Mrs. Liu didn't dare to raise her voice, so she kept her voice down.

While talking, he pointed at the east room opposite, making his saliva fly.

Mrs. Zhou's ears perked up as she listened, enjoying the sound.

However, Mrs. Zhou didn't say anything to criticize Mr. Tan.

Mrs. Zhou could see that this fourth sister-in-law, Mrs. Liu, was not a teller.

It was easy for her to scold the old lady behind her back, but she couldn't help but say one more thing.

What she said later would definitely be spoken out in an embellished way by Mrs. Liu.

The Zhou family has no intention of enmity with the Tan family.

Mrs. Liu was a little dissatisfied when she saw that Mr. Zhou was listening with great interest, but did not talk or agree.

"Aunt Mianmian, why don't you say anything? It's all me talking, so boring." Mrs. Liu curled her lips and said.

Mrs. Zhou grinned: "I just love to hear you say, Fourth Sister-in-law, your voice is so nice when you speak, just like the opera singer on the stage."

"Seriously?" Liu asked.

Zhou nodded: "Can I still lie to you?"

The two women chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Zhou was wandering around the village and happened to meet Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming was carrying a load of firewood on his shoulders. It seemed that he was coming from the woods.

"Hey, isn't this the fourth brother of the Yang family? How come you have cut so much firewood so early?"

Mrs. Zhou smiled and greeted Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming was busy on his way when he heard the chatter.

When he looked up, he saw a tall, dark-skinned woman standing in front of him with a smile.

The woman's appearance is quite upright, neither good-looking nor unattractive.

Yang Huaming was startled for a moment, then turned his gaze back to the woman's face, smiled and said, "It turns out to be Aunt Mianmian!"

What happened in the toilet that day made Yang Huaming a little embarrassed. He couldn't leave or stay.

Standing there, a little embarrassed.

In comparison, Mr. Zhou seems much more down-to-earth and generous.

She walked up to Yang Huaming and raised her eyelids to look at him.

His eyes turned into slits when he smiled, and his white and neat teeth were revealed.

"I don't care about what happened in the toilet that day. Fourth brother, don't be embarrassed. I know you didn't mean it..."

Mrs. Zhou is very considerate.

Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you for your understanding. I really didn't mean to offend that day. I was looking for the troubled guy in my family..."

Yang Huaming also explained.

Zhou smiled and nodded.

She looked at the firewood carried on Yang Huaming's shoulders and sighed: "Fourth brother is so hardworking, and fourth sister-in-law is really lucky. Oh, my life is so miserable, no one loves me..."

The woman sighed softly.

Yang Huaming was surprised and took a step back.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you!"

Zhou glanced at Yang Huaming angrily, raised her hand, and took away a leaf stuck to his clothes.

Then he took his hand back.

"I'm afraid I'll have to spend more time in Lao Yang's house, and I'll have to rely on my fourth brother to take care of us orphans and widowed mothers in the future..." Mrs. Zhou said.

Yang Huaming said: "You are a relative of my fifth brother, so naturally we relatives should support each other!"

After a few simple greetings, they dispersed.

at night.

Everyone is sleeping.

Mrs. Zhou changed Mianmian's diaper and put it in Bao Suyun's arms.

"You take Mianmian to bed first, I'll go to the toilet because I'm upset."

Zhou put down these words, picked up her pants and hurried out of the house.

After Mrs. Zhou left the house, she didn't go to the toilet and glanced around.

After making sure that no one was around, Yang Huazhou also heard snoring in the next room.

Mrs. Zhou turned around and tiptoed to the front yard of Lao Yang's house.

Ju'er got up at night and went to the door to pee. When she came back, she was so sleepy that she didn't lock the door.

It just happened to be convenient for Mr. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou entered the house in the dark.

The moonlight shone in through the broken window, and the room was dimly lit.

Mrs. Zhou saw two beds placed on the left and right of the room.

On a bed, sleeping was a little girl.

On the other bed, Yang Huaming slept.

She ducked her waist and crept closer.

Yang Huaming suddenly moved.

He sat up and grabbed the hand behind him.

"It's you?"

Yang Huaming was stunned when he saw the woman's face in front of him.

Isn't it the Zhou family I met during the day?

This is……?

Yang Huaming, who had visited countless widows' homes tonight, immediately understood Zhou's intention.

"Aunt Mianmian, please go. I'll pretend I haven't seen you tonight."

Yang Hua Ming said, and then let go of Zhou's hand.

Zhou also recovered from the shock.

She didn't leave, but sat sideways on the bed.

He glanced at Yang Ruoju, who was sleeping soundly on the bed over there, and said to Yang Huaming in a low voice: "Fourth brother, you are a good man, I value you."

Yang Huaming frowned.

"I appreciate your sister-in-law's kindness. Please go. My daughter will wake up in a moment!" he said.

Is this... no?

Mrs. Zhou was a little annoyed.

"You weakling, you're trying to coax me!"

Mrs. Zhou spat, turned around and rushed out of the house.

Here, Yang Huaming was stunned and sat there for a long time before he came to his senses.

…

An autumn rain and a cold.

When she got up in the morning, Yang Ruoqing added a thin coat on top of her dirty clothes.
Chapter completed!