"What can I do?"

"Mom, please leave it alone. From now on, if someone comes to talk to you and beg for mercy, just ignore it."

Mrs. Sun knew Yang Ruoqing's character, and she had made up her mind not to tell her. Even a mother like herself couldn't force her to find out.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. There are some women in our village who really want to let them know how powerful they are. Otherwise, they will make irresponsible remarks and tell lies with their eyes open," said Sun.

"Your father has been angry several times, but it's not easy to argue with a group of women. I'm useless. Fortunately, Qing'er, you have other ideas."

…

Yang Huazhong walked around outside and then came back. He wiped the snowflakes off his clothes at the door before entering.

"The pigsty toilets of several families in the village have collapsed. Fortunately, the houses have not collapsed so far. I specially selected a few families in Changrong to say hello and asked them to be careful. If there is wood at home that can be used for support, use it first.

Just make do with it, just wait until the snow stops and the sun comes out..."

Sun and Yang Ruoqing both listened attentively. Finally, Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, you are really a good and conscientious Li Zheng. If it had been any other Li Zheng, he would have been staying at home for the winter.

We don’t care whether the villagers live or die!”

Even if the roof of someone's house is crushed by snow, it is because the roof of that house is not strong, and the consequences are at your own risk.

"Dad, I was just discussing this with my mother. I planned to go to the old house to see my breasts, and then I'll talk to you later."

In the past, the relationship between Yang Ruoqing and Tan was shadowed by Yang Huazhong, and they would quarrel every time they met.

"Qing'er, maybe your baby is sick and doesn't recognize you. It's fine as long as you have that intention. There's no need to go to see you. Besides, it's snowing so hard..."

Yang Ruoqing could naturally guess what her father was worried about. She smiled and said: "Dad, don't worry, everyone has told me about the changes in my milk during this period. I know it well and will not tell her

We get noisy when we meet."

But Yang Huazhong was still a little worried, and Mrs. Sun said: "My father, don't worry, we Qing'er have already told you to be sensible."

Yang Huazhong just grinned and said, "Okay, if you can see your breasts, she will definitely be happy, so go ahead."

Yang Ruoqing went home and called Luo Fengtang to join her, brought gifts and came to the old house holding an umbrella.

I brought a few gifts, including snacks for the children in the eldest house, including Liao Meiying's son Zhen'er and Yang Yongqing's daughter in the backyard.

"Qing'er, I'll accompany you to the east room." Liao Meiying said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, sister-in-law, please stay and take care of Zhen'er. It's not like I don't know the way."

Zhao Liuer said: "We are afraid that we will scold you, so it would be safer to go with you."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I didn't provoke her, so why did she scold me for no reason?"

Zhao Liu'er said: "Who knows, my leg has almost healed in the past few days, and I can stand up and walk around the house, but my temper is getting more and more irritable, and I am clamoring to go to the master every day to settle the score."

"It's snowing heavily and she can't go out. Even if it doesn't snow, her legs won't be able to bear the cold. We won't let her go. She's very unhappy."

Hearing what the two sisters-in-law said, Yang Ruoqing understood that they were afraid that she would hit the muzzle of a gun.

"Since that's the case, it's okay. I feel more at ease now that I have two sisters-in-law escorting me. Let's go together," she said.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her in surprise, then understood.

Qing'er gave so many snacks to her sister-in-law's children. The sisters-in-law were grateful but couldn't find a way to repay them. Qing'er gave them a chance to give back.

In Luo Fengtang's heart, he labeled his daughter-in-law as considerate, considerate and open-minded.

Of course, he lost count of how many times he had put this label on his wife.

In the east room of the backyard, Yang Ruoqing and her entourage went to the door and knocked on the door. After knocking, they heard Tan's nervous voice coming from inside the house.

"Which one?"

"Nai, Qing'er and Tang Yazi are here to see you." Zhao Liuer answered on his behalf.

"Qing'er?" Mrs. Tan muttered, seeming a little surprised.

"Wait a minute!" she said immediately, and then there was a rustling sound.

"Did we come at the wrong time?" Liao Meiying asked in a low voice, looking a little uneasy.

Zhao Liuer also whispered: "It's possible, my grandma is probably urinating, and I heard a rustling sound."

Yang Ruoqing made a silencing gesture towards the two of them, and also said in a low voice: "My grandma is not urinating, but counting the wooden boxes in which she holds her belongings."

"No way? Qing'er, you can hear this?" Zhao Liu'er was surprised.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let's make a bet."

Soon, the door to the east room opened, and Mrs. Tan stood steadily behind the door.

For Yang Ruoqing, the image of Tan standing there did not have much impact on her, because Tan could also stand when she left the village.

Liao Meiying and Zhao Liu'er reacted very strongly, "Nai, your legs are just right. Uncle Fu said you can't catch a cold. You'd better go back to bed and lie down!"

Zhao Liuer said, stepping forward to support Tan.

Mrs. Tan waved her hand: "My legs are fine!"

She shook off Zhao Liu'er's hand and walked back to the bed with ease. When she opened the quilt and sat in, everyone in the room saw a wooden box next to the pillow. It was not the box Tan used to hide his belongings.

The one!

Zhao Liuer gently touched Yang Ruoqing's arm and gave a secret thumbs up.

Yang Ruoqing didn't take it seriously. She never thought that she knew Tan so well.

"Didn't you say you came to see me? Where are you? Why didn't you say anything?"

Mrs. Tan asked with a straight face as she sat leaning against the quilt.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other and came to the bedside.

"Milk, we are here." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang also smiled and greeted Mr. Tan respectfully.

Mrs. Tan turned to face the two of them. There was still no expression of happiness or displeasure on her face, but she said the second sentence to them: "It's a cold day and it's snowing. You don't want to stay at home."

Why are you running here? Isn't it cold?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "No matter how cold it is, I still have to come over and see you!"

Mrs. Tan curled her lips. In the past, when Yang Ruoqing said this, Mrs. Tan would definitely have ridiculed her and said all kinds of sarcastic remarks.

At this moment, Mrs. Tan just curled her lips, then raised her chin and said in the direction of the table: "There is hot tea on the table. You can pour it yourself and drink it. If you think my tea is not good, you can warm your hands."

.”

The people in front of the bed looked at each other in confusion. Is Mr. Tan... greeting?

"I won't drink the tea. We're not cold either. It's been snowing these past few days. Don't go outside and just rest inside." Yang Ruoqing warned.

Tan said: "I can't stop. I can't stop when I think of that old bastard your father."
Chapter completed!