Suddenly, Yang Huaming noticed that there was a plate of golden and fragrant soybeans on the table. They were piled up neatly on the fine white porcelain plate, as attractive as broken gold.

"Third sister-in-law, those soybean grains look so exciting. Did you fry them?" Yang Huaming asked.

Mrs. Sun had already handed over the bowls and chopsticks and asked Yang Huaming to sit down and eat together.

At the same time, he said with a smile: "Those are salt and pepper soybeans. I can't fry them. Qing'er sent them over yesterday."

Yang Huaming picked one and threw it into his mouth. The bite was crunchy and his mouth was full of delicious taste.

He nodded repeatedly, "Not bad, not bad, it tastes good!"

This was the first time he ate salt-and-pepper soybeans, but why...why did the taste seem familiar? It seemed like he had eaten it somewhere before?

My memory is very shallow, so the best way is to take a few more pills to deepen my impression and awaken my memory.

So Yang Huaming's chopsticks reached towards the plate of soybeans again...

Sun was a little surprised to see Yang Huaming eating so enthusiastically, as if he was eating for the first time.

"Fourth child, yesterday Qing'er also gave her fourth aunt a bottle of salt and pepper soybeans. Didn't my siblings give it to you?"

If you had eaten it, you wouldn't be so surprised.

Yang Huaming's chopsticks paused in the air, and he raised his eyes and looked directly at Sun: "Did Qing'er give it to her fourth aunt?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, "Well, what's going on?"

Yang Huaming bared his teeth and said, "This stinky bitch eats alone!"

No wonder he thought this smell was familiar before. It turned out to be the smell left by her eating alone in the house last night.

He finally figured out why there was a rumble of farts in bed all night!

Seeing Yang Huaming's appearance, Mrs. Sun was worried that she had said the wrong thing and was a little uneasy.

Yang Huaming came back to his senses and comforted Mrs. Sun and said, "Sister-in-law, please don't do that. I'm just pretending not to know about this. It's just a matter of food and drink. I'm not as narrow-minded as her!"

Huh, stinky bitch, you are in the first year of junior high school, don’t blame me for being in the fifteenth year. When you go back to the county to sell sawdust, I will deduct the money, so don’t cry!

…

On September 28, according to the agreement between Lao Yang's family and Zheng's family, my sister Zheng Xiuzhi came to Lao Yang's house to recognize her before getting married.

Lao Yang's family released the news in advance. Mrs. Tan was so anxious that she came to Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village and asked him to send someone to deliver a message to Mei'er at the shop in the town.

After nearly a month of bed rest, Yang Huazhong can really go to the ground this time.

Although he walked slowly, like a toddler, he finally didn't need crutches and showed no signs of lameness.

Lameness is like a sword that has been hanging over Sun and Yang Ruoqing's heads these days.

Now that we see that Yang Huazhong is not lame, everyone can finally put their hearts back in their stomachs.

So when Tan came to the door in a hurry, Yang Huazhong was practicing walking in the yard. Seeing Tan's appearance, Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Mom, you can rest assured that we won't leave Mei'er behind."

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"Besides, we also have to send a message to Ju'er. We must have talked about it together."

Mrs. Tan was relieved, and then looked at Yang Huazhong's legs and feet.

"You haven't been away for a long time. Don't be in a hurry when you first get off the ground. You have to walk step by step. Don't think about reaching the sky in one step." She said.

Yang Huazhong nodded with a smile, continued to raise his legs, and walked slowly and steadily.

Mr. Tan followed behind and looked at Yang Huazhong practicing walking. He squinted his eyes and thought of a lot.

"When you brothers and sisters were learning to walk, your second brother was the earliest to learn, your fourth brother was the fastest, and you were the slowest to learn, but you walked the most steadily."

"Then your Aunt Jiang told me that you can see a person's temperament and future behavior from the time he learns to walk. This is really true!"

Yang Hualin, the second eldest son, is the smartest among the five sons and is nicknamed "Monkey King".

The fourth child has the most impatient temper, acts impulsively, and cannot last long.

The third child has a slow temper, plays it safe, and is the most reliable and reassuring in doing things.

When he heard his mother talking about his brothers' childhood, Yang Huazhong's smile became gentler. He practiced walking slowly while chatting with Mr. Tan, who sometimes looked at him.

He seemed to stumble a bit but would rush to help him.

This made Yang Huazhong experience a long-lost feeling. He, a rough man, was embarrassed to use a refined word to describe that feeling. But he knew that that feeling was called——

maternal love!

It was September 26th when Mr. Tan came to Yang Huazhong to send news.

Zheng Xiuzhi's visit to Lao Yang's house was scheduled for September 28th, two days later.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huazhong sent someone to report the news to the town. The people were probably just walking on the road, and Yang Huamei came back by herself. Maybe she passed by the person who reported the news and didn't even notice.

After she came back, she did not come to Yang Huazhong's house, nor did she go to the old house to find Tan. Instead, she went straight back to Lao Wang's house, washed and brushed at home, opened the windows for ventilation, and frequently went to the pond to wash herself.

Mrs. Sun went to the pond to wash vegetables. When she saw Yang Huamei, she thought she was dazzled.

In the main room of Yang Huazhong's family, Yang Huamei's basin and bucket were placed at the door of the main room. She was sitting at the table with a bowl of tea in front of her, but she didn't drink it. There were several plates of melon seed snacks on the table, but she didn't eat either.

"Mei'er, why didn't you come over to say hello when you came back? If it wasn't for your third sister-in-law to be washed, we would still be in the dark." Yang Huazhong was very happy to see his long-lost sister.

Especially when he had just been bathed in the radiance of mother's love, the man's heart felt soft at this moment. For most of the day, what he was thinking about was the scene when a family of brothers and sisters reunited at the knees of their parents.

Compared with Yang Huazhong's mental state, Yang Huamei's whole person is much worse.

She was listless as she sat there, yawning constantly, and after yawning, she made a fist and hit her lower back.

"Meier, what's wrong with your waist?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

They were the only brothers and sisters in the hall. Old Yangtou had gone to visit Old Jiangtou a long time ago, and Mrs. Sun had not yet come to pick up Mrs. Tan at her old house.

"After washing the clothes for a long time, my waist is a little sore. I feel comfortable after beating it a few times." Yang Huamei said.

Yang Huazhong stood up slowly while holding on to the table and went to the high coffee table on the other side of the wall.

Yang Huamei's eyes followed Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, what are you doing standing up? Sit down!"

Yang Huazhong said: "I'll find you a plaster to activate blood circulation and stop blood clots."

Yang Huamei stood up and said, "Third brother, stop working and sit down. I'm fine."

Yang Huazhong had already fumbled to open the drawer of the coffee table, rummaged around inside, and said, "Just stick it on, just wait a moment."

Soon, he came back with some plasters. Yang Huamei hurriedly went up to help, but was pushed away by Yang Huazhong.

"No need to support me. The doctor told me to practice more, but it won't be good if I support you."

Then, he pushed the plaster patches to Yang Huamei and said, "I got three for you. I will change them every day when I go back. It will take about three days to apply them."

Yang Huamei did not refuse, holding it in her hand, her nose felt a little sore.

As soon as the brother and sister sat back down, there were rapid footsteps in the yard, and Mrs. Sun helped Mrs. Tan into the main room.

"Where's Mei'er? Where is Mei'er?" Tan's eyes were like searchlights. He searched the room as soon as he entered the room, and then locked on Yang Huamei.
Chapter completed!