Tan's posture put Yang Huamei in a dilemma, and she was so anxious that she broke into a cold sweat in the cold weather.

I have been strong all my life. Anyone who sees her has to go around. She is the most difficult to deal with.

Qing'er, on the other hand, happens to be the kind of person who refuses to give in. If the two of them started to fight, it would be really difficult for her to hold a child and mediate between them.

"Milk, I respect you. Since you can't eat it, I won't force you!"

Just when Yang Huamei thought that Yang Ruoqing was going to quarrel with Tan, and even forced Tan to have breakfast in the third room, Yang Ruoqing dropped these light words and turned around and walked out of the kitchen door.

Mrs. Tan who was sitting in the kitchen was dumbfounded, and Yang Huamei didn't react.

Qing'er... really left like this?

Mrs. Tan sneered, "Meier, did you see it? Fatty is the most fake, she doesn't really want to pick me up for breakfast at all!"

Yang Huamei could only smile bitterly. She can't blame her for not being sincere enough. She can only blame me for taking Qiao too far.

If it were the third brother and the third sister-in-law who were doing this now, they would have to be by your side, coaxing and persuading you to come over for dinner.

But this is Qing'er. Don't you know Qing'er's character? It's like a stone hitting an iron hammer!

At the moment, she didn't have time to think about so much. Yang Huamei rushed out of the kitchen with her child in her arms, and caught up with Yang Ruoqing at the door of the yard.

"Qing'er, don't leave in a hurry. I'll just say a few words..."

"Girl, I know what you want to say. Let me ask you, look at the state of my mother. Even if she does go to my parents' place, will she be honest when we eat later?"

Yang Huamei was immediately asked.

She turned around and glanced at the kitchen behind her. Based on her understanding of the old lady, she held back her anger and went to the third room for dinner. There would definitely be some nitpicking at the dinner table later. This and that would offend the whole family.

No one wants to have a meal in peace.

Yang Ruoqing gently pinched the little baby's fleshy cheek, teased it a few times, and then said to Yang Huamei in a calm tone: "Aunt, it's not a big deal, don't worry, I'll give you milk for breakfast."

You can eat it now, it doesn’t matter if you don’t go there.”

"But Qing'er, as per the old rules, you still have to have milk this morning."

"Gu, rules are dead, but people are alive. My Chen'er and Zhi'er haven't come back to reunite on New Year's Eve for many years. Aren't we all doing well? We can't be bound by rules as human beings."

When it comes to debate, Yang Huamei will never be Yang Ruoqing's opponent.

"Okay, then let me drink your milk, and I will try to persuade her."

"Girl, don't try to persuade me. I know my grandma's character. People are crazy. The more you try to persuade her, the more she wants to go to heaven. Just let her cool off on her own, and her anger will naturally disappear as she cools off."

Yang Huamei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The tone of her words didn't sound like a junior talking about an elder, but like an elder talking about an ignorant junior...

"Auntie, don't worry about this. Take good care of your children." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Yang Huamei nodded, followed Yang Ruoqing with the child in her arms. Yang Ruoqing took two steps, suddenly stopped, turned to look at the baby in Yang Huamei's arms, and said: "Auntie, what's wrong with the baby's hands? Why did he take off so much?

Skin?"

"I don't know what's going on. It's been three or five days. Do you think it was dried by the fire?" Yang Huamei opened one of her eldest grandson's little hands, and there was a large area of ​​dead skin on the palm of the exposed palm, and the bottom of the dead skin was red.

skin.

From the back of the hand, the white and chubby little hand is really pleasant, but the palm seems to have torn off a layer of skin, which is scary and distressing to look at.

"Being exposed to the fire will cause dryness and irritation. Auntie, you should give your child more water and eat vegetables and fruits." Yang Ruoqing said.

Gu Yanghuamei said: "I ate it a while ago. It was cold, so I didn't dare to give my children fruit for fear of spoiling their stomachs."

"Some fruits can be steamed in a pot, so that they won't upset your stomach."

"What a great idea, why didn't I think of it? I'll bake an orange for the baby to eat at noon later."

The two exchanged a few words about their parenting experiences, and Yang Ruoqing promised to send a bottle of oyster oil to Yang Huamei later, and then they really left.

Luo Fengtang stood under the tree in front of Lao Wang's house, waiting for Yang Ruoqing. When he saw her coming out alone, he squinted his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"What? Didn't you pick it up?" He asked in a deep voice as he walked beside her.

He was sure that the old lady was at Lao Wang's house because he had heard the old lady's exaggerated screams coming from the kitchen.

"If I lower my profile and beg for things, I should be able to take over." Yang Ruoqing said.

Then he looked at him with a smile and said, "It's a pity that I'm too lazy to lick the dog's shit."

Luo Fengtang also smiled, "It's just a meal, it doesn't matter."

The two met Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi on the way, and Yang Ruoqing truthfully told Tan Shi's current state.

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she immediately panicked, "I'll go to Lao Wang's house to apologize to my mother..."

Yang Huazhong grabbed Sun directly and said, "What compensation should I pay for? You are not wrong. What's wrong with you?"

There are some things that Yang Huazhong has always kept in his heart and has never said a word to anyone.

In fact, the mother-in-law setting rules for her daughter-in-law is the most annoying, headache and annoying thing for him!

Today, when my mother was coughing at Mrs. Sun and asking her to set the rules in front of Lian'er, Yang Huazhong thought of the day after Mrs. Sun married into Lao Yang's family, and when she was serving tea to her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun estimated that she would be enough

It took me almost as long as a stick of incense to lift the tea bowl, and then I finally reluctantly took the tea bowl.

After taking the tea bowl into his hand, he still didn't rush to drink it. He was still nagging about this and that. When he finished serving tea to his wife, he didn't see any red envelopes.

Asked Mrs. Sun to stand up, Ms. Sun couldn't stand up herself because her legs were kneeling to the point of losing consciousness and her hands were so sore that they were numb.

Next, I have to send Mrs. Sun to cook the family’s breakfast, and after that, I’ll send her to wash the family’s clothes...

Yang Huazhong was young and energetic at the time, and he couldn't stand it, so he ran to the east room to discuss with his parents whether they could give Sun a break for a day.

My father kept a dark face and said nothing the whole time, while my mother poked him in the forehead and scolded him, saying that he had forgotten his mother after marrying a daughter-in-law, that he had not seen a woman in his life, and he was still like this, which made him feel sorry for him.

Sooner or later, women will lead you by the nose and other harsh words...

A man is poor but has short ambitions. He wanted to protect his wife back then, but was unable to protect her, causing her to suffer a lot of grievances.

Today, they themselves have become grandparents, how can they still let their old wife be humbled by her?

Yang Huazhong would never be able to do something like bullying my mother. He is not that kind of unfilial son.

But it is his duty as a man to ensure that Mr. Sun is not bullied by his mother.
Chapter completed!