Changping Village, Lao Wang’s Zaofang.

Tan didn't expect that Yang Ruoqing, who was eavesdropping, could expose the matter so openly and openly. She had such a shameless face that even after seventy years of practice, she couldn't match it!

"You fat bastard, you're talking nonsense. If I saw it, why wouldn't I wipe it? How could I be that bad?"

Tan was short of breath and guilty, and the hardest thing in his body was his mouth.

"Nai, you're not bad, you're mysophobic. That's why you're not willing to wipe the baby when I see it."

When the opponent was Tan, Yang Ruoqing was not reserved at all. She said whatever she wanted, because if you were reserved, you would be counterpressed by Tan.

When Mrs. Tan heard Yang Ruoqing expose her thoughts again, her face turned red with anxiety, and flames spewed out of her hair.

"The more I say it, the more outrageous it becomes. That's the kind of person I am!"

"Mom, you are that kind of person."

The person who spoke was Yang Huamei. Yang Huamei had already wiped her eldest grandson's mouth and face clean. She turned around with a disappointed and unhappy look in her eyes. When she looked at Mrs. Tan, she showed deep helplessness and helplessness.

understand.

Mrs. Tan's heart beat loudly when she saw Yang Huamei's gaze, and she was as panicked as beating a drum, as if this girl would soon leave her and no longer recognize her as her mother.

And the culprit behind all this is none other than Yang Ruoqing.

"Damn you, fat girl, look at the good things you've done, you're so good at stirring up trouble!"

Tan was reluctant to do anything to Yang Huamei, so he pointed the muzzle at Yang Ruoqing again and fired a spray.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, with an innocent look on her face, "If you tell me what you saw, it would be considered gossiping... Okay, I'll do whatever you want, as long as it can divert your embarrassment."

This made Ms. Tan even more angry and aggrieved.

"Don't act like you're innocent, you're just stirring up trouble and making your aunt dislike me!" Tan added in a more serious tone.

Tan did not explain this time because Yang Huamei had spoken again.

"Mom, don't take out your anger on Qing'er. Even if Qing'er doesn't say anything, I understand."

"Meier..."

Yang Huamei raised her hand to stop Ms. Tan from speaking. She continued, "Mom, you are good to me. This is true. I will never be able to repay your love for the rest of my life."

"But you are really not nice to my eldest grandson, your great-grandson."

"Meier, you are talking nonsense!" Mrs. Tan frowned, "You are all my children, how can I not care about you? I'm just not good at expressing myself, I don't like being tired, and I don't like holding babies in my arms.

My baby's cry makes me feel numb."

"Mom, it's not like that." Yang Huamei said again.

"Mom, I've noticed you several times. It's undeniable that you've been helping me take care of my child. Ultimately, it's because you feel sorry for me, not because you have any feelings for the child."

Mrs. Tan opened her mouth and tried to defend herself, but Yang Huamei stopped her again.

"Mom, today Qing'er actually came over and pierced the window paper, so let me spit it out as soon as possible."

"I realize that you, mother, do dislike this baby. I don't dare to ask you to change this baby's diaper, bathe and wipe his back. After all, a slap in the face will separate you. You are also getting older. I shouldn't ask you to do that, but

The child is right next to you with his mouth full of snot and saliva, and the scum has rubbed into his eyes. You keep looking at it, can't you help wipe it away?"

Mrs. Tan avoided looking directly into Yang Huamei's eyes, but she muttered: "I didn't bring any extra handkerchiefs..."

"Mom, why don't you just wipe it with your own handkerchief? In the worst case, I'll wash it for you, I'll change it for you, I'll prepare a hundred handkerchiefs for you, that's all!"

The more Yang Huamei talked, the more annoyed she became. Then she took the child out of the wooden chair, pulled open the child's collar and showed it to Mrs. Tan: "Look, everything has fallen inside, and it's a big red. The clothes under the chin are also red."

It’s all wet, how troublesome it is!”

Originally, you were always sitting next to me, and it was really just a matter of effort!

Mrs. Tan lowered her eyes feeling guilty and stopped mumbling.

Yang Huamei shook her head, turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing with a different expression: "Qing'er, do you have anything else to do when you come here?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "My parents went to look for my milk elsewhere, so they sent me to your place. No, I ran away in anger this morning and didn't even go back to eat breakfast. As for the reason for my anger... you should already know, aunt.

I don’t need to say more.”

Yang Huamei smiled bitterly. Of course she knew the reason. The old lady ran over in anger in the morning just to complain.

Yang Huamei sighed and said to Yang Ruoqing: "My dear, she is disgusted with asking her to help with snacks. She doesn't need to worry about anything. She takes care of her. I really can't say anything about her."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Let's just talk about it. My aunt must also know what kind of character my mother is. Others have been wives for ten years and become mothers. My mother has endured the hardships of being a daughter-in-law. It's her turn to be a mother-in-law."

She is a mother-in-law, and she can't bear to have a daughter-in-law. She treats her as a daughter, so setting rules is superfluous in our third bedroom."

Although Yang Ruoqing said these words to Yang Huamei, every word was a warning to Tan who was standing aside.

Sure enough, Mrs. Tan was so angry that she shook her head, like a miniature version of the Golden Retriever Lion King using her lion's roar.

"Mistress, if you are angry, I have to make it clear to you. Once the emperor and the courtiers, you are your rules. Our third room is the third room's rules. We understand your kindness, but there is really no need for rules."

Yang Ruoqing came to Tan again, faced the old lady directly, and repeated her words one by one.

Mrs. Tan raised her head, her face full of embarrassment, "I know, I know, I'm treating you like a donkey with good intentions. I won't care about anything from now on. If I can't control my mouth anymore, I'll slap me with the sole of my shoe."

Mouth!"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth, who are these harsh words for? Who else can they scare?

Just smoke if you want. If you smoke it badly, it's your own mouth, not someone else's.

"Now that we've said it, it's okay." Seeing this, Yang Huamei hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

"Well, Qing'er, you said earlier that you would come here to pick up your milk and have dinner, right?"

"Well, yes, everyone is here. Let's wait for my grandma to come over and start dinner."

"I won't go, I won't eat!"

Tan waved his hand and rejected Yang Ruoqing's kindness without hesitation.

When Yang Huamei saw this, her face was full of embarrassment, and she was about to rush ahead of Yang Ruoqing to persuade Tan. However, Yang Ruoqing just smiled, not at all anxious or angry, "Miscellaneous, aren't you hungry?"

Mrs. Tan said: "I'm so hungry, I'm so angry. Even if I'm hungry, I won't eat from your third room!"

As Tan said, he sat back on the stove, raised one knee, hugged the knee tightly with both arms, and acted like an old lady who would not go even if she was carrying the sedan chair. She was tied up with five flowers.
Chapter completed!