parents over to eat together. If there is any money left, you can

Keep it to yourself."

"Do you still want to invite your parents?" Ms. Liu raised her head, somewhat unhappy.

One more person means one more pair of chopsticks and one more mouth, and she will have to eat less meat and drink less soup.

Yang Huaming saw Mrs. Liu's unhappy look and understood what she cared about.

He smiled and patted Mrs. Liu on the shoulder again: "One sheep is herded, and a group of sheep are herded. That's it!"

This rationale... barely convinced Mr. Liu.

Ms. Liu saw Yang Huaming's fingers resting on her shoulder, still moving. The fingernails looked like they had been chewed by a dog.

Mrs. Liu suddenly shouted, shaking her shoulders and throwing away Yang Huaming's hand, "Take your paws away, they're so dirty!"

Yang Huaming, who was disliked, had black streaks all over his head.

This woman hasn't washed her feet for three days. The bed under the bed at night smells of sour radish. She also likes to fart under the bed...

Dislike me? Bah!

Under Yang Huaming's urging, Mrs. Liu hastily packed away the dishes and went out with the money.

As for Yang Huaming, he also went to the front yard to help Yang Yongbai clean up the house.

Mrs. Liu ran straight to the Sun family's pork shack. There was no customer in the pork shack, so Mrs. Sun herself sat behind the meat case, looking out with a sad face.

"Ah ha, why don't you have any business coming to your door today?"

Mrs. Liu asked loudly, and people immediately got into the shed.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated a few days ago, and everyone went to great lengths to buy meat. Now everyone is tightening their belts to live their lives!" said Da Sun.

There was flooding this year, and various repairs and reconstructions after the disaster will cost money. Everyone's money is tight.

Unlike previous years, when the weather was good, now the two crops of rice have been put into the warehouse, and I have a lot of money on hand, so I eat meat more often.
Chapter completed!