Old Yangtou was immersed in chatting with Old Suntou, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming, and had no time to take care of Tan's little mood.

Mrs. Tan looked around and saw that no one in the room was paying attention to her, and Ms. Sun and Bao Suyun were not there.

There was only one Mrs. Liu sitting there with her mouth wide open eating and drinking, spitting out melon seed slices, peanut shells, and broad bean shells all over the floor at her feet.

There are several snack packaging bags scattered next to the tea bowl on the table...

The main meal hasn't been served yet, so I'll just eat a basket full of snacks. Can you eat it later?

Mrs. Liu had a hundred questions in her mind. She turned her head to the side in disgust and continued to look at the door of the hall. Her gray and sparse brows were wrinkled together, and her eyes were full of anxiety and uncertainty.

Mrs. Liu was stuffing food into her mouth, but because she ate too quickly, the cakes in her mouth were so dry that she couldn't swallow them.

Mrs. Liu grabbed the tea next to her and poured it into her mouth.

As he was quarreling, he suddenly noticed that Tan's eyes were sweeping over him.

Liu quickly followed Tan's gaze and found that Tan kept looking towards the door, obviously absent-minded.

"Dad, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, look, my mother seems to be thinking about something! The soul is not even in this room!"

With Liu's reminder, the men's eager conversation was interrupted and they had to look in Tan's direction.

Sure enough, Mrs. Tan was indeed looking at the door of the hall. The bodies sitting on the stools were obviously leaning forward, stretching their necks to look around, anxious and restless...

"Mom, what are you looking at? Is something wrong?" Yang Huazhong was a filial son, so he asked immediately.

Tan frowned and remained silent.

Oh, if you ask, I will tell you right away, wouldn’t it be very shameful?

Yang Huaming also saw something strange about Mr. Tan, but he grinned: "Is there something on your mind? Are you pretending to be serious? You haven't said a word!"

Mrs. Tan reacted this time, turned her head and rolled her eyes at Yang Huaming, "Drink your tea, there is so much nonsense!"

Yang Huaming shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I won't say it. Mom, if you can hold it in, don't say it either!"

Tan gave Yang Huaming a hard look again, "I won't tell you if you tell me not to. What kind of onion are you, a bunny!"

"I have to say it, I have to say it! I will say it right now!"

"I not only sit down and speak, I also stand up and speak!"

It was as if Tan was singing a big show. After the two thin lips collided up and down, the words popped out like fried beans.

People who heard it were overwhelmed and unable to react.

But Old Yangtou spied something out of his wife's reaction. He handed Tan's tea bowl on the table in front of him and coaxed his wife in a gentle tone: "You are impatient again. What's the matter? Sit down."

Tell me carefully, today is a good day, your great-grandson comes back, sit down and talk slowly!"

Great-grandson, good life, these words, Old Yang deliberately bit them a bit hard.

The old man hoped that the old lady could understand his good intentions, respect Wufang, and not cause any trouble on such a very important and special day for Wufang.

Not only would the fifth house be unhappy, but all other houses in the old Yang family would also have opinions. The Luo family's roasted goat incident two days ago was the best example!

Mrs. Tan is not stupid. As soon as Old Yangtou said these words, Ms. Tan became more awake.

She turned her head and glanced at Old Yangtou. There was something written in the old man's eyes.

Old Yangtou also quickly passed the tea bowl in his hand to Mrs. Tan, "Here, have a sip of tea and speak slowly."

Mrs. Tan sat down, took the tea bowl, and took a few sips.

His breathing gradually calmed down, and he became a little calmer.

She knew that today was a good day for Wufang. If she got angry, she would not give Wufang face. Not only Wufang, but everyone would hate her.

When the time comes, Mei'er will be implicated again.

Therefore, she had to learn the lesson from the roasted goat at the Luo family last time. Even if she wanted to gain benefits for Meier, she had to change her strategy and explain it differently.

Especially Mrs. Liu, who had deliberately shouted before. Did she still want to annoy herself and lose her sense of proportion like last time so that she could reap the benefits?

Humph, it’s impossible. How can I suffer the same loss twice?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Tan put down the tea bowl and raised his head, the coldness and anger on his face disappeared.

She smiled and said kindly to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming: "I suddenly thought of your sister Meier earlier."

"What do you think of Mei'er?" Yang Huaming asked.

Mrs. Tan continued to explain in a good-tempered manner: "No, I went to visit Mei'er recently. Mei'er asked me several times about Mianmian's mother and son. When they came back, I heard that Mianmian gave birth to a fat boy weighing eight pounds.

Meier was so happy that she praised Mianmian for her abilities!

Oh, by the way, she said she hasn’t seen her grand-nephew yet, and she told me a thousand times that when Mianmian and her son come back, I must go and tell her so that she can come over and see her grand-nephew!"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, his heart filled with astonishment.

But after he reacted, he touched the goatee on his chin and nodded secretly with pleasure.

The old woman is not a coward, and this answer is also beautiful.

It sounds much more comfortable. Inside and outside the words, it is Yang Huamei, the aunt, who is thinking about Mianmian and her son!

This statement also made it easier for Lao Yangtou to follow up.

"Well, I didn't expect that Mei'er, who was recovering from a leg injury, would still miss Mianmian and her son like this, haha... It's not easy, it's not easy!" Old Yangtou said smoothly.

The brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming next to them also nodded. Yang Huazhong said: "It's indeed good. I remember that last time I went to visit her, she seemed to be asking me about this."

Yang Huazhong didn't lie. Yang Huamei did inquire about it at that time, but Yang Huazhong couldn't understand. It was purely because Yang Huamei lay in bed every day to recuperate and could not go anywhere. All news from the outside world was conveyed back through Xu Qiaohong and Xiao Hei.

So when she finally met her third brother from her mother's family, she definitely had to grab him and ask him a few questions to satisfy her curiosity!

Only women understand women, so Ms. Liu sat aside and rolled her eyes.

She really wanted to expose Yang Huamei, because in Yang Huamei's heart, she only pretended to be her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang. There was no other child in the world who could compare to her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang.

If Zhuang Zhuang didn't completely fill her heart, then Da Bai and Xiao Hei would definitely have to be stuffed into the remaining space.

Even if she is squeezed out of shape, she doesn't care. No matter what, Yang Huamei must be pretending to be her son or grandson in her heart. She is from her mother's side, someone who doesn't even pretend to be a biological parent. Do you think she might pretend to be a niece?
Chapter completed!