When Old Yangtou heard what Sun said, his eyes fell thoughtfully on Yang Ruoqing, who was still picking at the mud with a silly smile, and his expression seemed to relax a little.

Mrs. Sun secretly observed the expression on Old Yangtou's face, her heart twisted together, and she was a little afraid that she had almost revealed the truth about Qing'er's sobriety.

Silly girl, they all have the idea of ​​selling. If they knew Qing'er was awake, it would be fine.

"What the third daughter-in-law said makes sense. I'm afraid no one will want a fat girl like this." Old Yangtou came to this conclusion after scanning Yang Ruoqing's body.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched fiercely. This evaluation by the host grandpa is really pertinent.

I just heard Old Yangtou continue to say, "Wang Po is in the business of selling people's clothes. We can't fool her. Maybe she will follow the truth and say that our Old Yang family is fooling people."

Mrs. Tan curled her lips and said disapprovingly, "Good goods are easy to sell, cheap goods are sold cheaply. In those villages in the mountains and valleys behind, there are many brothers who share the same daughter-in-law. No matter how stupid or ugly the fat girl is, at least she is."

Let me buy someone who squats to urinate. As long as she can plant seeds and give birth to babies in this land, isn't it a success?"

Old Yang fell silent, as if he acquiesced to Tan's words, and started smoking the dry cigarette again.

Sun's face turned completely pale, and she immediately knelt down in front of the bed and cried, "Father, mother, please don't betray Qing'er. She is only twelve years old, and she is still a child who has not grown up."

"You're already so fat, but you're still blind before you can open your eyes," Tan said angrily.

"Father, mother, if you want to sell it, sell it to me and keep Qing'er." Mrs. Sun knocked her head on the ground, making a thumping sound.

Mrs. Tan rolled her eyes and spat at Mr. Sun, "Everything is big or small. Your father and I have the final say in this family. Then it's your turn to have the final say. If I sell you, who will serve you?"

Third, who is going to pull my two eldest grandsons? I said to the third daughter-in-law, why are you so stupid-headed? You are just a stupid girl. What is there to feel sorry for? When I go back and heal the third child’s legs, do you want to have a baby?

Several girls will have as many girls as they want. I won’t stop you. This matter is settled now. You go back to your own house and don’t get into trouble with this."

Mrs. Sun paused, but did not get up, and continued to kowtow.

There was a clear and crisp sound, and Old Yangtou's face darkened, and Mrs. Tan's face also became a little more ferocious.

My third daughter-in-law, I can pinch this clay figurine as much as I want, but I don’t dare to let go of it. What are you going to do tonight? Are you so crazy?

Mrs. Tan was about to start scolding someone, when suddenly a huge black figure jumped towards her from the corner in front of the door. Mrs. Tan took a look and saw that it was that stupid and fat girl. Just as she was about to start yelling,

Suddenly, the fat girl in front of him raised his hand, and two handfuls of smelly soil were slapped on both sides of Tan's face, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"Milk, eat, daddy, hehe"

Mrs. Sun looked up and turned pale with fright. She hurriedly confessed to Mr. Tan, picked up Yang Ruoqing who was still dancing and giggling, and escaped from the east wing.

When Tan came back to his senses, he pulled the two lumps off his face and put them in front of his eyes for a closer look. He almost fainted out of breath.

Mud mixed with snot, saliva and chewed-up bean foam

There was smoke rising from Tan's head, and he screamed and cursed as he was about to put on his shoes and go to the ground to give chase, but Old Yang stopped him.

"Qing'er is stupid. You are a nurse, so don't be serious with a child. What are you like?"

"That fool is deliberately trying to get in trouble with me. He doesn't know how painful it is until he peels off her skin."

"That's all, the third child is like this, just calm down. The queen will be here in two days, so go to bed."

The head of the family, Lao Yang, had already spoken. No matter how unwilling he was, Mrs. Tan had no choice but to give up. She cursed a few more words, pulled up the quilt and covered her head before going to sleep.

"Third sister-in-law, what's wrong with your forehead?"

In the west wing room opposite Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou was really shocked when he saw Sun's red, swollen, broken and bleeding forehead.

"Grandpa wants to sell me out, so my mother kowtows to beg for mercy." Yang Ruoqing replied before Sun could.

"Ah" Yang Huazhou was horrified and asked hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, is what Qing'er said true? How did my parents come up with such a ridiculous idea? What on earth is going on?"

Mrs. Sun lowered her head, covered her mouth and sobbed softly. When she heard Yang Huazhou ask, she just shook her head slightly, came to the bed and took a look at Yang Huazhong who was still sleeping on the bed, sighed a few times, and stood next to him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, gently held Yang Huazhong's hand exposed outside the quilt, lowered his eyelids, and shed tears.

Seeing Mrs. Sun's expression of muffled tears, the impatient Yang Huazhong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Uncle Wu, please don't ask my mother. I'll tell you what's going on."

In a few words, Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhou everything that happened at the old Yang family meeting at night, as well as the plans of old Yang and his wife to keep them here.

"Grandpa, it's all decided. I'm leaving my mother here to inform her that she will sell me to get money for my father's leg treatment."

"How could they do this?" Yang Huazhou's eyes were so angry that they almost popped out of his head. "When my third brother was in good health, he couldn't even make a dent in the big, second and fourth bedrooms. My third brother never declined a word.

Each one belongs to one of my own brothers. My third brother is in trouble right now. Each one of them is pushing back and forth, and they are all eager to tell them what they are. I will go to them to argue with them."

As Yang Huazhou said this, he was about to rush out of the house, but Yang Ruoqing, who had quick eyes and quick hands, caught him.

"Uncle Wu, it's already midnight and everyone is asleep. If you have anything to say, we can wait until tomorrow."

"No, if you don't say this, I won't be able to close my eyes tonight." Yang Huazhou scratched his neck, his dark face turned red, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

Of the five brothers, the third brother loves him the most. From childhood to adulthood, the third brother has always taken him with him, no matter whether he is going up the mountain or down the river.

That year he contracted chickenpox and was half-dead. Everyone in the village said he could not be saved. Even his parents cruelly wrapped him in a broken bamboo mat and sent him to a broken cave in the back mountain to die.

It was the third brother who sneaked over at night, gave him water, food and medicine, and forcefully dragged him back from the hell gate.

From then on, he vowed in his heart that when he grew up, he would respect his third brother.

Qing'er was his most beloved niece. Because of her mental retardation, he felt more pity in his heart than his other nephews and nieces.
Chapter completed!