Yang Huamei put Zhuangzhuang on the ground and asked him to hold her legs and stand steady.

Then, she grabbed the lock and raised her eyes to take a closer look.

It doesn't matter if you don't take a look, but you will be shocked if you take a look.

Someone actually stuffed a piece of thatch into this keyhole!

No wonder the key couldn't open the keyhole. It took a long time to figure out that the lock had been tampered with!

"Who the hell put thatch in the keyhole of my house? He must die a good death. I curse him (her) to give birth to a son without an asshole!"

Yang Huamei turned her head towards the courtyard door behind her and cursed loudly.

A neighbor happened to be passing by the door after finishing work. Hearing Yang Huamei's scolding, the neighbor stopped and asked about the situation.

Hearing what Yang Huamei said, the neighbor was stunned for a moment and raised his hand to point to the entrance of the village: "I came over there earlier and saw your little black boy wandering around the field ridge with a piece of foxtail grass in his hand. Could it be your family? Xiaohei is teasing you?"

Dog's tail grass?

Yang Huamei once again put her eyes close to the keyhole to take a look. She saw it wrong before. It was not thatch, but actually a dog's tail grass!

Xiaohei! Dogtail grass!

Yang Huamei understood everything immediately. She picked up Zhuang Zhuang and walked angrily to the entrance of the courtyard. Then she walked in a circle and sent Zhuang Zhuang to the low thatched house where Wang Hongquan lived in the last courtyard.

Wang Hongquan had already finished taking a shower. He was wearing a pair of fat cow-nosed shorts, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, and was sitting under a large sycamore tree in the yard enjoying the cool air.

There was a handkerchief on his shoulder that had been washed so long that the color could no longer be distinguished. From time to time he would lift one end of the handkerchief to his face and wipe a handful of hot sweat from his forehead.

He was still muttering in his mouth: "Ghost, it's so hot that it's so hot that it's not stopping even after the sun goes down. Bah..."

Yang Huamei was thinking about Xiao Hei, and without looking up, she just walked into Wang Hongquan's small yard with Zhuang Zhuang in her arms.

When she came to her senses and raised her eyes to see Wang Hongquan in front of her dressed in such a distinguished manner, she staggered. Her first reaction was to turn around and run away, pretending not to see anything.

However, it was already too late to turn around and run away, so her second thought was to gouge out her own eyes.

"Oh, Zhuangzhuang is here? Is Zhuangzhuang here to see my great-grandpa?"

Wang Hongquan was very happy when he saw his great-grandson coming, and he quickly got up and came over to hug him.

As a result, Yang Huamei hugged Zhuang Zhuang and backed away, turned her face aside in disgust, and scolded Wang Hongquan: "What are you wearing? You don't even have any clothes on!"

Wang Hongquan lowered his head and looked at the shorts he was wearing, and said nonchalantly: "Why aren't you wearing them? What could these be if they weren't clothes? Could it be dog skin?"

Yang Huamei still turned her face to the side, with a look of disgust on her face, "You should wear some trousers or a top, it looks scary when you are shirtless like this!"

Wang Hongquan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to tease Zhuangzhuang anymore. He turned around and walked into the thatched house behind him.

He was still mumbling: "You care what I wear? I didn't let you see it. My wife's responsibility is still on my father-in-law. If you can, please give me a few more sets of clothes for the summer. You are stingy." Baba’s…”

Yang Huamei, who was not deaf, basically heard all of Wang Hongquan's mumbling words.

But Yang Huamei didn't want to talk to him about that at the moment. In her opinion, what this old man said was bullshit.

If she really didn't buy him clothes, shoes, socks, food, etc., how could this old man survive until now if he didn't have to give birth?

But it's impossible to take good care of this old man's daily life.

After all, she is a daughter-in-law, not a biological daughter.

Even if they were biological daughters, the two sisters Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua did not pay as much to the old man as they did to her daughter-in-law.

In fact, the second sister had cut off contact with her parents' family a few years ago. Only the eldest sister Wang Cuihua still maintained contact. She would come to visit the old man during the holidays, buy him some food, or if something happened at home, she would take care of it.

I ordered a few dishes and sent my eldest son-in-law to pick up old Wang Hongquan for a meal, that's all.

If there is still a breakthrough, it would be to make two new pairs of shoes for the old man during the Chinese New Year and give him a red envelope for the New Year. There really can’t be more...

So in the final analysis, this old man can survive to this day only by his son and wife.

After her son died, it was her daughter-in-law who took care of everything.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and look after Zhuangzhuang for me, I'm going to find someone to help me unlock the door!"

Yang Huamei put Zhuang Zhuang directly on the ground, pointed at Wang Hongquan's back, and signaled Zhuang Zhuang to come over.

As expected, Zhuangzhuang crookedly came to Wang Hongquan's body and hugged Wang Hongquan's legs.

