"Auntie, you'd better not turn over their bedding." Yang Ruoqing reminded her again.

Yang Huamei snorted, "I don't have the time to look through it. I was in a hurry to find something for my eldest grandson, so I went to their house. I saw the bedding on the bed was piled up in a mess, so I went there with good intentions.

Help them spread it."

"As soon as I opened it, I saw it, and it almost blinded me!"

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over.

However, Yang Huamei didn't realize it, and she still kept on blaming Hongmei: "Dabai is so busy, she works so hard during the day, and she still has to accompany her to fool around at night."

"Tell me, this Hongmei is really ignorant and has no sympathy for men at all. Later I have to remind Dabai and tell him not to fool around with Hongmei. His body is his own and must be cherished.

Otherwise, sooner or later it will be hollowed out,"

"Youdao means that there is no plowed land, only exhausted cows. When his cow is exhausted, the land will not be left bare. There will be other cows to plow, and he will cry when the time comes..."

When it came to this, it was exactly the tone that Tan used to speak on weekdays, and Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear to listen to this kind of mother-in-law's thoughts.

But she didn’t want to refute, so why should she refute?

She herself doesn't have any favorable impressions of Dabai and Hongmei, so how could she defend Yang Huamei over their husband and wife's trivial matter?

It makes no sense and is also funny.

"Auntie, my stomach feels heavy and I can't hold my urine after sitting for a while. I have to go back. Let's talk another day!"

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said goodbye with her belly in hand.

Yang Huamei stood up and said, "Qing'er, thank you very much for coming to talk to my aunt today. My aunt is very happy. We have a toilet in the backyard, so we can make do here?"

Yang Ruoqing refused with a smile. The toilet in Lao Wang's house was the most original one, and it left a shadow in her heart after seeing it.

After finally getting rid of Yang Huamei, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She had a hunch that if Aunt Meier continued to think and behave like this, family conflicts would break out sooner or later.

Especially if those words of advice that she thought she cared about were told to Dabai, Dabai would probably fall out with her.

Ju'er and her two children stayed overnight at her parents' house. The next morning, Chen Biao drove a carriage to pick up the three of them, and Yang Huamei took their ride back to town.

Mrs. Tan came to see her off at the entrance of the village. She stood by the carriage and kept telling Yang Huamei: "If you want to show off your mother-in-law's style, you can't let that vixen Hongmei hold you back!"

"If Dabai dares to help her but not you, then go back to your mother's house and she will support you!"

Yang Huamei patted her chest and assured Tan, "Mom, please be at ease. I have been a wife for ten years, and Dabai is also a filial child!"

Mrs. Tan said to Yang Huamei again: "I may go to San Yatou's place to stay for a while."

Yang Huamei was surprised, and turned her questioning eyes to Yang Ruoqing who was in the farewell procession.

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, "I sent a message to the third girl, but I haven't received a reply yet. It's very possible."

Yang Huamei then showed joy and excitement, and told Mrs. Tan: "Then I may not be able to come back in time to see you off to my mother, but I don't worry if you go to San Yatou's place, and stay with San Yatou well. She will definitely want to marry far away.

My mother’s family.”

Mrs. Tan did not comment, but she still had to say: "Who asked her to marry so far away? If she has to marry Liu Xueyun, I don't believe that she can't find someone she likes in these ten miles and eight villages!"

"Mom, what you said is really unpleasant!"

Before anyone else could say anything, Liu was the first to refute.

"Which man from ten miles and eight villages is as good as my little son-in-law? He is both talented and handsome, and he eats yamen rice. When the third girl gets married, she will be a young mistress, and she will have a blessed life!" Ms. Liu added.

Mrs. Tan glanced at Mrs. Liu and thought to herself, you are a stupid bitch who doesn’t know anything. You are even in the dark about the third girl’s pregnancy.

Mrs. Tan couldn't bear to talk to Mrs. Liu, but continued to tell Yang Huamei and Ju'er to pay attention to safety on the road.

The carriage gradually drove away, and Mrs. Tan returned to her old house muttering.

Mrs. Liu did not go back to her old house with Mrs. Tan, but chased Yang Ruoqing to Luo's house to drink tea and talk.

"I went to the county town again during this period. Qing'er, how much money do you think I made from selling sawdust?"

"Two taels of silver?"

"No, this number!"

Ms. Liu raised three fingers.

That's three taels.

"Not bad, Fourth Aunt. If we keep saving at this rate, we can build a two-story yard in a year and a half." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mr. Liu's eyebrows were beaming, "But these three taels of silver are not all mine, but also belong to your fourth uncle."

"You and my fourth uncle still share the accounts?"

"Isn't that right? We're not evenly divided 50-50, we're evenly divided 226-26."

"Two two six? What do you mean?"

"First of all, 60% of the money earned is saved. That is money for living at home and building a house."

"Your fourth uncle and I will split the remaining 40% in half. We will spend the money on our own, and no one will give it to the other."

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Ha, each has a small treasury, that's okay."

"It must be done, he has to save his little treasury to marry Tiedan in the future." Mrs. Liu said, "I also have to save my little treasury. I can buy something by myself on weekdays, and I won't be short of money.

I reached out to a man to ask for money, but he looked down on me."

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, applauding Liu's financial management ideas.

"Oh, by the way, Qing'er, have you heard? Jiang Xianjun is getting married in the next few days!"

After chatting about money for a while, Ms. Liu returned to her old business and told Yang Ruoqing about the latest news in the village.

"Zheng Xiaoqin is getting married? So soon? I haven't heard of it before." Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised.

A while ago, when Yang Huazhong and Sun were at home, in order to comfort Lao Yangtou's sadness at losing his younger brother, they cooked meals every now and then and invited old men of the same age as him, such as Lao Suntou and Lao Jiangtou, to come over and have fun together.

I have never heard Lao Jiangtou say that Jiang Xianjun is getting married soon.

"Fourth Aunt, is this news accurate? I haven't heard about it two days ago." Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mrs. Liu smiled proudly, patted her chest and said, "Can the information I got from your fourth aunt be false?"

"This news was released this morning. Mrs. Jiang told me personally, saying that the Zheng family suddenly came to urge me."

"Is it the woman who urged you?"

"Can you not urge me? With such a big belly, if I don't get married, are I still waiting to give birth to the baby in my mother's family? That would be unlucky, and my brother and sister-in-law can't agree to it!" Mrs. Liu said.

This is true.

"But Jiang Xianjun has been living with Mr. Jiang since he was released from prison. He has been living with Mr. Jiang for a long time. I heard he doesn't go anywhere. So Zheng Xiaoqin will suffer a lot if he marries her." Yang Ruoqing added.

Mrs. Liu snorted, "She brought this on herself. Many people told the Zheng family that this was a good marriage, but they didn't believe it."

"Later, the Zheng family's parents came to their senses and wanted to cancel the engagement, but that silly girl Zheng Xiaoqin jumped in. To put it bluntly, she was just fascinated by Jiang Xianjun's flesh and blood. She got pregnant before marriage and got married with her son. Let's talk about it.
Chapter completed!