Yang Huamei was so stunned by Yang Ruoqing that she couldn't even lift her head.

Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood today because she was celebrating her birthday, so she just let it go if the fight was over.

"Oh, by the way, auntie, I heard my father come back and say that your whole family wants to come over tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings. Is this possible?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei raised her head, her face full of confusion: "That's what I thought, but now something about Xiao Hei has come up..."

"Then don't think about it. My parents are also busy here. If you insist on coming, it's hard for them to refuse. But if you do come, it will cause trouble for everyone. What's more, Xiao Hei caused such a thing,

I advise you to stay at home and stop running around."

Well, this faceless rejection once again made Yang Huamei hang his head.

Tears fell down slowly.

Because she deeply felt the feeling of being looked down upon.

So humble...

"Girl Qing, your parents didn't express their opinions, but you just jumped out and said, "Look, you made your aunt cry."

Lao Yangtou stood up to smooth things over and scolded Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "You don't know what my parents are like? Even if they have brought farm tools and water bottles to the house to work in the fields, when someone comes to visit the house, they have to put down their things and work.

When you open the door again to greet someone, even if you feel anxious in your heart, you will never show it on your face, let alone drive them away, for fear of offending the other person, so for some things, you have to see whether the other person is self-aware."

At this point, Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly to Yang Huamei again: "Auntie, are you right what I said?"

Yang Huamei did not respond to this sentence, but stood up with tears in her eyes and said to Lao Yangtou: "Dad, I'm going back first, and I'll see you another day."

Lao Yang raised his head: "Ah? Are you leaving now? Why don't you sit there for a while?"

Yang Huamei shook her head, turned around and quickly walked out of the house.

Mrs. Sun followed behind: "I'll see you off."

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, thinking that Sun was going to explain Yang Ruoqing's rejection earlier, or to extend an invitation to Lao Wang's family for their second New Year's greeting.

The result is this, this is not what Yang Huamei wants to hear!

"I don't want you to send me away, just go back!" Yang Huamei turned her face and her eyes fell on Mrs. Sun, not her face. After saying these words, she shook her head and ran out of the main room.

"Mei'er, I haven't finished speaking yet..." Sun wanted to chase her out of habit, but Yang Ruoqing came directly to stop her.

"Mom, what are you chasing and coaxing? There's no need."

Compared with Yang Ruoqing's indifferent expression, Sun was worried.

"Hey, if I don't explain it clearly, I'm afraid your aunt will misunderstand it. It's not that your father and I don't want them to come to our house as guests, but if this matter comes out today, it will be inconvenient to come over as guests tomorrow, but after a while

It’s still okay for a while…”

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and said, "Mom, in the adult world, if you don't agree immediately, it means rejection!"

"What my aunt wants is tomorrow, not the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and not the future!"

"If you want to satisfy her, it must be tomorrow, otherwise, there will be no need to explain anything!"

Well, after what Yang Ruoqing said, Sun completely gave up the idea of ​​going out to chase and explain.

Although Sun gave up chasing Yang Huamei, she turned around and faced Lao Yangtou in the hall. Sun was still embarrassed and even a little uneasy.

Because Old Yangtou is Yang Huamei’s biological father...

As a result, Lao Yangtou didn't say anything. He just sighed deeply and pushed the wheelchair out of the hall.

Mrs. Sun was left stunned in place, still unable to react.

"Why don't your father say a few words to me?" Mrs. Sun murmured softly.

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Mom, do you still want me to scold you? But you didn't do anything wrong!"

"But I didn't agree to let Mei'er and the others come over as guests tomorrow," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This is the third room, you are the hostess, you have the right to refuse, not to mention that we have already hosted a reception with great fanfare on the first day of the first lunar month."

"Ah? That's it!" Sun was confused again.

Yang Ruoqing patted Sun on the shoulder again and said: "As for my father, he is not confused. The situation in Lao Wang's family is really worrying. Not to mention that mother and father don't want to say hello, I'm afraid even my father himself is not happy.

At this juncture, let’s gather together with Lao Wang’s family and talk and laugh!”

What Yang Ruoqing said is really right.

That's what Lao Yangtou was really thinking at this moment.

It's not that this old man is hard-hearted and doesn't want to see his daughter and grandchildren, but that his daughter and grandchildren are really different from ordinary people.

When the old man thought about sleeping with Xiao Hei last night, and the grandfather and grandson were at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed, the old man was worried that his grandson wouldn't be warm enough to sleep at night, so he almost held his grandson's feet in his arms to warm his feet.

As a result, my grandson's feet were warmed by the covering, but what he did made Grandpa Gong's heart freeze.

If this is human nature, then Lao Yangtou admits that he is really afraid of the people of Lao Wang's family and just wants to stay away!

The fact that Xiao Hei was imprisoned in the ancestral hall swept the entire Changping Village within a short time.

As a result, the ancestral hall became the busiest place in the entire Changping Village.

Because the small doors on both sides of the ancestral hall were locked during the Chinese New Year, only the front door remained, with a wooden fence outside.

The gate was open, but the wooden fence was locked, so Xiao Hei's current state was like a cat or dog in a cage.

A group of half-grown children were holding on to the wooden fence, laughing, throwing small stones and spitting at the wooden fence.

Many old men and women stood outside the fence and looked around. They were all talking about how this black boy from the Old Wang family was still locked up in the ancestral hall.

And he was imprisoned by his own uncle. What on earth did this black boy do that made his uncle so angry?

So, when Yang Huazhong and Dabai settled down with Xiao Hei and came out of the ancestral hall, a bunch of people gathered around and asked them about it.

As a result, both of them were rejected with stern faces.

Dabai was worried that Xiao Hei would be irritated if the door was left open, being watched like an animal, so he suggested closing the wooden door.

As a result, as soon as he pressed the door with his hand, Xiao Hei, who was curled up on a pile of hay and covered with a quilt, ready to sleep, started yelling loudly.

"Don't close it, don't close it, leave the door open for me, close it and it will be deserted!"

Dabai and Yang Huazhong looked at each other and realized that they even liked the excitement. This restraint... I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Just leave the doors open and close them all. It will be too dark inside. I'm afraid when the time comes!" Yang Huazhong said.
Chapter completed!