Ms. Liu grimaced in pain and held her stomach for a while before regaining her breath.

Yang Huaming was so angry that he almost jumped up from his stool, kicked over the basin on the ground, and poured all the foot-washing water on Mrs. Liu.

"I thought you were trying to conspire with me, but you're just talking about this shit-eating bastard! Adoption? Why would I adopt someone else's baby as my son? I don't know how to give birth to one myself?"

Mrs. Liu was so frightened that she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Yang Huaming. She muttered: "Dad He'er, don't get so angry. I'm thinking about you too. Isn't it... Isn't it true that two babies were born in one breath?"

Girl, if this baby in my belly is still a girl, I have no face to face you..."

"Why are you so shameless? If you really feel that you have no shame in treating me, just argue with yourself and try your best to give birth to me. I don't believe that. Why can all my brothers have sons, but I can't!"

Yang Huaming's face turned red and his neck became thick. He glanced at the two girls Xia He and Dong Mei who were woken up by the fright on the other side of the bed, and became even more furious.

"What are you watching? Just lie down and go to sleep. Watch the girl's movie and then watch me whip you!"

The two girls were so frightened that they almost cried. They pulled away the patched quilt and shrank back, hiding under the quilt and shivering!

There was a banging sound outside the window, and Tan's shouting and cursing came in immediately.

"What are you doing howling in your house in the middle of the night? If you can't sleep, why don't you go out and sweep the yard for me!"

Yang Huaming panicked and glared at Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Liu was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and did not dare to say anything. Yang Huaming put one bare foot behind the window and smiled apologetically at Mrs. Tan outside.

: "It was Mrs. Liu who spilled the foot-washing water. My son scolded him and woke up my mother. It was my son who deserved to die..."

"Hmph, a hen that only eats food but doesn't lay eggs is so clumsy that it deserves to be beaten to death, not to mention being trained!" Mrs. Tan spat and stomped back to her house until the sound of the door squeaking came from next door.

Yang Huaming in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and glared at Ms. Liu, who was still sitting on the ground wiping her tears, and said angrily: "Why don't you get up? Are you waiting for me to invite you?"

"Get up, get up, get up now!" Ms. Liu raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, lowered her head and climbed up with difficulty. She carefully packed the basin and handkerchief on the ground, waiting until she took them off to make them dirty.

He took off his clothes, rubbed his sore lower back for a while, turned around and walked back to the bed. Yang Huaming was lying there with his back stretched out, already snoring loudly.

Ms. Liu looked at the two girls huddled together on the side of the bed. They were both very skinny. She sighed secretly and caressed her bulging belly, her face filled with sadness.

She got a slap in the face tonight, and it still hurts, but she doesn't blame He'er's father.

If you want to complain, just blame yourself for your bad luck. Ten years after marrying into Lao Yang's family, she gave birth to two girls. In the third month of pregnancy, she went back to her parents' home and asked her to go to a nearby village.

The goddess asked her, and she was told that she was still a daughter, and that she was destined to have no children.

She kept this matter a secret and didn't dare to say a word to He'er's father! If He'er's father knew about it, he might really divorce her!

The night slowly passed by tossing and turning, until a glimmer of light appeared in the east, the rooster in the backyard chicken coop began to crow, and a new day began again...

Yang Ruoqing had a dream. She dreamed that she was like an animal, with her hands and feet tied up and put into a linen bag used to hold rice.

Then he was carried to an oxcart by Lao Yangtou and others, climbed several hills, and was sold to a nook and cranny of a village deep in the mountains and forests, to a widower whose wife died. The children of the widower's family were barefoot and full of

The eldest son is taller than she is, and she is excited to be a mother as soon as he comes.

During the day, she worked hard in the fields, cooked the family's meals, and washed the family's clothes. At night, when she got into bed, the old widower, who was still in his prime, pressed her under him and used all his strength to treat her like an animal.

Destroy her.

She couldn't use any of her abilities, and couldn't even push him away. But she still had a forehead and sharp teeth. She bumped her head and bit her teeth, struggling like crazy.

Kick and hit...

Then, "Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and a sharp pain came from her forehead. Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes and found that she was sitting on the ground panting. She was still wearing her sleeping clothes, but her clothes were already wet with cold sweat, and her palms were all covered in sweat.

sweat!

It turned out to be a dream, a false alarm!

Exhaling a breath, she just crawled back onto the bed when she suddenly heard noisy sounds coming from her parents' room next door, including Mr. Tan's cadence of yelling and cursing, her fifth uncle Yang Huazhou's rough-voiced argument, and her uncle's voice.

The sound of smoothing things over was also mixed with Sun's cry.

Yang Ruoqing was shocked. Yang Huazhong must have woken up and heard that Tan and the others wanted to sell her, so he begged Tan and angered Tan?

If that's really the case, then we can't reach an agreement, right?

The helpless and desperate feeling in the dream suddenly became clear, like a cold tide rushing in from all directions. The sleepiness suddenly disappeared. Yang Ruoqing hurriedly pulled the clothes hanging on the wooden rack at the corner of the bed and draped them around her body.

Not caring that his shoes were on backwards, he rushed out of the house with disheveled hair.

Next door, at the door of the west wing of the Yang Huazhong and Sun family's room, uncle Yang Hua'an was dragging his fifth uncle Yang Huazhou, who was blushing and thick-necked, toward the door. While pulling him, he scolded Yang Huazhou with a sullen face.

"...Why are you so crazy, Lao Wu, this morning? As a son, we can only listen to the decisions of our parents. Who gave you the courage to contradict our mother? Are you not afraid of lightning?"

"I don't care, I just can't sell Qing'er anyway. I'm the first one not to agree!" Yang Huazhou gasped.

Yang Huaan sneered contemptuously, "You don't agree? Who do you think you are? You have the final say in this house? What a joke!"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Isn't Qing'er your niece? When the third brother was healthy, you often asked him to help you with your work. Why are you so cold-blooded?" Yang Huazhou asked Yang Hua'an angrily,

When Yang Huaan heard this, he opened his eyes in anger.

"Who says I'm cold-blooded? I didn't sleep all night last night, thinking about the third bedroom. But I'm desperate. My daughter's family will have to leave the court sooner or later. Qing'er's husband's family has made it clear that they don't want her.

It's better to sell it. My daughter's family will have to get married sooner or later, isn't it? At this juncture, she can get some money for her father's medical treatment. It's not a loss! You old five, you are such an idiot, you just don't understand. No wonder you are both.

You’re twelve years old and your daughter’s family still doesn’t care about you!”

"Hmph, it's better for me to be a bachelor for the rest of my life than to be a cold-hearted and cold-blooded man like you who has a horde of sons!" Yang Huazhou pushed Yang Hua'an away, turned around and left, and saw Yang Ruoqing head-on. Yang Huazhou's chest was still pounding as he stepped forward.
Chapter completed!