With Yang Huazhong's approval, Yang Huamei gained confidence.

"I will go with you then." Yang Huazhong said again, rolling up his sleeves while speaking.

If that boy Dabai really doesn't recognize his relatives and even ignores his own mother, don't blame his third uncle for cleaning up the beast.

Yang Huamei originally wanted to say yes, but when she saw Yang Huazhong rolling up his sleeves, she suddenly thought of something, her face changed slightly, and then she shook her head: "Third brother, no, no, no, I'll just go by myself."

"You are having a conflict with Lao Wang's family right now. How can you go alone? Go in the hot summer?"

"I'll rest while walking..." Yang Huamei's eyes averted slightly, "If I meet a villager I know on the road driving an oxcart to the town, I'll hitch a ride. At most, I'll pay two cents..."

Yang Huazhong waved his hand: "Why bother? I'll drive a carriage to take you there, it's settled!"

He pulled away and stood up, "I'll go find the fourth child and you two can talk."

After saying these words, he turned around and left the main room.

In the room, Yang Huamei looked anxious. She put the honey water in her hand aside and quickly took Sun's hand and begged: "Third sister-in-law, can you help me persuade third brother not to go?"

"Why? Your third brother means well..." For a person who always thinks from the good and bright side, Sun was very puzzled by this.

Yang Huamei knew that Mrs. Sun had misunderstood, and hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands: "Third sister-in-law, don't think too much about it, I didn't mean anything else.

Of course I know that the third brother is doing it for my own good and is worried that I will get hurt, so he said he wants to accompany me. I don’t want him to get hurt."

"Haha..." Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and chuckled twice.

"Auntie, are you worried that my father will use his power as an elder to deal with Dabai if you disagree?"

The words pierced her thoughts, Yang Huamei looked embarrassed, bit her lip, and nodded calmly.

"Yes, it's not that I feel sorry for Dabai. That kid should have been beaten a long time ago. I'm worried that I'll ruin the third brother's body with anger. It's not worth it."

Facing Yang Huamei's weak explanation, Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Sun also turned his eyes slightly, not wanting to reveal the truth.

But Sun and Yang Ruoqing ignored that there was another real person in the hall, a pioneer of justice.

"Mei'er, who among us doesn't know who? Don't tell those lies. If you feel sorry for Dabai, just admit it. No one will laugh at you!"

Yang Huamei's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head and stared at the ground, looking for cracks in the ground.

"Mei'er, please don't make trouble if I say something that doesn't sit well with you. People like your Dabai who were brats when they were little and are brats when they grow up will probably have a hard time getting married in the future."

"Which girl from a good family in Shiliba Village would want to marry a man who is not stingy?"

Yang Huamei suddenly raised her head, with some astonishment in her eyes. The flush on her face was unclear whether it was humiliation or anger. Her voice trembled slightly: "Sister-in-law Four, don't say that. Although my Dabai is a little lame, he doesn't delay his work. The most important thing is

It’s his facial features that are handsome and fair, and he is prettier than Shuanzi and I..."

"Oh, this man doesn't rely on his appearance to make a living. Any man who relies on his appearance to make a living is a soft rice king, and others won't take him seriously." Ms. Liu looked dumbfounded and looked at Yang Huamei like a child, "

Besides, no matter how handsome your Dabai is, can he be as handsome as Mu Zichuan? Mu Zichuan is a handsome man, and he is also a prostitute, but he is already over thirty and still has a wife!"

Mrs. Liu carried Mu Zichuan out to talk about the matter, and Yang Huamei was immediately speechless.

In front of Mu Zichuan, my own Dabai said something unpleasant, no matter what, he was not worthy of carrying shoes.

"Fourth Aunt, you're going too far. If you're talking about Dabai, just talk about Dabai. Don't talk about Zichuan."

Yang Ruoqing's face was calm, but her tone was a little more serious.

Mrs. Liu glanced at Yang Ruoqing and realized that she was a little unhappy. Mrs. Liu recalled the rumors she had heard in the past. Mu Zichuan never got married because she couldn't let go...

She glanced at Yang Ruoqing secretly again, quickly closed her mouth and tilted her head to the side.

Mrs. Sun said a few more words to help Yang Huamei, and told Yang Huamei that she would try her best to persuade Yang Huazhong not to go to town. Yang Huamei felt a little relieved and went straight back to the guest room to accompany Mr. Tan.

"Fourth younger sister, please don't say that to Mei'er again. Mei'er is no longer the heartless sister-in-law she used to be. In the past two years, she has been tortured by the two children at home so much that her energy has almost disappeared.

She is really pitiful, please stop irritating her..."

After Yang Huamei left, Mrs. Sun warned Mrs. Liu with serious words.

Mrs. Liu was a little unconvinced: "I told the truth, not to provoke. Those two children in her family are a scourge and a waste..."

Sun shook her head slightly and smiled helplessly: "No matter how bad it is, no matter how useless it is, it's just the flesh that fell from Mei'er's body. It's so bad that she can't kill them even if it drips water. It can only add trouble to Mei'er, so why bother?"

San Yatou, Mianmian, Xiuxiu, Luo Baobao and other young girls came over, and the conversation in the room was instantly dominated by them.

"I haven't seen Xueyun in the past two days. Have you gone back to Changle County?"

Mrs. Sun asked Mrs. Liu in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting next to her, so Sun could have asked her, but now Liu was Liu Xueyun's mother-in-law-to-be, so Sun asked Liu first.

Yang Ruoqing understands the good intentions in this, and Mrs. Liu understands it even better.

Mrs. Liu smiled broadly, with the sense of superiority of a prospective mother-in-law in her eyes: "I also heard from the third girl that Xueyun went back to Changle County to burn incense for the deceased relatives at home, and he will be back after a while."

"Oh!" Mrs. Sun nodded lightly, "That's right. This year he will go alone to burn incense and celebrate the festival. It will be fine by this time next year, and the three girls can be with him."

Mrs. Liu smiled, "I can't bear to leave you three girls. I want to stay with you for a while longer."

Mrs. Sun gently patted the back of Mrs. Liu's hand: "Hey, even if we get married, we can still see each other often."

The young girls were chattering at the table, and the women were drinking tea nearby. After a while, the three brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Yang Huazhou entered the main room together.

In order to celebrate the Ghost Festival, Yang Huazhou rushed back from Qing'an County. The men came in, and the girls quickly backed away from the table. They didn't know what kind of suggestion was made, and a group of people crowded outside the yard.

"What are you going to do with all this going back and forth?" Ms. Liu asked in a high voice, looking at their backs.

Luo Baobao turned his head and responded: "Sigaba, we have something to do at my house."

"What's going on? Come and tell Sigaba."

"Young people's secrets should not be asked by old people!"

"Oh, this kid, is he sleeping with an old man?" Ms. Liu raised her hand and wiped her face.

Yang Huaming said: "Your face is covered with old tree bark, what are you if you're not an old person?"

Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and spat at Yang Huaming: "Hey, I am an old man and you are a young man? As long as your parents are still alive in our family, we are all young people and in our prime!"

"Dad, Mom," suddenly it was like a stone thrown into the center of the lake, causing ripples in circles.

"It's almost noon. Are our dad and the others... still going to come back?"

Yang Huazhou looked at the sun outside the yard and said to himself.

Yang Huazhong said nothing, but his brows were furrowed tightly.

Yang Huaming was fanning his sweat-soaked clothes and grinned: "What the hell are you coming back? I've come back a long time ago. Not only did the old man not come back, but Yongxian and Yongbai were nowhere to be seen either.
Chapter completed!