Changping Village.

Because Yang Huazhong, Sun Shi, Yang Huazhou, Yang Yongjin, and Yang Ruoqing were not here, lunch was put on the table and everyone sat down at the same table.

The children picked up the dishes and carried them to the small table next to them, eating and playing at the same time.

Zhao Liu'er and Cao Bamei's sisters-in-law cooked the dishes, and the ingredients were bought by Yang Yongqing.

Nothing new, but really, two big vats of braised pork belly, one bowl with spicy food for the adults and one bowl without spicy food for the children.

Two large tanks of fat-headed fish weighing five to six kilograms were also burned, with and without spicy additions.

In addition, there are pork intestines, spinach and pork liver soup, fried cabbage, fried lotus root, fried peanuts, braised eggs, braised dried sesame and other dishes.

"Qing'er isn't here either, and there's no one to talk to me."

Mrs. Liu looked around and said while eating.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "She is tired and resting at home."

Cao Bamei said: "The kitchen left food for her, and Aunt Cuilian will bring it to Qing'er when she goes back later, so that you won't have to go back and cook it again."

Wang Cuilian declined with a smile.

Cao Bamei and Zhao Liu'er told them not to be polite, and they were not outsiders. Even Old Yangtou helped: "Cuilian, don't be polite to them. Bring a bowl to Qing Yatou, she likes spicy food."

At this point, Wang Cuilian could no longer refuse, thanked everyone, and sat down to eat her food in a reserved manner.

After the meal was finished, everyone dispersed one after another.

Yang Huamei also wanted to run away, but was caught by Tan and brought back to the east room.

After closing the door of the east room, Mrs. Tan said to Yang Huamei: "You don't want to stay with me for a little longer? Are you hiding from me, with a daughter like you?"

Yang Huamei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, we've been here for most of the day. I'm thinking about going home to tidy up the old house and the new house, and open the windows to get some fresh air. Why are we hiding from you?"

Tan made a face and pointed at the stool: "Since you didn't hide, then sit down. I have something to ask you."

Yang Huamei had no choice but to suppress her temper and sit down, "Mom, if you have anything to ask, just ask. After you finish asking, I can go back and clean the house early."

When Tan heard this, the boss was unhappy.

"What? You can't clean it up tomorrow?"

"I'm going back to town tomorrow."

"Are you going to stay at home for one night after this trip? Or even two nights?"

"We can't stay here. They are busy with business and there is no one to take care of our eldest grandson."

"Is Hongmei dead? She can't take care of her?"

"She can't do it. My eldest grandson recognizes me..."

"Okay, okay, you, a thing that's only two or three months old, can you recognize a ball?"

"Mom, no matter whether you recognize me or not, I have to go back, otherwise I won't worry. I am always worried that their young children will be hungry, thirsty, or cold, and I always feel a little confused..."

"Mei'er, you're a loser, what can I say about you?" Mrs. Tan was so angry that she gritted her teeth when she heard Yang Huamei's words. She looked at Yang Huamei as if she were looking at a piece of scrap metal.

Yang Huamei originally wanted to share some interesting stories about her eldest grandson with Mrs. Tan. But after hearing what Ms. Tan said, it was like a ladle of cold water was poured on her head. She suddenly felt bored and didn't want to say anything.

"Mom, if you want to ask anything, just ask it quickly. I really can't waste any time."

Yang Huamei said impatiently and stood up.

Tan became even more annoyed and said, "What else can I ask? I just want to ask you how your life has been in this town and whether they have bullied you!"

Yang Huamei wanted to laugh, "I've said it a hundred times, but I haven't fallen to that point yet. Besides, Dabai is now focused on business, working from dawn to dusk to take care of the shop. Our old Wang family is very, very good now!"

Although there are some minor frictions, most of them are due to her being a mother-in-law who can't stand some of the living habits of her daughter-in-law Hongmei.

But those are all small frictions in life. Who doesn’t have some stumbling blocks? I don’t want to tell my mother here. If I tell her, everything will be troubled by then.

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth and refused to let go. Seeing that Yang Huamei could not even tell the truth even if she lived or died, Tan had no choice but to give up.

Yang Huamei hurriedly 'escaped' out of the east room, took a long breath, and headed towards Lao Wang's house without stopping.

I haven't lived at home for a while, and even though I had tidied up the house before I left, when I opened the door again, the house was still full of dust.

The kitchen, chopping boards, and chopstick holders were all covered with black mold.

There was a damp and musty smell everywhere on the bed, in the closet, and on the clothes.

Yang Huamei boiled a large pot of hot water, washed and wiped it at home, and dried a large row in the yard.

After being busy for a while, I finally took a break and sat in the main room drinking tea.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing came over with a big belly.

"Auntie, are you in the house?"

Yang Huamei poked her head out and was surprised to see it was Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, why are you here? Come on, come inside and sit down."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I haven't seen my aunt for a while, so I came to see you."

When Yang Huamei heard this, she felt very touched.

"I didn't see you coming over to Yongqing for dinner earlier."

"Ha, I'm too lazy to go, I don't have much appetite."

"It's a month now, are you more tired?" Yang Huamei asked again with concern.

Yang Ruoqing touched her belly and said, "It's not bad. I have to go out for a walk when I'm tired. Sitting all the time won't make me sick."

"When will the baby be born? Is there a specific date?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "It should take a few months to fully calculate."

"Yeah, that's really fast." Yang Huamei said, "In this month, it can happen anytime. You need to prepare the things you need to have a baby anytime and anywhere, so you don't panic when you have a baby."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, everything is ready!"

"Aunt, I heard my aunt say before that you are going back to town tomorrow?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei nodded, "Yes, they are busy with business, so I have to do all the errands to take care of the children."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's better to be busy. Being busy means business is good, which is a good thing."

Yang Huamei also smiled, "Yes, I just hope to make more money."

"Auntie, the baby has grown up a lot now, right? It must be fun?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

When asked about her eldest grandson, Yang Huamei's chatter started immediately, "It's been almost three months. He's grown a lot, he can spit bubbles, and he's not very good at turning over yet. But if you tease him, he'll look at you."

, I can still giggle when I follow you with my eyes. I am a lot more sensible, which is really interesting..."

Once the chatterbox was opened, it was impossible to hold it back. Next, all I heard was Yang Huamei talking about all kinds of interesting things about her eldest grandson.

Even a micro-expression or a small movement seems to have become different after Yang Huamei's interpretation.

Yang Ruoqing has a principle: if she is in a good mood and wants to listen more when others gossip to her, then she should listen more.

If you don’t want to listen more, just listen less.
Chapter completed!