Old Yang's house, East Room.

Even if Mr. Tan and Lao Yangtou were not elderly, even thirty years ago, they had never stayed in bed for a day.

When I was young, there were many children at home, and there were dozens of mouths to eat and drink, so it was impossible to sleep much.

When they got older and their children got married and started businesses, the old couple still couldn't sleep.

I woke up at dawn. If I didn't get up after waking up, I would feel uncomfortable all over.

Your stomach feels empty, your back feels tense, and when you lie on the bed, you feel like the bed board has a row of teeth biting your back and gnawing at your lower back.

I held my pee in for a while, got in and out of bed, and finally slept in a warm bed for the whole night. The heater was all gone, and my toes were also cold.

So, instead of spending a painful time in bed, why not get dressed and get out of bed and do whatever you need to do!

So at this hour, the old couple had already finished washing up, and they were sitting face to face at the Eight Immortals table in the east room having breakfast.

This month, the old couple spent time with the eldest family.

Jin, Cao Bamei, and Zhao Liuer took turns delivering meals, and one family was responsible for the day.

And today, because it happened to be Zhao Liu'er's turn, and Zhao Liu'er, the junior roommate, got up very early every day.

Yang Yongzhi went to the Taoist temple and Hong'er went to school. Yang Yongzhi got up and on the way to the Taoist temple, he turned a corner and sent Hong'er and Tiedan from the fourth room to school together.

So Zhao Liuer got up at dawn every day to cook breakfast. No, the old couple also had breakfast served on the table.

Each person has a bowl of red dates and red bean porridge, a bowl of scrambled eggs with diced radish, and two cornmeal steamed buns.

Such two breakfasts are very suitable for children who are growing up, or for elderly people who are in their twilight years and whose body organ functions are deteriorating.

So after washing up, the old couple sat down and enjoyed this suitable breakfast facing each other.

Lao Yangtou picked out the eggs in the bowl and put them into Tan's bowl.

As for Mrs. Tan, she said with disgust: "Okay, okay, don't stick the heads of your saliva-stained chopsticks into my bowl! Are you going to bury it or not?"

At the same time, her hands were not idle. She pinched half of the cornmeal buns in her hand and put them into Lao Yangtou's bowl.

"Hey, you're a pig. You have a big appetite. I'll give you half of it!"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Yes, yes, I am a pig and I have a big appetite!"

Mrs. Tan rolled her eyes at him: "Stop talking nonsense, I can't stop your mouth even if I eat something!"

Old Yangtou smiled and nodded again: "Okay, okay, eat, I won't talk!"

The two of them were busy cooking, and the atmosphere in the room was very good.

Until there was a rush of footsteps outside the house.

Mrs. Tan suddenly raised her head and pricked up her ears to listen to the approaching footsteps outside, "It looks like Mei'er is here? How can we deal with this?"

Upon hearing Yang Huamei's name, Mr. Yang paused slightly with the chopsticks in his hand, and a look of abnormality flashed across his face.

But the old man quickly regained his composure and said to Tan, who was also a little panicked: "It's her, she is her, what are you afraid of?"

Tan shook his head: "I'm not afraid, I'm just..."

Halfway through the words, Yang Huamei's figure rushed into the east room in a hurry.

Fortunately, she entered the house empty-handed. If she was holding a knife in her hand at this moment, coupled with her eyes and aura, people would really wonder if she came here to seek revenge!

Because the look in his eyes the moment he entered the room was really fierce and cold!

"Ah? Mei'er is here? Have you had breakfast? Why don't you sit down and eat together?"

Old Yangtou was the first to react and greeted Yang Huamei with a smile.

Mrs. Tan didn't say hello, she was so panicked that she dropped one of the chopsticks in her hand to the table.

Old Yang glanced at Mrs. Tan and said to himself that this old lady must be strong in life, and having a daughter is her nemesis.

Look, I’m so scared that I can’t even hold my chopsticks. What a sin!

Seeing Tan's changing expression and the chopsticks falling on the table, Yang Huamei became more and more convinced of what Xiaohei and the others said yesterday.

This is not to fan the flames at all, but this family... has changed!

Even her biological father and mother have changed. Otherwise, in the past, they would have come up to her, held her hand, and started shouting.

Today, I don’t even dare to talk to myself, I even dropped my chopsticks, I feel guilty!

"Humph, Dad, Mom, you are so happy and free!"

Yang Huamei said some strange words and walked to the table.

After scanning the porridge and side dishes on the table one by one, I came to a conclusion.

Although it is a simple porridge side dish, the person who cooked the porridge obviously put a lot of thought into it, as you can tell by looking at the red dates and red beans in the porridge.

And the cornmeal steamed buns are very good in color. It can be seen that they are kneaded with good corn flour and fine wheat flour.

There is also the bowl of scrambled eggs with diced radish, which is also made by a person who is willing to use oil.

And the diced radish not only contains chili noodles, but also green peas, and the egg wadding is also very generous, golden, and looks very appetizing.

"Which restaurant sent this breakfast?" Yang Huamei couldn't help but ask.

Compared with the breakfast at home, this breakfast is really more appetizing, especially the diced radish. I really want to get a bowl of it.

When Old Yangtou heard Yang Huamei's question, he quickly said, "This is from Yongzhi's wife."

Mrs. Tan also came back to her senses. When she heard Yang Huamei's inquiry and kept looking at the dishes and bowls on the table, she guessed that Yang Huamei had not eaten, so she quickly stood up and handed the chopsticks in her hand to Yang Huamei.

"Come on, Mei'er, use your mother's chopsticks to eat. I haven't touched these chopsticks yet. They're clean!"

Yang Huamei looked disgusted.

It can even be said that there is a look of disgust, contempt, and ridicule.

"Mom, are you sending beggars away?"

Tan was stunned and couldn't help but look at Old Yangtou, with confusion in his eyes.

Lao Yangtou also lowered his face and reprimanded Yang Huamei: "What's wrong with you today? You don't want to be yin or yang when you come in. Your mother is kind enough to let you eat, but it's fine if you don't eat. You still contradict your mother like this, what on earth are you doing?"

What's going on?"

"Old man, don't say it, don't say it..."

While Old Yangtou was saying these words, Mrs. Tan kept winking at him and waving her hands, but barely moved up to cover his mouth.

"Is there anything I can't say? Am I wrong in what I said? Look at her look like this!"

Although the tempers of Lao Yangtou and Tan have changed greatly now, the old woman has the final say in everything. That's because the other party is Tan.

When the other party changes to another person, it will be different. The old man is still the same old man!

"Make amends with your mother, quickly!"

The old man became stubborn and pointed at Mrs. Tan, trying to force Yang Huamei to admit her mistake.

Mrs. Tan was so frightened that she waved her hands repeatedly, "I've passed it. Tell me what you have to say. This is our old daughter..."
Chapter completed!