Liu not only exposed Yang Huamei's little thoughts, but even took the blame completely.

The meaning revealed between the lines is that Yang Huamei is ignorant, has never eaten mutton, and is too timid to go to the real owner, so she just knows how to fight behind the scenes, like a rat carrying a gun!

Although Liu didn't say that much, Yang Huamei thought about it a lot, and even more.

She was so angry that she stamped her feet so hard that she wished she could make holes in the ground.

Mrs. Liu was very happy, "Why, are you stomping like this to invite God?"

Yang Huamei paused, then bent down and took off her shoes and threw them towards Ms. Liu.

"I'm asking for your mother's help!" Yang Huamei cursed.

Mrs. Liu was so happy that she stood there with her hands on her hips and twisted her hips arrogantly.

"Haha, my mother is right next to you. My mother is your mother. Why don't you ask your mother to please you?"

Yang Huamei didn't expect that Mrs. Liu would still find the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, and the damage immediately rebounded.

"Damn you, you eat mutton until your mouth is full of oil, and now you are spitting shit!"

"Ha, you are indeed right. I ate a lot of lamb chops yesterday. The bone-in-bone meat was so delicious that my mouth was full of oil!"

"What, are you envious? Jealous? What a pity. Qing'er would rather feed the mutton to the cat than give it to you. What do you think? Are you angry?"

Yang Huamei was so angry that she stamped her feet again. With this frequency and intensity, if the gods were invited to rank them, and the ordinary Eight Immortals were invited before, then the Jade Emperor would be invited now!

In the end, the Jade Emperor was not invited, but the two giant Buddhas, Lao Yangtou and Tan, were invited.

Mrs. Tan rushed directly to Mrs. Liu and picked up the broom that she had thrown away before.

Lao Yangtou also came to the window, raised the window shutter and shouted angrily at Ms. Liu in the yard outside: "It's really not a big deal to watch the excitement. Go back to your own room. If you continue to cause trouble like this, I'll call someone."

Go and call the Fourth Brother over to deal with you!"

Seeing that even her father-in-law had come out, Mrs. Liu was so frightened that she waved her hands and shouted, "Oh, this is incredible, I've stung a hornet's nest, I'm running, I'm running!"

Just like that, she yelled and screamed, ran back to the west room, and slammed the door.

Behind her, Mrs. Tan threw the broom and hit it on the door of the west room.

All kinds of unpleasant words were said, and the bamboo tube fell at the door like beans.

But these words are nothing to Liu.

What she is least afraid of is scolding, and the more fierce the other person scolds, the more excited she becomes, which means that the other person is completely irritated by her, and can't get rid of her, so she can only be so angry.

I won.

Mrs. Tan was also aware of Mrs. Liu's virtues, so after driving Mrs. Liu back to the west room, she cursed a few more words as a warning, and was too lazy to talk to Mrs. Liu anymore. Instead, she turned around and went to Yang Huamei's side.

Mrs. Tan was cautious, with a face full of anxiety, and explained to Yang Huamei with great care: "Mei'er, it's my mother who has caused trouble for you."

"I have discussed it with your father. Your father said that he plans to ask your third brother to go to the people in the mountains to inquire about it in the next few days and buy a goat to send to you!"

"I don't care about goats!" Yang Huamei said loudly, the anger on her face not diminishing at all.

"Mei'er, don't say that. The mutton is cooked well, tastes good, and is very healthy..."

"Okay, okay, shut up! I said I don't care about mutton. I don't care about it. If I keep in good health, can I live forever by eating it? Will I not die if I eat it?"

Before Tan could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Yang Huamei again.

"I said before, what I want is not mutton, no!"

"Then what do you want?" Tan asked, and the old lady was confused.

"What I want is your attitude!"

"Attitude?" Tan was confused again.

I really don’t understand what kind of attitude Yang Huamei wants!

Lao Yang came out of the east room with a dry tobacco pole. He said with a dark face: "What a bad attitude. To be honest, isn't it because you guys eat mutton? I didn't give it to you and didn't inform you?"

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"Let me put it this way, Ju'er, San Yatou, Mianmian, all of them are going to be called back to eat mutton when the married girl throws water at them?"

"I'm in the village, I'm close to the road! That's different!" Yang Huamei argued with the old man, holding her neck.

Old Yangtou snorted coldly.

"Our old Yang family doesn't owe you anything!"

"You live in a village and you are close to the road. You just think that the mutton here will not be given to you. I don't know you, and I am neglecting you."

"Then ask yourself, how do you treat your mother's side?"

"A few days ago, your family was behind closed doors, either braised turtles or old turtle soup. Have you ever thought about giving a bite to your parents' side?"

"Have you ever thought that your parents also have mouths?"

"We don't say anything. It's better for you. This makes you lose your temper. Who gets used to it?"

"Do we owe you?"

"No one owes you anything!"

Old Yangtou almost roared out these last two sentences.

Yang Huamei was dumbfounded by Old Yangtou's roar.

She didn't expect that she had spent the whole night preparing and doing a lot of research before she came to ask for help, but no old man could turn her passivity into initiative and take the initiative!

Old turtle...

hiss……

She turned slightly sideways, her eyes flickering, not daring to look directly at Old Yang's head.

Most of the old turtles in the basket a few days ago were made by Xu Qiaohong's brothers.

He said that he heard that his mother-in-law had injured her leg and wanted to get something to patch it up.

When the old turtle was brought home, Yang Huamei originally wanted to give two to her parents so that the old couple could also replenish them.

But Xu Qiaohong reminded that Gong Gong and Ga Po didn't even light the fire to cook, they all lived with a few houses.

Even if you send two old turtles over, they won't be able to eat them! You can't let each of them hold a live old turtle in his hand and chew it, right?

Then, thinking it was impossible, she sent two bowls of cooked turtle soup to the couple.

Xu Qiaohong suggested that a bowl of water should be kept flat and a bowl should be given to each room. Otherwise, it would be difficult to tell and there would be objections.

Yang Huamei thought about it, and she didn't have that much money to give her. Her family had so many rooms, right?

Then Xu Qiaohong suggested that it would be better to cook it and ask Xiao Hei to quietly go to Lao Yang's house and bring Ga Gong and Ga Po home to eat and drink.

Yang Huamei also thought this was a good idea at the time.

However, when she saw that her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang loved eating old turtles and drinking old turtle soup, Yang Huamei hesitated again.

Because by the time Lao Turtle got it back, two days had passed by the time she hesitated.

Most of the old turtles in the basket were eaten, but only seven or eight were left.

The most important thing is that my grandson likes to eat it.

In the morning, a turtle makes soup to cook noodles, at noon, a braised turtle cooks rice, and at night, a turtle makes soup with poached eggs or gnocchi...

That's all, for the sake of my precious grandson, I won't invite my parents over.
Chapter completed!