"What's going on? Brother, are you challenging the generations of our old Yang family, the old, middle-aged and young people? Come on, come on, let's have a showdown!"

Yang Ruoqing saw that Yang Yongqing dared to pick up the crutch thrown by Old Yang, and held it in front of her as if to attack.

Yang Ruoqing immediately rolled up her sleeves and sent a challenge signal to Yang Yongqing.

Yang Yongqing frowned and said: "I really don't want to live with Mrs. Mo. Don't force me. It's not that you are married to her, it's not that you live with her under the same roof. You don't know.

Today, even if the king of heaven comes here, he will not make me surrender. Unless I die, otherwise, I will not live with that woman under the same roof. It is too dirty and smelly. I have been living under the same roof for the past few days. I have nightmares every day, and I’m vomiting in my dreams!”

Yang Ruoqing had just rolled up her sleeves. When she heard this, she raised her hand and slapped the stool next to her.

Such a strong stool suddenly broke into two pieces.

This move immediately cut Yang Yongqing's momentum in half.

He stared at the stool that was patted in half, and thought about what it would be like if that hand patted his body.

Then, he honestly put Lao Yangtou's crutch aside, pretended to raise his hand and stroked the non-existent dust on it, and said: "Master, this crutch is so good, it would be a pity to throw it away. , I picked it up for you and put it here!"

Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and others were stunned.

To be honest, when I saw Yang Yongqing's behavior before, he dared to slap the table and yell at anyone he caught. Tonight, he completely released himself.

So they were really worried about whether he would actually fight Yang Ruoqing if he got the crutches.

Although they all know that Yang Ruoqing is skilled in kung fu (taught by Tang Yazi).

Yes, they always thought that Tang Yazi taught Fat Ya her boxing and kicking skills, but that was not the case.

But it was impossible for Yang Ruoqing to let them know the real inside story, so she made mistakes.

No, he still wanted to make some gestures, so Yang Yongqing gave up.

Yang Ruoqing also retracted her hand and pinched her knuckles, which made a crisp crackling sound.

This frightened Yang Yongqing even more.

"Little cousin, you don't need to talk so much nonsense about how Mr. Mo is so sloppy and how you are so wronged!"

"You just need to think about who brought Mo Shi home from outside, who slept with Mo Shi and allowed her to have a baby!"

"It's you, it's all you!"

"You have created this cause, now you have to bear the consequences."

"It's useless for you to blame anyone, because you started everything, and you have to be responsible for ending it!"

"Mr. Mo, you will never be allowed to be sent back to Shanyuan. The little girl must have a mother."

"Qing'er, what you said is reasonable. It was indeed me who caused this matter, but I know I was wrong. Even if she is sent back to Shanyuan, I will take care of her. I will pay for her living expenses in the future. Come out, don’t come out from the Garden of Goodness, is that okay? Ah? Is that okay?”

Yang Ruoqing gave him a blank look: "Mo's family must stay, you can move out of Lao Yang's house."

"This matter is settled like this. If you don't accept it, you can go to Baie Town to join your cousin. But from now on, the Yang family has nothing to do with you. It's your choice!"

Yang Ruoqing pulled up a stool and sat down, then grabbed a washed peach on the table and took a bite.

Mrs. Liu brought the peaches this morning. They are sour, sweet and delicious.

It's just that there's a lot of hair. Even if I wash and wipe it, I still feel a ring of fluffy stuff on my chin after eating, which is particularly uncomfortable.

So Yang Ruoqing ate carefully.

Because of this, her careful slow movements became deeply meaningful in the eyes of those around her.

Yang Yongqing, in particular, stood stiffly aside, glaring at Yang Ruoqing with hatred, anger, but helplessness.

After Yang Ruoqing took a few bites of the peach, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Yang Yongqing.

Yang Yongqing clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stood stiffly, still looking at her.

Seeing her looking over, he frowned and dropped his head in frustration.

"Okay, I won't send her away. If I don't send her away, I'll let her live in the old house. Is that okay?"

Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were obviously relieved.

The anger on Old Yang's face also dissipated a lot. Yang Huazhong nodded: "That's right. This is the man of our Old Yang family who is responsible!"

Yang Huaming came over curiously and asked Yang Yongqing: "What, even a crazy woman is still a woman. Look, in Shanyuan, you, a crazy woman, can make Li Yi eager to move. What you dislike is in this place."

In other people’s eyes, it’s a treasure…”

"Fourth, what are you talking about? Shut up!" Old Yang slapped the armrest of his wheelchair hard and gave Yang Huaming a warning glance.

Yang Huazhong also stared at him with a majestic expression.

As for the others, every one of them had strange expressions.

Even Yang Yongqing, who had been clamoring for his dislike of Mo, now stared at Yang Huaming unhappily.

"Uncle Fourth, your joke is not funny at all. I don't like hearing it!"

Yang Huaming scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, it's Fourth Uncle's fault. Then, Fourth Uncle will punish himself with a drink!"

Yang Huaming reached for the wine cup on the table. The food on the table had long been cleared away, and the pots and bowls had been cleaned and put in the dish cupboard.

Where is the wine cup for him to drink as punishment?

So, Yang Huaming smiled awkwardly again.

A bowl of tea was handed into his hand in time. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was Mrs. Liu.

Ms. Liu winked at him and said, "It's the same with tea instead of wine, drink it!"

Yang Huaming looked at the timely Mrs. Liu in front of him and sighed that she was really his virtuous wife!

So, Yang Ruoqing picked up the tea and took a big sip.

"puff!"

He vomited like something, his fair face turned red, and tears came out.

The tea in his hand sloshed out and poured onto his fingers. It was so hot that he quickly put the tea bowl on the table, sucking in the cool air and pinching his ears.

His eyes filled with anger shot towards Liu like sharp arrows.

"You poisonous woman, do you want to burn me to death?"

Faced with Yang Huaming's roar, Mrs. Liu looked disapproving.

He even deliberately raised his neck and raised the corners of his mouth, looking extremely calm and not trying to hide or shirk at all.

"That's right, my aunt wanted to burn you on purpose. How about? Hit me? Bite me?"

Yang Huaming was furious, and his eyes were even more confused.

After the quarrel in the first month of the year, the two of them got along happily in the first half of the year. Did this woman have a brain convulsion? Suddenly this happened again?

"How did I offend you? You want to use evil tricks to trick me like this?" Yang Huaming gritted his teeth, confused in every possible way.

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Chapter completed!