Then I pulled off the clothes on my face and took a look, and I almost fainted.

Damn it, these are a pair of big pants belonging to Mrs. Huasheng, the kind that fit close to the body, and at first glance, they are the kind of special-purpose pants that women use to carry bags of grass and wood when they are menstruating!

In a word, dirty and unlucky, Yang Huamei felt like she was going to be unlucky for a whole year when such pants were thrown in her face!

"Okay, you dare to hit me? I'll fight you!"

Yang Huamei inherited Tan's bravery and fierceness in her bones. She immediately threw back the dirty underwear in her hand, picked up the mallet at her feet and rushed towards Mrs. Huasheng...

After Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing had reached an agreement, they heard a sudden commotion outside, mixed with a woman's hysterical crying.

"Like... Mrs. Huasheng?"

Yang Ruoqing recognized that person's voice immediately, because Madam Huasheng cried at the entrance of the village every day a while ago, and the voice was too familiar.

"Never mind, I was tired of hearing him cry and cry every three days a while ago," Yang Ruoqing said.

Just as Yang Huazhong nodded, he heard another woman's frightened shout from outside: "It's terrible, Mrs. Huasheng threw herself into the water!"

"This is not easy!" Yang Huazhong gritted his teeth and cursed, turned around and ran quickly towards the pond.

"Let's take a look!"

When Blacksmith Luo heard the noise, he also waved his hand and stood up and came over.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You go first, I will go back to the backyard to talk to Tang Yazi."

…

"Ms. Huasheng is diving, why don't you go and see the excitement?" Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Even if she dies, I don't want to see her in front of me. She does this and that every day, and I can't stay with you for a moment."

He will leave after the New Year, and the time they spend together has entered a countdown.

Luo Fengtang's eyes were full of warmth and he no longer advised her to go watch the fun.

As she said, he also cherished every moment with her. As for the outside matters, his uncle and father-in-law naturally had to deal with them. What's more, Mrs. Huasheng was purely an outsider to the couple.

thing.

But Blacksmith Luo came over after a while. He came to see Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, if you can spare some time here, go and take a look at your parents' house. Your aunt fell into the water and was just picked up and she is warming up with your parents' house!"

"What? My girl fell into the water? Didn't people outside call her Huasheng's wife before?"

Blacksmith Luo smiled bitterly: "The two of them had a fight and fell together."

Yang Ruoqing: "..."

…

My parents’ house next door.

Yang Huamei was wearing Sun's clothes. She was curled up in the fire barrel and wrapped in a quilt.

Even so, her face was still livid from the cold, the corners of her lips were white, and her teeth were chattering constantly, making clicking sounds.

The Sun family, the Liu family, Xiaohua, Bao Suyun, and the eldest Sun family all gathered around Yang Huamei.

Mrs. Sun was holding a large dry handkerchief in her hand and was wringing the water out of Yang Huamei's hair.

Bao Suyun was there to help her.

Xiaohua made a bowl of hot brown sugar ginger water and brought it to Yang Huamei. She said cautiously: "Auntie, drink the brown sugar ginger water to replenish your qi and blood!"

Gu Yanghuamei trembled and wanted to reach out her hand to take the tea bowl, but her hand didn't obey her at all. It kept trembling and she couldn't hold it steady at all.

Seeing this, Xiaohua had no choice but to hold it again, and then took a spoon and fed it to Yang Huamei one by one.

When Yang Ruoqing came in, Ms. Liu must have drank some brown sugar and ginger water into her stomach under Xiaohua's service. In addition, the fire barrel under her body continued to bake, and the heat from inside and outside rushed over at the same time, freezing her numb body.

Surrounded and awakened bit by bit, the hot brown sugar and ginger water entered her belly, and the coldness hidden in the bones was dissipated bit by bit... Yang Huamei finally came to life.

After Yang Ruoqing entered the door, her attention was always focused on Yang Huamei, so much so that she ignored the gossip spirit Liu who was supposed to be here, but she was not here at the moment!

"Aunt."

Yang Ruoqing called Yang Huamei and rushed to the fire barrel in three steps.

She looked at Yang Huamei's face and asked anxiously and worriedly: "How are you doing now? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Yang Huamei had calmed down a bit. She shook her head and said, "Okay, much better. No, no, no need to call the doctor!"

Yang Ruoqing frowned and raised her hand to touch Yang Huamei's forehead.

It's cool and not warm at all.

She looked at what Xiaohua was holding again, brown sugar and ginger water, okay.

But later I have to ask my aunt to drink more isatis root or something like that to prevent the cold.

"Auntie, what happened? Why did you fall into the water?" Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Huamei again.

As for the reason, Blacksmith Luo had mentioned it before, but Yang Ruoqing pretended not to know now and wanted to hear what the person involved had to say.

When Yang Huamei mentioned the incident of falling into the water, her stiff face showed a rich expression of anger and embarrassment.

"I had a fight with Mrs. Huasheng. That shrew deliberately provoked me and said some unpleasant words!" she said.

"No matter how hard you say, you can't fight with others. The water is so deep and freezing cold, and I almost lost my life in it!"

It was Old Yangtou who scolded Yang Huamei.

On the ground beside Lao Yang's head and feet, there were a pile of wet clothes scattered, and it looked like they had been changed by Yang Huamei.

The old man looked down and saw the pile of clothes, and his face became even darker.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that while the old man blames her, he feels sorry for Yang Huamei in his heart.

Yang Huamei frowned and said, "She was the one who did it first. She threw her dirty pants on my head, slandered Dabai, cursed that Mrs. Huang's house deserved to be stolen, questioned the third brother's righteousness and inaction, and said Qing Qing

They colluded with the government to beat Yang Huasheng and Qu... I am so angry!"

Every time Yang Huamei said a reason for fighting, the expressions of everyone in the hall became darker.

Sun's hands were shaking with anger, and she said, "Why is this person like this? Yang Huasheng obviously has evil intentions. This happened not once or twice, but why is it our fault?"

Da Sun also said: "This is because I am not present. If I were to be present, I would not be able to listen. I would have to fight with her."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Da Sun.

I thought that my eldest aunt was so weak that Mrs. Huasheng would not dare to fight her.

"Auntie, don't be angry. Treat Mrs. Huasheng like a mad dog barking. Let's warm ourselves up by the fire first. We'll talk about other things later."

Yang Ruoqing took the big handkerchief from Sun's hand and took the initiative to help Yang Huamei wipe her hair.

At the same time, he comforted Yang Huamei: "Uncle Hua Sheng is in prison, and she feels unfair, so she can only make noise like this."
Chapter completed!