Yang Huamei's earnest words finally made Tan unable to bear to continue to 'pursue' Wang Hongquan.

"Hey, okay, Mom, I will listen to you and let's bypass your father-in-law's old dog for the time being!" Ms. Tan said angrily.

"The old dog looks after the house and the courtyard, but he is loyal. To say that he is an old dog is to praise him, bah!" Finally, Mrs. Tan added.

Yang Huamei had a wry smile on her face, and because it was so rare, she had no choice but to turn her eyes to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing was also fed up with the fun, so she said to Yang Huamei: "Auntie, I just made a comparison. If it were me personally, I would choose to use the red set of pillow covers to decorate tomorrow's wedding."

Yang Huamei was waiting for someone to change the subject. After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huamei quickly returned to the bed, picked up the pillowcase and pretended to look at it.

"This set is red? Why? There are no mandarin ducks playing in this set..." she said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Although there are no mandarin ducks playing in the water, there are many children, which means that the population is prosperous and there are many children and grandchildren. How wonderful this is!"

Yang Huamei thought about it and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this festival is all in bright red. There are too many green things in the set of mandarin ducks playing in the water. I don't like it very much."

The term cuckold is also used in this time and space.

I don’t know how... It can be seen that the commonalities among human beings often exist. No matter what time and space, the biggest difference is technology, and some of the ideological concepts of human beings are basically the same.

If some concepts are different, they are also changes that have occurred with technology.

"Well, I also think the red children's pillowcase is good, but the green one... is not so good!" At this time, Ms. Tan also poked her head over, took a few glances, and directly figured out what Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei were thinking about, but it was hard to say.

Broken, blurted out.

Yang Huamei smiled awkwardly, put away the green suit, and quickly changed into the red one.

"Nai, do you and I want to stay here for a while longer? Otherwise, should I go back first?" Yang Ruoqing asked Tan.

Mrs. Tan said: "Okay, you go first, I will ask your aunt to see you off later."

Yang Huamei also nodded and said yes, "Qing'er, if you have something to do, go and do it. I heard that the baby is back. So, tomorrow, tomorrow, the whole family will come over. Your uncle and aunt will also come with you. The children will also come.

Come over for a wedding drink!”

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, I will bring the message to her."

Yang Huamei heard that there was something more 'active' in these words, so she took Yang Ruoqing's hand and said more sincerely: "Qing'er, what do you mean by this? My baby is celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival at home, and the banquet is tomorrow at noon.

Is it possible that Cheng was anxious for that little while?"

"aunt……"

"Qing'er, no matter what, you have to help me keep the baby. After all, we have a banquet and then go back to the camp in the afternoon."

"Baby, how long has it been since you took the chopsticks from my aunt's house? You must help me keep her, ah!"

"Otherwise I'll be in a hurry with you!"

…

Yang Ruoqing left Lao Wang's house, and Wang Hongquan went back to his old house in the backyard, cursing and mumbling.

Zhuangzhuang was still sleeping in and didn't get up. Xiaohei went to send invitations to his two aunts and he still hasn't come back.

So there are only three people left in the old Wang family: old Yangtou, Tan, and Yang Huamei.

"Old lady, there is no one else here, please take out your things!" Old Yangtou ordered Tan.

Mrs. Tan nodded and told Yang Huamei: "Go and close the main room door."

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Mom, there is no need to close the door in the clear sky..."

"If I tell you to be imprisoned, just go ahead and imprison her!" Lao Yang lowered his head and shouted at Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei smiled awkwardly, then went over and closed the door obediently.

When she turned back to Old Yangtou and Tan, Tan already had an extra purse in his hand.

The purse is not big, but the palm of the hand is big and bulging.

Mrs. Tan thrust the purse into Yang Huamei's hand, "There are two ingots of silver in it, which your father and I have saved recently."

As for how they saved it, I believe Yang Huamei can guess it even if Tan and Lao Yangtou don't say it bluntly.

Fuhe's mother had stopped giving birth in her early years, and she didn't even raise chickens or ducks. The money must have come from her brother, sister-in-law, nephews and nieces who usually paid filial piety to the elders.

The two elders were all gathered together, like a trickling stream converging on her place again.

"This money is not much, only six or seven taels. You should keep this money for yourself. Don't let Dabai and Xiaohei cheat you. This is money for you!" Tan said.

The purse was stuffed into Yang Huamei's hand and she told her again and again.

One second, Yang Huamei was filled with gratitude and emotion, but the next second she heard Tan's words, she felt dumbfounded.

"Mom, what do you want me to say so that you can understand?" Yang Huamei said.

"Why do you and my dad always try to find ways to give me money to support me in my old age?"

"I obviously have two sons, but people say I raise children to provide for my old age. Why are you so worried about me?"

The more Yang Huamei talked, the more helpless she became.

Are Dabai and Xiaohei so unreliable in everyone's eyes?

"Father, mother, please be at ease!" Yang Huamei put the purse back into Mrs. Tan's hand.

"Dabai and Xiaohei are the meat that has fallen from my body. Although these two children were not very sensible before, they did a lot of troublesome things."

"But if you look at our village, except for a few families whose children mature prematurely and don't let the adults worry about them, who are the children from other families who are not so naughty and mischievous that they almost make their parents angry to death?"

"If you don't talk about it from afar, let's just talk about Xiuxiu...right, I won't talk about the things that Xiuxiu did."

"So my brothers Dabai and Xiaohei, I believe them. They are not beasts, they are human beings. They are the sons I raised with my own hands!"

"I have a son who will take care of me until the end of his life. I don't need you two elders to secretly support me like this. Really!"

Yang Huamei's words, especially the use of embroidery as an analogy, made Old Yangtou and Tan look at each other, and both of them looked a bit unhappy.

Why?

Because embroidery is a shame to the old Yang family!

"Forget it, since Mei'er insists not to do it, then we won't force it." Old Yangtou said.

Mrs. Tan also sighed, put her purse back into her arms, and kept it close to her body.

Old Yangtou then ordered Mrs. Tan: "Then give the other purse to Mei'er!"

Mrs. Tan nodded, took out another colorful purse from her arms, and stuffed it into Yang Huamei's hand again.

"Mom, you guys...you have quite a lot of money in your wallet!"

Yang Huamei looked at the old lady's actions and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Mrs. Tan patted Yang Huamei's hand and said, "If you refused to accept the purse earlier, then we can't force it."

"But you have to accept this purse no matter what, because what is in this purse is a gift from your father and I to Xiao Hei on his marriage!"

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