Yang Ruoqing felt that Uncle Fifth was so strong that she couldn't hold it at all. She hurriedly wiped tears at the other side of the bed, as if she was completely trapped in another world and said, "Mom, come and help!"

Sun finally came to his senses. Looking at the situation, he was panicked again. He hurried over and grabbed Yang Huazhou's other arm, cried and begged: "Fifth brother, we all know your feelings. It's like this. Qing'er and grandparents have all shot the board. If we are younger generations, we will make a fuss, what can we make a fuss? It was so messy in the middle of the night that it woke up the neighbors and let the whole village see our old Yang family joke?"

Yang Huazhou was frozen in place, and the blue veins on his forehead were protruding one by one.

Yang Ruoqing didn't agree with Sun's words from the bottom of her heart, which was too pedantic! But she couldn't spare time to correct her at this moment, so she had to persuade Yang Huazhou, who could be rampant at any time: "Fifth Uncle, be careful, grandparents are just having this idea now. The Wang Po will come to our house in a few days. We can't be impatient. When my father wakes up, we will sit down and make a good idea!"

"Qing'er is right. Fifth brother, go back to the house to rest. Don't make any comments in advance!" Sun also advised.

Yang Huazhou looked at the mother and daughter beside him, and had to sigh and nodded with grief and anger, "Then I'll go back to the house first. If you have any movement at night, just shout. My house is next door!"

"Okay, you go first!"

After Yang Huazhou left, Sun staggered and almost fell down when his body shook.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun's almost exhausted face and the wound on her forehead, and her brows frowned slightly. The troubles that night were too hard for Sun!

"Mom, sit down and take a break first, I'll pour you water and wipe your face!"

Holding Sun on the long bench beside the bed, Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked towards the wooden frame washing face in the corner of the wall.

A face wash rack was equipped with a tiles for washing your face. There was still half a basin of clean cold water left in the tiles. Yang Ruoqing put the yellowed handkerchief on the side in the water and soaked it. She twisted away the moisture inside and turned around and walked towards the bed.

"Mom, don't kowtow to others anymore. If you can't explain anything, it won't help if you just knelt your forehead!"

She said to Sun's softly, lifting Sun's messy bangs with her fingers, and carefully placing the cold handkerchief folded into strips on Sun's swollen forehead.

Cold water vegetation can cool down damaged capillaries and can also relieve discomfort in Sun's wounds to a certain extent.

Sun didn't chew on the sound, but just looked at Yang Ruoqing with guilt, "It's useless for my mother..."

Yang Ruoqing knew what Sun wanted to express, and she sighed in her heart. In such a backward and obscured ancient countryside, various feudal concepts were very serious.

Strict parental autocracy, preference for boys over girls, and feudal superstition... These things are all kinds of shackles that oppress people!

It is not difficult for Yang Ruoqing to imagine that if Old Yangtou and Tan insisted on selling themselves, no matter how hard Sun begged, it would be useless.

A trace of coldness flashed through my eyes, wanting to sell myself? Humph, I'm not the stupid fat girl in the past, and I won't let you roll and rub it flat again!

"Qing'er, don't be afraid. I'll beg your grandparents tomorrow and beg them not to sell you!" Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing with red and swollen eyes, his voice was already hoarse and undesirable!

Yang Ruoqing was speechless, but her heart was still slightly warm. She looked up and showed a well-behaved smile at Sun and nodded slightly.

"Mom, I'll go and boil some hot water. Let's go to bed and rest together. It's been a day since we've been struggling!" Yang Ruoqing said, standing up straight, planning to go to the kitchen, but Sun's wrist was held.

"It's dark, you stay in the house, mom!"

Despite Yang Ruoqing's opposition, Sun took down the veil that had been applied to his forehead for a moment, put it back on the wash rack, picked up the large tiled basin, and turned around and left the house.

After a while, Sun returned to the house with a full basin of steaming hot water. The mother and daughter made do with it and wiped their faces casually and burned their feet with hot water. Yang Ruoqing had just recovered from a serious illness, and her body had not recovered much. She forced herself to hold on all night. Now she put her feet in the hot water, and her whole body was immediately wrapped in a warm breath, which made her feel so comfortable that she couldn't help but breathe.

Before she could dry her feet from the water, she fell asleep on a long bench. In the end, Sun wiped her feet clean, carried her back to the next room, and placed it on the hard wooden bed.

Sun pulled a wet quilt and covered Yang Ruoqing's body, leaned down slightly, gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's forehead with rough fingers, his eyes and face full of care and guilt.

Qing'er, don't be afraid, even if my mother fights her life, she will protect you!

...

Yang Huaming sat on the stool beside the bed. Liu squatted in front of Yang Huaming with a big belly, washing Yang Huaming's feet.

There was a soybean oil lamp as big as mung beans in the room. It was clearly extinguished. Liu raised his face and looked at Yang Huaming, who was leaning on the chair, squinting his eyes like an old man, and lowered his voice and said, "Dad He'er, let's make a decision with you."

"What's the matter?" Yang Huaming asked casually without even opening his eyelids.

Liu pursed his lips and said, "You said, if the third brother is really ruined, will the third room really collapse? Will the three children in the third room rely on us to support them in the future?"

"That's something that's not obvious, but what's the point? Our parents are healthy and have them all day long. Humph, our Yang family can't count on splitting up!" Yang Huaming said.

This way, the whole family has been tied together. Although they can’t hide much money in their pockets, they can eat big pot rice, and no one can notice it even if they are lazy.

"Hey, I won't talk about the third room anymore. I heard my ears calluses this night. Don't you tell me what's going on?" Yang Huaming asked Liu again.

"What I want to make up for with you is related to the third bedroom or not!" Liu said, without delaying his hands, wrung out the handkerchief and wiped Yang Huaming's feet clean, picked up the shoes next to him and glanced at Yang Huaming and said, "The children in the third bedroom are all raised by big men. Otherwise, let's take a chance to beg our parents and adopt Xiao An of the third bedroom to our name. Hengshu doesn't want us to raise them by ourselves. If we adopt them, we will be our baby. In the future, we will be old and we will have sons to serve in front of the bed. After a hundred years, there will be someone who has fallen into the basin..."

Before Liu could finish his words, Yang Huaming's heart was kicked. He leaned back and fell to the ground with a wet footprint on his chest.
Chapter completed!