"Third brother, you are pretending to be dead. Your wife and your daughter are working together to squeeze on your mother. Why don't you even say a fart?"

There was a brief silence in Yang Huazhong's room, and then the man's rough voice came.

"Mom, why do you have to force me to say that you are so messy, is it interesting? No one should say anything, just go to the toilet."

"What"

Mrs. Tan fell down in anger.

Then he gnashed his teeth and cursed towards Yang Huazhong's house, "You damn bastard, you pulled something out of my mother's intestines. When you have a wife, you forget about your mother. If I had known you were such a wolf-hearted person, you should have been squeezed to death the moment you landed on the ground."

"barrel"

With these words, Yang Huazhong in the room became silent.

It also made Sun and Yang Ruoqing, who were listening in the yard, twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Old Yangtou's angry voice rang out from the stove in the upper room, "It's so late at noon, and I don't let anyone calm down. Everyone has eaten gunpowder or something."

Mrs. Tan turned her head and glanced at Old Yang, and said angrily, "It's useless to raise a son. Breastfeeding is not as good as kissing. I have finally seen through this."

The vulgar words reached Sun's ears, and she immediately blushed with embarrassment and wished she could find a crack in the ground to drill into.

In the room, Yang Huazhong's angry voice came out again, accompanied by the banging sound of fists hitting the bed board.

"Isn't it just my daughter showing off her bean dregs? Isn't it just Mei'er who went to the latrine? Why are you bringing up so many things?"

"Who is a mother in the world who doesn't hope for the good of her son and daughter-in-law? I wish I had known you were such a mother, and I would rather not have come to this world."

"Mom, if you don't like me, go and carry a bucket to pee right now, and then I'll press you to death. After all, my legs are also lame, and I'm a useless person."

""

Mrs. Tan didn't expect that her third son, who was always honest and dull, could actually make such a conversation.

Made her speechless

At the same time, an inexplicable feeling of grievance arose in Tan's heart.

Over there, Old Yangtou also heard what Yang Huazhong said.

The old man's face looked ugly.

The words of the third son, every word, are heartbreaking.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't blame the third son for being resentful.

Since the family division, Mrs. Tan, a mother, has never set foot in her third son's house.

He let out a long sigh, and his eyes fell on Yang Huamei, who was covering her mouth and nose next to Tan and still retching from time to time.

"The young lady's body is too weak for the life of a maid, and she can't even smell the smell of beans. When she gets married, how can she take care of the housework and go to the toilet as soon as possible?"

Yang Huamei was so frightened that she peed after being scolded by Old Yang, and she quickly ran to the toilet, holding her stomach.

Old Yang glared at Mr. Tan again, who was holding his nose and crying loudly, "Don't be embarrassed by this person, just go ahead and do what you have to do."

Mrs. Tan twitched and chased Yang Huamei to the toilet. Before leaving, she didn't forget to give Sun and Yang Ruoqing a hard look.

Mrs. Sun lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

Yang Ruoqing made a face towards Tan.

Mrs. Tan was so angry that she was in a mess in the wind. If it weren't for Old Yangtou standing there, she would have really made a splash.

When Mr. Tan also left, Old Yangtou's expression softened a bit.

He did not ignore Sun and Yang Ruoqing as usual, but smiled slightly at Yang Ruoqing.

He also glanced at the bean dregs in the big sieve and nodded approvingly, "Fat Ya, you have a good brain and figured out the secret of making tofu. From now on, you can supplement your household income by selling tofu, and your life will get better and better. You

I’m relieved now.”

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, thinking she was hallucinating.

Old Yangtou actually praised her

This is even more strange than the sun coming out from the west.

As for reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Yang Ruoqing also raised the corners of her lips at Old Yang, and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment. I will make tofu well, earn money to treat my father's legs, and provide education for my younger brothers."

When it came to treating Yang Huazhong's legs, the smile on Old Yang's face froze.

When the third bedroom was separated, everyone knew it in their hearts without saying anything.

The third child is disabled, and the third wife is a burden. This burden must be thrown away.

"Well, okay, okay," Old Yang said "yes" two times in a row, and moved his eyes from Yang Ruoqing to Sun.

"Your grandma and your aunt are just like that. They may have a bad mouth, but they have a good heart. Don't take it seriously. We are all a family."

Sun and Yang Ruoqing also nodded.

"Okay, then you guys get busy first, I'll go over first."

"Hey, let's go slowly"

After Lao Yangtou left, Mrs. Sun hurriedly went to Yang Huazhong's house to comfort Yang Huazhong.

Yang Ruoqing broke the last few handfuls of bean dregs evenly and spread them out to dry, then turned and returned to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Da'an stood in front of the door, holding a fire stick in his hand, his handsome little face livid.

"Yeah, you look so ferocious that it scares me."

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue and went straight to the pot.

"My grandma and my sister-in-law have gone too far and made people angry. If I hadn't come out to mediate the situation, I would have rushed out and beaten them with a fire stick," Da'an said in a dull voice.

Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her lips while stirring the boiling soy milk in the pot with a spatula.

"It's their business how they like to jump. If they really want to jump on me, they're asking for trouble. I won't let them get used to it."

"If I don't come to mediate today, I will definitely give my sister-in-law a good beating. If I don't beat her to death, she will be clean."

"Pfft"

When Da'an heard Yang Ruoqing's words, he couldn't help laughing.

The gloominess on Xiaojun's face also disappeared.

"You brat, how dare you laugh at your sister, what did I say wrong?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and gave Daan an angry look.

Da'an suppressed his laughter and quickly shook his head, "Don't dare, don't dare, everything my sister said is right."

"Hey, that's right," Yang Ruoqing said without blushing.

She pursed her lips towards the door of the stove and signaled to Daan, "Why are you so stupid and leaving your post without permission? Sit back to your place quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes." Da'an sat back at the door of the stove and continued to fiddle with firewood.

Yang Ruoqing carefully observed the changes in the soy milk water in the pot and temporarily put down the spatula.

He turned around and grabbed the big bowl he had brought quickly, and started to make some sour water.

"Sister, wait a moment"

Daan suddenly spoke up.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw him standing up, rushing to the kitchen door and closing it.

He turned around again and said, "Sister, we can do it."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, then smiled and cast an appreciative look at Daan.

What a good boy, he's smart enough and knows how to protect his privacy so that others don't learn this secret recipe.

"Da'an, when my sister makes money later, we can choose a good piece of land in the village and build a new house with tiles."
Chapter completed!