In comparison, the fourth brother is much more cunning.

The fourth brother started from her and used some gadgets to coax her into ecstasy. The fourth brother deceived the jujubes and she even helped hide it from my mother.

Scenes from my childhood flashed before my eyes, and the jujube tree in front of me had long since withered and died after years of wind and rain erosion.

The bark on the tree has long since fallen off, leaving an empty bird's nest above the bare branches.

There was a long bamboo pole hung on one of the tree branches, and the other end of the long bamboo pole extended to the courtyard wall over there. There were two quilts hung on the bamboo pole.

Mrs. Tan was standing at this end of the quilt, holding a feather duster in her hand, and was vigorously beating the dust and cotton wadding on the quilt.

The beaten bits of cotton wool danced lightly in the midday sun, and some were still stuck in Tan's gray hair and on the shoulders of her blue double-breasted winter coat...

Yang Huamei watched with rapt attention, as if she hadn't grown up yet. When she came back from playing outside, her mother was drying the quilt, and then she told her with a smile to wash the hands, and put dates in the pot to simmer rice for her...

Until Tan raised his head and found Yang Huamei, who was stunned in place.

"Why are you here?" Mrs. Tan was quite surprised to see Yang Huamei standing under the old jujube tree.

At this point in time, shouldn't the daughter be guarding her precious grandson? Why would she have time to run to her?

"If you don't guard your precious grandson, why would you run to me, a troubled old woman? Are you afraid that you ran to the wrong place?"

Although she was secretly happy when she saw the old lady coming over, the words the old lady blurted out were always contrary to what she was thinking.

People who are not familiar with Tan's speaking style will be pissed off if they interact with the old lady.

But for people like Yang Huamei who know the tricks of the old lady, there is no need to make a fuss.

"Mom is really good at joking. This is where I grew up. I can come back if I close my eyes. How could I end up in the wrong place?"

Yang Huamei said calmly, a faint light flashed in her eyes.

How wonderful it would be if people never grow up, and parents never grow old. Everything is fixed at that time point, which is just right...

"Mom, have you had lunch? I brought you some food."

Yang Huamei took out the food box she had hidden behind her back and looked at Mrs. Tan with a smile.

"What's in the food box?" Ms. Tan asked angrily, but most of the anger in her heart had subsided.

Yang Huamei smiled, "Meatball soup, meatballs specially made for mother."

Mrs. Tan curled her lips, unable to hide her pride, and glanced around with the corner of her eyes, especially the door and window of Mr. Liu's house in the west room.

Then the old lady put the feather duster aside, kicked up her little feet and rushed to Yang Huamei, grabbed her wrist: "Come into the room and speak softly, so that your fourth sister-in-law doesn't hear it!"

Yang Huamei was immediately dragged into the east room by Mrs. Tan, who also lowered all the doors and windows.

In the west room opposite, Mrs. Liu's head was exposed from under the window, her eyes looking like a thief's at the east room opposite.

She was really suffocated for most of the day!

In the morning, Lao Yang came over, and the old couple were chattering in the east room opposite without knowing what to say. She pretended to go to the yard to get things several times and wanted to move to the window to eavesdrop.

As he got closer, Tan's bowl of tea was thrown back at him.

In the meantime, Mrs. Sun and He Lian'er came over to deliver snacks. She pulled Ms. Sun to find out what the old couple were talking about. Although Mrs. Sun entered the east room, she was still confused about it. She was definitely not the material to be a gossip worker.

At noon, Yang Huamei came over again and brought food.

What are these people doing?

As a result, Mr. Liu was absent-minded even during lunch.

And that's not even the most painful thing.

What is the most painful thing?

It was clear that she had learned from Yang Huaming about the haunting of Lao Wang's house last night, but Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhong, and Sun took turns telling her not to go outside and not even mention a single word.

As a result, she couldn't leave the courtyard all morning. She was afraid that if she went out of the courtyard and saw people other than Lao Yang's family, she would be unable to control her mouth and tell the story...

This won't work!

Mrs. Liu planned to rush to the east room and bravely join their chat group.

She couldn't go outside to talk to others, so she had to chat at home, right? She had to go directly to Mei'er, the real owner, to have a chat to make up for the loss of being stuck in the yard all day!

Thinking of this, Ms. Liu straightened her back and prepared to open the door and go out.

As soon as her hand reached the doorknob, she retracted it.

People say that drinking makes people brave, so she also needs something to boost her courage.

What is it?

She doesn't drink wine, it's like cat urine spiked with chili pepper water.

In the big bowl on the table were several flower rolls and steamed buns that He Lian'er had sent before. The shrimp dumplings had already entered Liu's belly.

At this moment, she walked back and grabbed a flowered steamed bun and took a big bite. Her cheeks were bulging. She held most of the steamed bun in her hand. Her courage suddenly surged up. From her toes to her hair, she pulled

Open the door and walk to the east room...

As soon as Mrs. Liu walked to the door of the east room, she heard Mrs. Tan slamming the tea bowl on the table, "Get out!"

Not only did Mrs. Liu not roll away, but she sped up and rushed into the east room.

At the same time, he was still shouting loudly: "Oh my god, mother, why are you so angry? It's rare for Meier to take the time to come over. How can you tell me to go away? Meier, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the fourth sister-in-law is here to protect you.

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Mrs. Liu jumped into the room like a dancing master, came to Yang Huamei's side, pulled Yang Huamei behind her, and stretched out her arms to protect her like an old hen.

Yang Huamei looked confused and secretly said to Fourth Sister-in-law, you are the one my mother wants to yell at, right?

When Mrs. Tan saw Mrs. Liu's appearance, her face turned green.

"Fourth family member, stop pretending to be crazy and acting like a fool."

"Hey, mom, what did you say? I'm serious. It's a rare occasion for Mei'er to come over, so don't be so cruel to her!"

Ms. Liu chewed the flowered bun in her mouth vigorously and swallowed it, and then she became more articulate.

Mrs. Tan rolled her eyes, "Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you, a fool who pretends to be crazy. You're so thick-skinned that I can't even get rid of you!"

Now that Ms. Tan had seen through it all, Ms. Liu no longer tried to argue, she grinned.

Even in order to please Mrs. Tan, Mrs. Liu turned around and handed the remaining half of the flowered buns to Yang Huamei: "Mei'er, come on, let's take two bites?"

Yang Huamei glanced at the steamed buns stained with saliva and shook her head decisively.

"It's not all right. Fourth sister-in-law, you can eat it by yourself."

"Hey, my sister-in-law, why are you so polite? If you want to eat it, I'll break a piece for you. I bit it from here. I didn't touch this side, it's clean!"

Mrs. Liu used her long, black nails that had not been cut for a long time to pinch off a piece of steamed bun and handed it over: "Eat it, eat it, it's not dirty."

Yang Huamei glanced at Mrs. Liu's black nails and almost vomited.
Chapter completed!