Mrs. Tan snorted, "Stop talking now, let me talk to Mei'er. Look, your sister has only said three words since she came in, and Yan'er is so fussy that she can't even get up!"

Mrs. Liu looked at Yang Huamei, who was really sitting there with her head hanging down, holding a tea bowl and looking at the tea leaves on it. She was a little out of place in this lively main room.

"Oh mother, it's Mei'er who doesn't want to speak, and it's not me who covers her mouth to prevent her from speaking."

Ms. Liu covered her mouth and giggled. She glanced at Mr. Tan's reaction and then at Yang Huamei.

Mrs. Tan did not get angry at Mrs. Liu's words, but Yang Huamei didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard Mrs. Liu's words.

"Meier, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so distracted?"

It was Tan, the old mother, who first noticed something strange about Yang Huamei and asked.

When she asked, everyone's attention shifted to Yang Huamei.

When asked by Tan, Yang Huamei still didn't respond and sat there alone, distracted.

Mrs. Tan couldn't help but push her. Yang Huamei was in a trance and suddenly came to her senses. The tea bowl in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Meier, what's wrong with you? I've called you so many times but you still don't respond. It's like you've lost your soul!"

Mrs. Tan was a little unhappy and looked at Yang Huamei.

I found that my old daughter had lost weight obviously, and her cheek bones were protruding.

From Tan's perspective, what she saw was Yang Huamei's profile. The skin on her neck was loose and wrinkled. She looked like a thirty-three-year-old woman.

Some people believe her when she says she is forty-three!

"Ah, I just walked away for a while, what are you talking about me?"

Yang Huamei held onto the tea bowl, calmed her mind, and smiled at everyone.

"Mei'er, how many days did you go to the town to take care of the baby?" asked Tan.

Yang Huamei thought for a moment and said: "Not much, only about ten days, what's up?"

Tan frowned and looked at Yang Huamei carefully: "How can you become so thin in just ten days? Dabai won't let you eat?"

After Tan's reminder, everyone else's eyes were also looking at Yang Huamei.

Old Yang also wanted to say that Yang Huamei had lost weight, but he swallowed the words again.

Why?

It was Mr. Tan who brought up this topic, so he cannot praise it.

Hold it in, she will definitely ask later if the fourth child is here.

Sure enough, as soon as this idea came to Lao Yang's mind, Mrs. Liu over there couldn't wait to ask: "Mei'er, you have really lost a lot of weight. When you went to town, there was a lot of fat on your cheeks."

Very filling.”

Yang Huamei raised her hand and touched her cheek, jokingly said: "Well, I don't feel much about myself. It's good to be thinner. I'm slimmer and more delicate, which makes my eyes look bigger."

"Stop talking nonsense like me. If you lose weight, you won't look good, and if your skin becomes loose, you will look older!" Tan's words directly shattered Yang Huamei's words.

Yang Huamei smiled and sat there without saying a word.

"Why don't you say anything? Mom is asking you something. Is it because Dabai doesn't give you food?" Ms. Tan asked again.

Yang Huamei couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, what are you talking about? Dabai is my great eldest son, how can you not give me food?"

"Then the red plum has turned your heart black and I won't give you food to eat!" Mrs. Tan said again.

"Otherwise, why are you so thin? All the flesh has fallen off!"

At the mention of red plums, Yang Huamei's expression changed obviously, but then she regained her composure.

But when she spoke, her tone was a bit serious: "This is even more of a joke. Dabai is my son. Do you need her to tell me how to eat my son's food?"

Tan's face was full of doubts, "Then tell me, why are you so thin? If a person suddenly loses weight, for no other reason, he has a strange disease!"

Everyone looked at Tan nervously.

Mrs. Liu even shrank her neck and said, "Mom, your words are a bit scary, and it's also unlucky."

Yang Huamei also smiled bitterly, "Mom, I am your daughter, are you willing to curse me like this?"

Tan said: "This is not a curse. I am telling the truth. People of the older generation have experience. We have to believe it."

Yang Huamei was helpless and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll say,"

"As for me, I don't have any strange disease. I'm just tired from taking care of my grandson during this time,"

"As for the food, it's all from the shop, which doesn't quite suit my taste, so I don't eat much."

Mrs. Tan immediately became angry, "What? So you're the one taking care of the baby? Then what do you need Hongmei for? Decoration?"

Yang Huamei said: "The shop is very busy and she has to help Dabai take care of the shop. Apart from feeding the child a few times a day, the child is in my hands at other times."

"What? Didn't I agree that you would help me? Why did you go to the town and take care of the child and the burden fell on you alone? How tiring it is, it's life-threatening!"

Tan's white face turned red with anger, and her voice became louder and louder.

Yang Yongqing, who was squatting at the door and eating melon seeds, couldn't help but turn his head and smile, "Mistress, come here and give me a gift. Don't quarrel. I want to be lucky!"

Tan rolled his eyes at Yang Yongqing and said, "Fuck you, you have such a generous temper and have no taboos!"

Bao Suyun and Wang Cuilian also helped to smooth things over and said, "Your mother is not arguing, she is talking to your aunt normally."

Yang Yongqing chuckled, patted the melon seed shells stuck to his palms and stood up: "I'm going to the kitchen to see how the food is doing. You guys should chat and give me face. We really can't quarrel!"

Madam Liu stood up and came over to push Yang Yongqing out, "Hurry up and go see the food, don't cause trouble here."

In the hall, Mrs. Tan took a sip of tea, took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress her anger, and continued to question Yang Huamei in a calm tone.

"We are all members of the family here, and your sister-in-law Cuilian is not an outsider. Don't hide any grievances you have suffered in this town. Tell me, and my mother will make the decision for you!" But no matter how Tan pressed her, Yang Huamei would never mention her. Be wronged.

Finally, Mrs. Tan was tired of asking questions, and Yang Huamei was tired of it.

"Mom, I'm just tired. Can you please stop thinking blindly? It's like I was born to be a doormat and get bullied wherever I go!"

"What? Is it my mother's fault that she cares about you?" Ms. Tan was also unhappy and turned away.

Yang Huamei was very embarrassed about this.

Wang Cuilian quickly came out to smooth things over: "Bringing up a child is a tiring job. It requires not only labor but also mental effort. I also lost weight when I was raising my baby. This is normal."

Bao Suyun also nodded, "Yes, just wait until the child is older, and Mei'er's flesh will grow back by then."

Everyone, with your words and my words, this situation has been smoothed over.

At this time Yang Yongqing ran over and shouted: "It's time to eat, let's set the table!"

Mrs. Liu was the first to jump up, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"

In order to avoid Tan's continued questioning, Yang Huamei also moved closer, "I'll come too."

Mrs. Tan followed behind, drinking tea silently, paying attention to Yang Huamei's every move. Her mother's intuition told her that there must be something going on with Mei'er.

There were so many people at this moment, it was definitely hard for Meier to tell, and it was because she had been negligent.
Chapter completed!