Outside the house, Ms. Liu was still unwilling and moved toward the east room.

Yang Ruoqing came to the door and gave Liu a cold look, but Liu stopped.

"Qing'er, my dear niece, I want to feed Kang Xiaozi. You know, his rabbit mouth is inconvenient to eat, so I, my mother, have to feed him..."

"You want to feed it into your own mouth, right?"

Yang Ruoqing directly interrupted Liu.

Ms. Liu chuckled, her eyes darting into the east room, like a fly trying to find a gap to bite into.

This shameless look aroused Yang Ruoqing's anger even more.

Yang Ruoqing moved her body and blocked the door of the east room, directly blocking Mrs. Liu's view.

"I'm talking about fourth aunt, I don't understand. You said that you are an adult and have become a grandmother, how can you be like reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

She asked directly without giving any face.

"Other people are just kids who are ignorant and greedy. You say you are an adult and you are still like this?"

"I even wonder if you are greedy or have something wrong with your brain?"

"Others say that eating people is short of mouth, and taking people is short of hands."

"Even the dog on the roadside will wag its tail at you if you throw a bone to it."

"what about you?"

"How much did my mother give you to eat? No matter what kind of food it is, as long as grandma and grandma have it, and other houses have it, you four houses will not be missed."

"what about you?"

"Did your four bedrooms give us snacks? You all hid in the kitchen and ate them secretly,"

"That's it, we don't care about the food. The key is that you still feel it's not enough after eating other people's food, and you still hurt others behind their backs. This is boring!"

Yang Ruoqing almost pointed at Mrs. Liu's nose and scolded her.

Mrs. Liu was scolded by Yang Ruoqing. She blushed and defended weakly: "Isn't this... Our family's conditions are just like this. We are not as rich as you, and we are poor and short-minded. There is nothing we can do about it."

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"It's a good saying that people are poor but have short ambitions. There are so many poor people out there. If everyone is like you, then stop being a human being and become beggars and beggars!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Even if you are a beggar, if you give him some food, he will still know how to say good things to you."

"What about you? Do you know how to chant? You only complain about why I didn't give enough?"

"Sheng Mi En, Dou Mi Qiu, I'm talking about people like you! My watermelon porridge is given to a few younger brothers and sisters. It's nothing to do with you, so go away!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing followed Liu's example and closed the door of the east room.

Mrs. Liu almost hit her nose and was so frightened that she quickly stepped back several steps and raised her hand to pat her pounding chest.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it. Who cares? I won't eat it if you give it to me!"

After spitting on the ground, Mrs. Liu ran back to the west room in anger.

In the east room, Ju'er, San Yatou and Kang Xiaozi were eating a bowl of watermelon porridge together. The children were eating a bowl of watermelon porridge happily.

Ju'er is over eight years old, and now Ju'er washes all the clothes in the four rooms in the morning.

Logically speaking, she should be sensible. Yang Ruoqing wondered if Ju'er would criticize her if she saw her quarreling with her mother like this.

So, he asked Ju'er: "Ju'er, are you angry with me? I just had a fight with your mother."

Ju'er raised her head and pouted at Yang Ruoqing.

"You can argue as much as you want, it has nothing to do with me. My mother doesn't like me anyway," Ju'er said.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised by Ju'er's answer.

Ju'er scooped a spoonful of watermelon porridge and stuffed it into her mouth, then clucked her lips and continued: "That's right, she only has Yang Ruohe in her heart. No matter what delicious food she makes, she always sticks to Yang Ruohe first."

"When they eat meat, they only eat lean meat. They feed me the meat and beat me and scold me."

"Yang Ruohe gave birth to a baby a few days ago. She left the three girls and Kang Xiaozi to me, and went to serve Yang Ruohe during confinement."

"She didn't care about the life or death of the three of us for several days. She came back and told the three of us,"

"I've been in Yujia Village for the past few days, eating a lot of poached eggs with Yang Ruohe, and I'm tired of them all."

"She asked Yu Jinbao to kill the chicken, but the chicken legs were not left for her, so she quarreled with Yu Jinbao and Yu Jingui and ran back to the village..."

Ju'er was eating watermelon porridge while complaining to Yang Ruoqing about Mrs. Liu.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a while.

On the one hand, I finally found out the inside story of Mrs. Liu not staying in Yujiacun to serve Yang Ruohe during her confinement period. It turned out that it was caused by greed.

But what's even more surprising is that eight-year-old Ju'er can actually say such a lot of words.

This child has matured mentally without knowing it. However, Ju'er, who grew up like a grass in such a family, is also very selfish, indifferent, snobbish and mean.

Yang Ruoqing seemed to be able to predict the miserable twilight of Yang Huaming and Liu...

"Ju'er, you damn girl, when did you learn to be so sharp-tongued?"

Mrs. Tan, who had been drinking her porridge in silence, finally couldn't help but speak out.

"Drink your porridge. If you keep talking nonsense, get out of this room. It's so noisy!" said Tan.

Tan is the master of the old Yang family's backyard, and Ju'er is afraid of the prestige that has been built up over a long period of time.

He stuck out his tongue and quickly lowered his head to drink the porridge without daring to say any more words.

Here, Mrs. Tan turned her head and looked in the direction where Yang Ruoqing's voice came from just now.

"Is there any news about your fourth uncle?" asked Tan.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I'm too lazy to ask."

Mrs. Tan sighed, "I've already become Ga Gong's man, and he still doesn't make me worry. Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about him. I don't know how many more years I can live, so that's it!

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Yang Ruoqing made no sound.

As a mother, there must be a certain corner in Tan's heart that contains her fourth uncle.

Among the five sons, the one I used to be proud of was my eldest uncle Yang Huaan.

The most pampered person was my fourth uncle Yang Huaming.

That's why my uncle was so self-righteous and ambitious.

This created the fourth uncle's taste for good food and laziness for cooking, and his laziness for selling bad food.

On the contrary, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou, who were not welcomed by the Tan family, survived like weeds and learned to take responsibility.

After Mrs. Tan and several children finished eating, Yang Ruoqing packed up the empty bowls and left the east room.

"Aunt Four didn't come over to have some watermelon porridge, right?"

When she and Sun were clearing away the dishes, Yang Ruoqing asked Sun.

Mrs. Sun shook her head, "She hasn't come here yet. Didn't you give it to her?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and told Mrs. Sun about her previous delivery of watermelon porridge.

"I have wanted to quarrel with her for a long time. I have been so shameless all my life. Now I have zero tolerance for her. I will no longer take care of any relatives, save face, or be tolerant."

Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!