At the mention of red plums, Yang Huamei's smile dimmed a bit.

"My daughter-in-law was not born by me, and she was not raised by me. She came to take care of me when I was sick. That is because she is virtuous and filial. If she doesn't come, I don't blame her."

"Mei'er, what you said is wrong. It is only natural for a daughter-in-law to take care of her mother-in-law. Take the bad relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law like me and your mother as an example. When your mother is sick, I have to take care of her!" Liu

Shi said.

Yang Huamei smiled bitterly. She thought she was not as courageous as her mother when it came to being a mother-in-law.

"Besides, when Hongmei gave birth to her baby, you, the mother-in-law, took care of her during the confinement period." Ms. Liu continued.

"People change hearts. My mother-in-law took care of my daughter-in-law during the confinement period and helped to raise her grandson. Now that my mother-in-law is sick, it is the right thing for a daughter-in-law to take care of her mother-in-law!"

Liu's words were like an invisible claw, tearing open the wound in Yang Huamei's heart.

It's prickly, and vanity keeps coming out.

Yang Huamei moved her body and crossed her arms to her chest.

This action fell into Yang Ruoqing's eyes, and she knew that her aunt would start to verbally fight back next.

Because this posture is a defensive body language, Liu's words caused physical and psychological discomfort to her aunt.

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of the tea in the bowl and watched the exchanges between women.

Yang Huamei said: "There are no outsiders here, and I don't hide it from my fourth sister-in-law and Qing'er. In fact, when Dabai came back to tell me today, originally Hongmei was anxious to come back when she heard that I was sick."

"But the child caught a cold in his stomach last night. Dabai was worried that the child's illness would be aggravated by drinking the cold wind from traveling on the road, so he didn't let the mother and child come back."

"Fourth sister-in-law, the bowl of wolfberry and red bean porridge you ate earlier was made from red plums."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she patted her leg and said, "Ah, so that's what happened. Then Hongmei is still very filial!"

Yang Huamei regained a little bit of face, but she knew that her words could not completely convince everyone.

But this porridge is indeed made from red plums, because that’s what Dabai said.

"Filial piety? I can't see it. There are a lot of quarrels between our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." Yang Huamei took it upon herself to undermine herself.

"No matter whether you are rushing back to take care of me or making porridge for me, it's all because of Dabai!"

"If it weren't for Dabai's strong pressure, she wouldn't have such good intentions, huh!" Yang Huamei turned her face away, with an angry look on her face.

Yang Ruoqing continued to drink tea, using the tea bowl to cover the smile at the corner of her mouth.

What my aunt said is that she is a writer, majoring in Versailles.

When Mrs. Liu heard this, her smile became strange.

"Mei'er, if you say so, you can just enjoy it secretly. After all, Dabai has courage and his son can overpower his wife. Only you, the mother-in-law, have dignity!"

Yang Huamei raised her hand and touched the hair on her temples, with a pensive look on her face.

The women chatting together have the strangest mentality, which is both positive and negative.

If Yang Huamei cried and complained that her son and daughter-in-law were unfilial, the audience would help to comfort her, and even help her find some good qualities in her unfilial son and daughter-in-law to comfort her.

But when Yang Huamei talks about her son's filial piety and courage, the audience will start to find fault and suppress Yang Huamei's remarks.

No, Mrs. Liu started to say again: "But having said that, no matter how filial a son is, he still has to have a good wife. After all, there are differences between men and women. It is more convenient for a wife to take care of some things."

Yang Huamei could see Liu's intention, and twitched her lips and said: "A melon that is too strong is not sweet. What I want to recuperate is a good mood. If Hongmei is wandering around with a sad face in front of me, I would rather not see it."

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Yang Ruoqing also said: "That's true. Besides, my aunt's condition is not at the point where she needs to be urinated."

Yang Ruoqing ended her observation and followed Yang Huamei's words.

Yang Huamei nodded: "Yes, when it comes to that point, even if she is not happy, she has to come back and carry the shit basin for me!"

These words were so domineering that Mrs. Liu secretly curled her lips.

Since he couldn't find anything to attack Dabai, Liu quickly thought of another person.

"Meier, Xiao Hei hasn't come back yet?"

As soon as Xiao Hei was mentioned, Yang Huamei's excitement was shattered.

"There's no need for him to come back. Coming back will only cause chaos." She said vaguely.

Mrs. Liu leaned forward, with a look on her face as if she was trying to help you. "You can't say that. Even if you can't help, it's a filial piety as a son to come back and take a look at my mother!"

Yang Huamei remained silent.

Seeing that Mrs. Liu seemed to be going to continue to attack Yang Huamei, especially when Yang Huamei was obviously at a disadvantage, Yang Ruoqing stopped her: "Fourth Aunt, you worry too much. Take a sip of tea to moisten your throat and let my aunt rest."

have a rest!"

Yang Huamei glanced at Yang Ruoqing gratefully and thanked her for coming to the rescue. She was tired of talking to people like Liu, and she kept saying the same thing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's intervention, Mrs. Liu calmed down her momentum slightly. Just as she took a sip of tea, footsteps were heard in the yard outside the house.

The footsteps were a little messy, and then I heard the voices of Dabai and Yang Huaming talking loudly. From the sound, Yang Huaming seemed to be cursing.

Yang Huamei immediately sat up straight, stretched her neck and looked outside.

Ms. Liu jumped up from her stool and rushed to the window excitedly. She opened the window and stuck her head out and shouted: "Fourth brother, if we are here again, if you have anything to do, come inside and tell us!"

After a while, Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi entered the west room. They took off their raincoats and threw them aside. They were wet from head to toe, and the shoes on their feet were also covered in mud.

"Oh, my dear mother, don't run into the west room with such dirty shoes, they are so dirty!"

Ms. Tan was squatting in the backyard. When she heard the movement in the front yard, she quickly picked up her pants and came over.

Seeing Yang Huaming's uncle and nephew's feet, they were disgusted.

"Mom, don't worry about that right now. Fourth brother, come over and talk quickly. Where is Xiao Hei?"

Yang Huamei lifted off the quilt and struggled to get out of bed. Looking at her posture, if Mrs. Tan stopped Yang Huaming and others from entering the house, she would rush to the main room.

When Tan saw this, he could only compromise.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi entered the west room. When Yang Huaming met, he picked up someone's cold tea on the table and drank it. Then he wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and said to Yang Huamei:

"Mei'er, don't blame Fourth Brother for speaking harshly. There's probably something wrong with your Xiaohei!"

He was referring to his own brain.

Yang Huamei's expression suddenly changed.

"Fourth brother, we have something to talk about. Don't come up and scold my child. Did he provoke you?"

Dabai, who followed him into the house, also had a look of astonishment on his face, and helped to say good things, "Fourth uncle..."
Chapter completed!