"Meier, why are you saying those spineless words again? What's wrong with you kid?"

Tan's old hands that looked like dry tree bark covered Yang Huamei's forehead, trying to see if she had a fever and was talking nonsense.

Yang Huamei raised her hand and gently held Tan's hand, "Mom, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious. From now on, I just want to live a peaceful life. This matter... just let it pass. Don't look for it.

It’s from the Jiawang family…”

There are a lot of women in the village who talk nonsense like that, including my own fourth sister-in-law.

If we really wanted to fight those people who were gossiping behind their backs one by one, we would have to fight through most of the village.

The old ladies with toothless teeth under the old maple trees also had to be beaten, because they were also the main force in gossiping.

"Mom, I'm tired, I'm really tired. I just want to close the door and live my own life. Please help me and don't go to Jiawang's house..."

Yang Huamei begged again, her expression was sad and her eyes were red.

Mrs. Tan looked at her only daughter with a complicated expression, hating her for not getting her true heritage!

"Mei'er, I feel sorry for you, my poor daughter!"

Mrs. Tan hugged Yang Huamei and cried again.

"Mistress, don't cry now. I think my aunt's hair is still wet. She may get sick easily. Let her dry her hair first."

Yang Ruoqing brought a brazier over and said loudly.

Mrs. Sun also quickly said: "That's right, you can't catch a cold on your head."

Everyone had ignored this point in the previous fuss. They only saw Yang Huamei changing her clothes, lying in bed and drinking ginger soup, but they didn't expect that the change in her hair was due to Qing'er's carefulness.

This time, Mrs. Tan was very cooperative and quickly stepped aside.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu worked together to help Yang Huamei lie down on her side so that her hair hung down to the edge of the bed.

Yang Ruoqing thought of a way to bake Yang Huamei's hair without making her hair burn.

"Auntie, how do you feel now?" Yang Ruoqing squatted next to her and looked after her, and asked.

Yang Huamei's eyes were slightly narrowed, her face was pale, and she was still immersed in the fear of drowning.

"My head is warm now, and I feel much more comfortable. I was still shaking when I was wrapped in a quilt earlier!"

Now, I can't speak without clenching my back teeth.

"Auntie, you may feel uncomfortable these days. I suggest you stay in bed and rest. I will send you some medicine later. You'd better not do any work at home and let Xiao Hei and uncle share it with you."

Before Yang Huamei expressed her position, Mrs. Tan rushed to say: "Fat girl is good at this, you have to listen to her and don't show off!"

Yang Huamei smiled bitterly and nodded gently.

The Chinese New Year is coming up in two or three days. It’s really annoying. You can’t have them cook the New Year’s Eve dinner, right? How will it be cooked?

In the first month of the year, we still have to visit relatives and friends. Hey, I’m really obsessed with this. I’m going to fight with people. After a few quarrels, everyone goes back to their homes and that’s it!

While Yang Huamei was feeling regretful and regretful, Mrs. Jiawang was lying on the bed half dead.

Mrs. Jiawang gave birth to all her sons. She usually quarreled with whomever she had in the village, and the roaring noises of her sons helped her build up her momentum, allowing her to walk sideways in the village like a crab.

Over and over again, she had the illusion that God was first and she was second, so she could say random things and the elders of the family had to protect themselves!

The two daughters-in-law are quite filial, and the whole family makes her feel like a royal wife, so when she is by the pond, she dares to say things that others dare not say, and she dares to pluck Yang Huamei's inverse scales in front of her face.

To put it bluntly, I am too confident and want to be in the limelight.

As a result, he became very popular and almost lost his life.

What's even more annoying is that when she was sent home dripping wet, Jiawang and his sons were really furious at first. They immediately rolled up their sleeves and started to fight with someone.

As soon as they found out that the other party was Yang Huamei, except for the ignorant son who was only ten years old, all the other sons backed down.

The eldest and second child were even called back to the hut by their daughter-in-law, closed the door and went to think about it.

Jiawang's wife had to change her clothes with Jiawang's help. Jiawang was so clumsy that when he pulled and pulled, not only did she freeze, but he also tore two holes in the perfectly good clothes.

"Damn it, I'm freezing to death. I'm freezing to death. You don't know how to warm me up..."

Jiawang's wife was wrapped in a quilt and shaking into a ball. Jiawang and her youngest son were guarding the bedside. The usually royal wife was now in the cold palace.

"Yao'er, go and ask your two sisters-in-law to come over and cook a bowl of hot soup for your mother, and then boil some water to warm your hands and feet!"

Jiawang only knows how to take care of crops, but is an idiot when it comes to housework. He can't even cook a hard-boiled egg.

The old man ran out and came back angry soon after.

"My eldest brother's two nephews were at home. They said that my eldest sister-in-law's natal family suddenly sent a message saying that the old woman had fallen. My eldest sister-in-law asked my eldest brother to take her back to her natal family."

"Why didn't you fall earlier and later but why did you fall now?" Jiawang looked surprised.

The grandson's grandma is the eldest daughter-in-law's natal grandmother, and the old lady is almost eighty years old and still jumping around as if she had eaten longevity grass.

If something happens, they will have to beat gongs and drums to deliver wreaths, and it will cost a fortune, but don’t be locked up this year!

"Throw a ball, the evil one in the boss doesn't want to come over and serve me!" Mrs. Jiawang scolded her while she was wrapped in a quilt, her teeth chattering and her words were unclear.

"What about your second sister-in-law?" Jiawang asked Yao'er again.

Yao'er frowned and said, "The door of my second brother's house was locked. I asked the people next to me and they said that the two of them took the child out of the house and I don't know where they went."

"I'm probably going back to my parents' house..." Mrs. Jiawang scolded her again.

"These two vixens, smiling tigers, they stick to my butt and flatter me when I'm jumping around. Now I need someone to serve me, so I'm hiding. The boss and the second are also pretending to be filial. I have nothing to do with raising you."

Use, ahhhh, sneeze!”

A loud sneeze hit Yao'er, and Yao'er's head and face were covered with saliva and snot.

Yao'er clenched her fists and blushed: "I'm going to go to Lao Wang's house and beat up that bad woman to help my mother vent her anger!"

"My youngest son should still be filial..."

"Nonsense!"

Jiawang grabbed his youngest son who was about to run out, while glaring at his mother-in-law on the bed.

"You're like this, can't you stop?"

The woman was so angry that she opened the quilt and sat up to argue with Jiawang: "Young man, I've been bullied. Why don't you help me vent my anger and why don't you let Yao'er help me? You're a weakling and a coward!"

"

The woman's words seemed to have given Yao'er chicken blood. He struggled and kicked in Jiawang's hands, shouting that he wanted to beat Yang Huamei.

Jiawang yelled: "You are only ten years old. Who can you beat? I also have a son. Can you beat Xiao Hei?"

Yao'er naturally recognized Xiao Hei, he was dark and strong, almost like his third brother.

When I went to find my elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to come over to boil hot water, my third brother was squatting in the yard.

I heard that the eldest brother and the second brother had all gone out, and the third brother turned around and ran away. He didn't know where he went. This made Yao'er very confused.
Chapter completed!