After Yang Huazhong entered the door, he looked up and found that everyone looked solemn and solemn.

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, and then realized that everyone was nervous about Xiao Hei, fearing what would happen to his nose.

"Don't worry, everyone, Xiaohei's nose is fine." Yang Huazhong quickly gave out a reassurance to reassure everyone.

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Yangtou asked Yang Huazhong: "Since there is no big problem, why does the treated nose bleed again?"

Others also have this question. If there is no problem with the nose, it will be impossible to bleed again after stopping the bleeding and applying medicine.

If it's bleeding, there may be another problem.

When asked about this, Yang Huazhong smiled awkwardly and said, "That kid didn't control his mouth and secretly ate the fermented bean curd at home."

"The chili sauce in the bean curd was so spicy that it made him sneeze several times. He must have used too much force and opened the wound again!"

It turned out to be for this reason...

Everyone looked at each other, feeling embarrassed.

"That boy is not sensible at all! It seems like he will never grow up. Mei'er is really unlucky to have such a son!" Lao Yangtou sighed.

Mrs. Liu immediately retorted: "Dad, if it had been before, I would definitely agree with your words with both hands and feet."

"But now, I can only agree with half of it,"

"Xiao Hei's ignorance is against his mother and us,"

"Dad, you didn't go to see Lao Xu's house. This time there was a funeral at Lao Xu's house. Xiao Hei was there to help and take care of Xu Qiaohong during the whole process. He was even more careful and considerate before and after the incident!"

Old Yangtou sneered: "How is that possible? Let me see, he's just doing it for a living!"

"And it lasts for more than ten days!"

Mrs. Liu insisted again: "Dad, I'm not talking nonsense. It's true. I went with them to mourn at Lao Xu's house this time. People there praise Xiao Hei so much!"

"Dad, if you don't believe it, ask Third Brother or Qing'er!"

As expected, Old Yangtou looked at Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Huazhong nodded.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Not to mention, Xiao Hei does have two faces, one for the Xu family and one for us. Fourth Aunt is not talking nonsense this time."

Old Yangtou was actually speechless.

Well, everyone has multiple faces, and so does Xiao Hei.

"Since it's nothing serious, Mei'er is relieved and we can also breathe a sigh of relief." Old Yangtou said.

"Let's let this matter go. Later, I will get some money and cut two pounds of pork liver to send to Xiao Heina so that he can replenish his blood." The old man said again.

"Dad, you should keep your little private money to buy things on a daily basis. I'll pay for the pork liver," Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yangtou shook his head: "No, I can't ask you to pay for this money. You are my uncle and I am Mr. Ga. It's different!"

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly: "Dad, there's no need to tell the difference so clearly..."

But Old Yangtou had raised his hand to stop Yang Huazhong, "No, this matter has been settled, there is no need to say anything more."

Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo came from the backyard together, each holding a child in their arms.

"Hey, are you two babies awake? Come on, give me a hug."

Mrs. Sun's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw her two little grandsons coming.

He clapped his hands and hurried over to pick up the child and hold him.

She took the ball from Blacksmith Luo's hand, and then lovingly touched the round little head in Wang Cuilian's arms.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing also came over to check on the two children. The small clothes they wore when sleeping had been replaced by a set of clean pure cotton clothes.

Wang Cuilian said to Yang Ruoqing: "The backs of those two sets of clothes were covered in sweat, so I put them on the soft bed and washed them later when I had time."

At this moment, the watermelon porridge has been cooked and the vegetables are almost cooked.

Yang Ruoqing understood what Wang Cuilian meant, so she said to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, let me set the dishes. You and my mother can take care of the children. There is no need to come to the kitchen again."

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong began to clear away the tea bowls, teapots and other dishes containing melon seeds and peanuts on the table, and put them aside, leaving a clean table free and inviting everyone to sit down.

Yang Ruoqing said to the other women: "Dinner will be served soon. Everyone, find your own children and sit down quickly!"

Seeing Mrs. Liu actually raising her legs to find a seat, Yang Ruoqing pulled her back.

"Fourth Aunt, you can't sit down now, you have to help me go to the backyard to serve watermelon porridge and vegetables!"

Mrs. Liu was too lazy to go, but being caught directly by Yang Ruoqing, she was too embarrassed to say she couldn't go.

"I was planning to go too. I was just preparing to straighten the stool so that they wouldn't fall when they were sitting on it."

This explanation... no matter whether others believe it or not, it's not enough if Yang Ruoqing believes it anyway?

Backyard stove.

Originally, Mrs. Liu was not happy about being brought to the kitchen to be a young man, but when she came to the kitchen, she saw the dishes of stir-fried vegetables covered with gauze cages on the long table next to the cooking pot. The aroma of garlic filled her nostrils.

, Mrs. Liu shuddered suddenly, and the next moment, she could not control her saliva.

"My dear mother, I told your fourth uncle this morning that I wanted to lose weight."

"From now on, I have to eat less. Qing'er, Qing'er, are you too bad? You gave me so many dishes. You are trying to trick me and make me fail to lose weight!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Mrs. Liu with a smile: "Fourth Aunt, you are not fat, why should you lose weight? Stop talking nonsense."

Ms. Liu patted her belly and winked at Yang Ruoqing: "Look, my belly is like two big bags of cotton wool. Isn't this fat?"

"Your fourth uncle said that I couldn't find my waist and that my upper and lower parts were in one piece, which made me mad. He himself wasn't much better. He had a big belly, like a big-bellied woman who was about to give birth to a baby!

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Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh when she heard what her fourth aunt revealed about the couple's teasing words in the boudoir.

"Fourth Aunt, at your age, it is normal for the body to gain weight. Who told our old Yang family to have better conditions now? Go to other families in the village and see which one has a man who does hard work who is not as thin as a yellow-skinned monkey.

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"So, being fat is a symbol of good fortune. It means that our family is prosperous and everyone is living a good life! This is a good thing!"

"Haha, Qing'er, you can really talk with your mouth. Even bad things become good things when you say it like that!" Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "I didn't mean to say that, I meant it from the bottom of my heart. Okay, fourth aunt, help with the dishes!"

"Okay, okay!"

Mrs. Liu picked up the dishes and walked out excitedly, her eyes fixed on the vegetable bowl in her hand.

Seeing this made Yang Ruoqing tremble with fear, she quickly reminded: "Fourth Aunt, please slow down and keep an eye on your feet. Don't fall down later and eat the food in one bite!"
Chapter completed!