Even though it has been almost a year since Shuanzi passed away, the feeling of grief is still hard for her to accept when she thinks about it.

"Xiao Duo is not as good as you!" said Tan.

"At least you have two sons. When Shuanzi's accident happened, both of your sons were grown up, but what does Xiaoduo have? She is just a daughter the size of a bean sprout, and she doesn't even have half a son!" Mrs. Tan added.

Yang Huamei frowned, "However, Duo'er is younger and more beautiful than me, and her daughter is also younger. If she wants to, she can definitely move on to another family, and then continue to have children, and she will be a healthy family."

"It's just that in this case, Jiaojiao will be the one who suffers the most..."

Mrs. Tan also sighed and tucked Yang Huamei's quilt, "It's not good to marry, it's not good not to marry. I can only say that this girl Xiaoduo is born with a hard life."

"About this matter, your third brother and sister-in-law almost turned gray with worry a while ago. We don't even dare to mention those things in front of them."

"Mei'er, please be smart and don't ask your third sister-in-law about it. Even your fourth sister-in-law's loudspeaker didn't dare to ask more about this matter, for fear of making them sad."

Yang Huamei nodded seriously, "Mom, don't worry, I'm not stupid, my own experience is there, this kind of thing is too tragic, how can you rub salt into other people's wounds!"

Mrs. Tan said 'hmm' repeatedly and patted Yang Huamei's leg, "It's getting late, go to sleep, you're still sick!"

…

The next morning, Mrs. Sun brought breakfast to Yang Huamei in advance.

She only gave Yang Huamei's share and did not prepare Tan's share.

"I called your third sister-in-law last night to tell her not to be hungry. I have to go to Yongqing to eat this morning and noon. The Zheng family wants to come and recognize the door."

If Mrs. Tan hadn't told her, Yang Huamei would still be a little dizzy and mistakenly thought that she had returned to the village specifically to recuperate.

As a result, Tan's words woke up Yang Huamei, and she suddenly remembered that the purpose of her trip was to give gifts.

My natal niece and daughter-in-law came to recognize her, and my aunt and Yang Yongqing’s sisters were all coming to give me gifts and dinner.

"Mom, I have to go to my old house today to deliver gifts," Yang Huamei said.

Tan said: "Where are you going? Wang Sheng told you to stay in bed and recuperate."

Yang Huamei said: "If I don't go, it would be unethical. I will come back on the right day just to give you gifts."

Mrs. Tan became irritated and said, "Why do you give so many gifts to Duke Zhou? I don't think that I just came back from your third brother's house yesterday and got a stomachache? You go out to give gifts again, there are so many people, and you still have to greet this one and talk to that one."

Yes, how tired are you? What if you get sick over there?"

After what Tan said, Yang Huamei also backed down.

She wasn't afraid of being tired or chatting with people, she was just afraid that if she got sick there, it would bring bad luck to the celebration.

Especially since Ms. Sun was also advising from the side: "Mei'er, just listen to mother and don't go there. Everyone can understand."

Yang Huamei sighed, "Okay, then I have to be rude this time. Sister-in-law, please help me carry the gift over."

Naturally, Mrs. Sun agreed with a smile.

"Mei'er, take good care of your health, and wait until the next time Zheng Xiuzhi officially gets married, then you can have a wedding banquet." Mrs. Sun comforted Yang Huamei again.

Yang Huamei forced out a smile and said, "Okay!"

…

Mrs. Tan took care of Yang Huamei after breakfast, then helped Yang Huamei to relieve her hands, and placed the tea bowl and snacks on the small stool beside the bed so that Yang Huamei could reach out and reach them.

Then he warned her again and asked her to sleep peacefully first, and she would come back as soon as she woke up.

Yang Huamei listened to Tan's explanation with a smile, and then watched Tan push the door open and leave.

She was suddenly the only one left in the room. If she didn't make any noise, the room would be so quiet that you could even hear the sound of an embroidery needle falling to the ground.

Yang Huamei was lying down, taking medicine on her stomach, which made her feel warm and comfortable, and she didn't feel much pain.

She had the illusion that she felt like she was a child again.

Even when she was sick, she was cared for by her mother in the same way. When her mother went to pick vegetables in the vegetable garden, she would stay at home and sleep well, and she would come back later to prepare something delicious for her...

He fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she seemed to be in a trance.

In front is a large courtyard, the courtyard wall is built with a half-person-high fence, and the courtyard door is covered with straw.

The houses in the courtyard are four or five spacious and large blue brick houses with tiles. There is a big peach tree planted at the door of the tile house. The peach blossoms have faded and the peach tree is covered with wild peaches.

She walked in and saw a man with his back to her sitting on a small mat under the peach tree, raking the soles of his shoes. There was a pile of thatch on the ground.

"Shuan... Shuanzi?"

Only when Yang Huamei got closer did she realize that the man sitting in front of her, knitting straw sandals, was none other than Wang Shuanzi, whom she had longed for!

Seeing Yang Huamei come in, Wang Shuanzi was obviously very surprised. The straw sandals in his hand fell to the ground. He stood up in surprise and looked behind Yang Huamei. Then he asked her in shock: "Mei'er? Why are you here?"

Yang Huamei looked around with a confused look on her face: "I don't know, Shuanzi, am I dreaming? Aren't you dead? Why are you here?"

Yang Huamei rushed to Wang Shuanzi and reached out to touch his hand. She was so excited that she was a little incoherent.

She thought of the countless fantasies she had had in the past year, if only that incident had been a nightmare.

When I woke up from the dream, my penis was fine, and I was sitting next to her, talking and laughing.

And now, Shuanzi is really back, back!

Compared with Yang Huamei's joy and excitement, Wang Shuanzi did not feel the joy of meeting again after a long absence.

On the contrary, he scolded Yang Huamei with a straight face: "Xiao Hei hasn't gotten married yet, and my father hasn't retired from retirement yet. You can't come here yet."

"Go, go, go faster!"

He grabbed a handful of thatch and pretended to hit Yang Huamei. His ferocious look frightened Yang Huamei and she ran out. When she ran out, she tripped over something at the door and her body fell to the ground.

This fall immediately woke her up.

Seeing the tent ceiling in front of her, Yang Huamei took a few breaths before her mind gradually turned around, and she realized that it was actually a dream!

The curtain was suddenly pulled up, revealing Mrs. Tan's anxious face.

"What's wrong, Meier? Are you having a nightmare?"

Mrs. Tan came over from her old house just after lunch, and she still smelled of wine and food.

As soon as she entered the main room, she heard Yang Huamei's cry from the west room. She was so frightened that she almost rushed to the bed.

When Yang Huamei saw Tan, she suddenly couldn't hold it any longer. She threw herself into Tan's arms and cried, "Mom, I, I dreamed about Shuanzi... He, he beat me and kicked me out. Twenty

We have been married for many years, and he has never blushed with me, oh oh oh..."

Mrs. Tan hugged Yang Huamei, opened her mouth when she heard this and scolded Wang Shuanzi.
Chapter completed!