"Zhuang Zhuang is given to you, just watch it!" Before leaving, Yang Huamei was still worried about Zhuang Zhuang, so she said this again, and this time she left the small courtyard without looking back.

Wang Hongquan was still angry with Yang Huamei at first, but when his legs were hugged by Zhuang Zhuang, Wang Hongquan's heart suddenly softened.

He turned around and lowered his head, looking at the great-grandson who was holding his thigh and giggling at him with his chubby little face, as if he had seen Wang Shuanzi when he was a child.

Yes, Zhuang Zhuang looks the most like Wang Shuanzi. When Wang Hongquan saw Zhuang Zhuang, it was like seeing Wang Shuanzi back then.

The reason why Yang Huamei loves Zhuang Zhuang so much is because Zhuang Zhuang is her eldest grandson, his son's son.

Another reason is that Zhuang Zhuang looks similar to Wang Shuanzi.

Every time Yang Huamei sees Zhuang Zhuang, it is like seeing Wang Shuanzi, and she feels great comfort in her heart.

So at this moment, Wang Hongquan leaned down and picked Zhuang Zhuang up.

"Haha, baby Dandan, are you hungry? Grandpa will bring you some candy, okay?"

…

Yang Huamei ran to Yang Huazhong's house in one breath.

Yang Huazhong's family had just finished dinner and were clearing the table and preparing to take a bath and cool off.

Yang Huamei rushed in and said to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, please help me and pick the lock on my door!"

Yang Huazhong was surprised, "Why do you want to pick the lock if you are so good?"

Yang Huamei said: "It won't work without prying. That beast Xiao Hei stuffed the dog's tail grass into the door lock. It's so blocked that the door can't be opened at all!"

At this time, Yang Huazhong was even more surprised, "What's going on with him? Why does a good guy do that?"

Yang Huazhong did not say the next sentence.

That is, is that kid full of food? How old is he, and he is still playing this trick? Is he not clear-headed?

"Where's the little black man?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

And, with a stern look on his face: "He caused the trouble, so he should be asked to clean up the mess!"

Yang Huamei was about to cry without tears, and at the same time she was grinding her teeth with hatred.

"Third brother, if I could find him, I would have torn off his pig head and chopped off his ungrateful claws!"

Yang Huazhong understood that Xiao Hei ran away after doing something bad.

But two hours ago, when he went to Lao Wang's house, what he saw was still the picture of Yang Huamei and Xiao Hei's loving mother and son.

Why is there suddenly a commotion again?

Nowadays, Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing are similar in this regard, and they are not interested in asking about the old Wang family's bad things.

They tossed and turned, and for a while they were so noisy that they wished they could never have contact with each other forever, thus severing the relationship between mother and son.

But after a while, the relationship was repaired again, and the family was a family of flesh and blood relatives. Others were superfluous and the culprits of sowing dissension!

So at that moment, Yang Huazhong stopped asking any more questions and stood up directly and walked to the backyard.

At the same time, he said to Yang Huamei: "You go back first, I will go to the backyard to get the tools!"

Yang Huamei said: "I'll wait for you, third brother, here!"

Even if I go back, I can't get into the house. I stand at the door like a coward in a daze.

Yang Huazhong did not express any opinion on Yang Huamei's choice and went straight to the backyard.

Mrs. Sun poured a bowl of tea and came out to greet Yang Huamei. Yang Huamei waved her hand and said to Ms. Sun: "Sister-in-law, don't bother me. I'll stand for a while and leave."

Mrs. Sun held a tea bowl and stood with Yang Huamei at the door of the hall, waiting for Yang Huazhong together.

Soon, Yang Huazhong took the guy over and went with Yang Huamei to Lao Wang's house to pick the lock.

Mrs. Sun stayed at home and continued to clear the dishes. When the dishes were almost cleared, Yang Huazhong had not returned yet, but Yang Ruoqing came over.

"Mom, I brought watermelon to you and my dad. I've been chilling it in the well all day, but it's cold."

The reason why it is said to be given to parents is because Lao Yangtou has formed a habit of going to bed after dinner.

And although Old Yangtou is in good health and has strong bones, he is an old man after all, so he must pay special attention to his diet.

"Your father went to help your Aunt Meier pick the lock on the door, and he hasn't come back yet," said Mrs. Sun.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Mrs. Sun then told her about Xiao Hei stuffing a piece of dogtail grass into the keyhole.

"I don't know what's wrong with that kid Xiaohei. He has to do that kind of thing. He's really ignorant!"

It's such a hot day that Mei'er and Zhuangzhuang are not allowed to enter the house. Even Qing'er's father can't rest.

Mrs. Sun felt sorry for Yang Huazhong, but she was too shy to say it out loud.

But how could Baozi Niang's thoughts escape Yang Ruoqing's fiery eyes?

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Come on, let's eat watermelon first!"
To be continued...