"Mom, after so many years, we are so important in your heart."

Yang Huazhong asked in a deep voice, and the man looked distressed.

He then pointed at Wangcai, who was wagging his tail and eating dumplings, "Wangcai, you are reluctant to touch him, but you are so cruel to my son and daughter."

“Okay, very good”

"From now on, just pretend that you never gave birth to a son like me, and I don't have a mother like you."

As soon as Yang Huazhong said these words, the expression of Old Yangtou next to him changed drastically.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, Tan jumped three feet from the ground.

"You married a wife and forgot your mother. If I had known you were such a wolf-hearted person, you should have been pressed to death in a urine bucket when you were born."

Mrs. Tan yelled curses and vicious words, and shouted out like a dumpling of beans.

Yang Hua'an and Yang Huazhou were both there to persuade him, and Yang Huaming also poked his head out of the room with his tied hands.

Yang Huazhong stood there with a tense face, unmoving.

No matter what the people around him say, he always has the same expression.

Yang Ruoqing was so excited when she saw her father acting like this.

Dad finally woke up

So antic

In this way, he was protected by his father and faced off against Lao Yang's family.

Yang Ruoqing felt that she was no longer alone.

A strong support team makes her full of strength.

Suddenly, the father turned his head and his eyes collided with hers.

"Qing'er, go back to the house and get those things from your mother's dustpan," Yang Huazhong ordered.

Yang Ruoqing came over understandingly and her eyes lit up.

"good"

She turned around and ran back to the backyard.

After a while, he ran back, holding a pile of shoe fabrics and shoe sole patterns in his hands.

"Dad, here it is," she panted.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Give it back."

"okay"

Yang Ruoqing held the pile of things and stuffed them directly into Tan's hands.

Most of it fell to the ground, and Yang Ruoqing didn't bother to pick it up, so she ran back and stood next to Yang Huazhong.

Seeing the shoe fabric that was sent back, Ms. Tan was so angry that she was furious.

"What do you mean?"

Mrs. Tan screamed.

Yang Huazhong said coldly, "From now on, my wife's hands will only work for my son and daughter."

"Mother, you can worry about Mei'er's dowry embroidery by yourself."

Mrs. Tan was so angry that she almost fainted

"Daddy Mei'er, why don't you say anything to this unfilial son, the third son? He temporarily gave up his son."

Mrs. Tan stamped her feet and asked Old Yang for help.

Lao Yangtou looked gloomy and defeated.

He let out a breath and said to Yang Huazhong, "You can't write two characters Yang in one stroke. Are you going to break up with us, third brother?"

Yang Huazhong frowned and remained silent.

"Everything goes well with the family. In this matter, both sides are at fault."

Old Yangtou continued.

"I won't punish you fat girl, and you don't have to pay for the dumplings."

"Looking back, I'll ask Lao Wu to invite the old village doctor to look at Daan's ears."

"Daddy Mei'er, are you crazy? Give in to them," Ms. Tan shouted.

Lao Yang glared at him.

"Old lady, if you stop talking any more, I'll divorce you."

"What"

Tan's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"I followed you when I was fifteen, and I never had a good life raising children for you."

"At this age, you old man wants to divorce me. I won't live anymore."

Mrs. Tan threw the shoe material in her hand to the ground and hit it against the old locust tree in the yard.

Yang Huazhou had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he lazily hugged Ms. Tan.

Mr. Tan was in Yang Huazhou's arms, kicking and cursing.

Old Yangtou was so angry that his face turned the color of pig liver and his beard was trembling.

"Crazy woman, really a crazy woman"

"Lao Wu, take your mother back to the house and make her look like this." Lao Yangtou was still yelling.

Suddenly, Tan stopped struggling.

She tilted her head back, rolled her eyes upward, and her upper and lower teeth clenched together.

There was a teeth-searing rattling sound.

"Dad, something is wrong with my mother."

Yang Huazhou shouted.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment and hurried to Mrs. Tan.

At this moment, Tan's whole body began to twitch, and his hands and feet trembled wildly, as if he were playing the piano.

From that mouth, white foam spurted out.

Under the buttocks, urine is dripping

"Oh, this is terrible, your mother is having a seizure."

Old Yangtou shouted, took off his shoes and stuffed them into Tan's mouth.

"Lao Wu, hurry up and carry your mother to the bed."

"Boss, go ask the old village doctor"

The yard suddenly became chaotic.

Yang Huazhong and the other two stood in the yard with solemn expressions.

Mrs. Sun looked at the east room that had exploded into a pot of porridge, feeling worried.

"Dad Qing'er, do you want us to go in and see if we can help?" she asked softly.

Yang Huazhong said nothing.

Obviously he is also conflicting.

Yang Ruoqing was also looking at the east room, frowning slightly.

The Yangjiofeng spoken by Lao Yangtou is a dialect.

Tan's true condition is probably epilepsy, right?

Epilepsy is a chronic disease of the brain nervous system, some are congenital and some are later pathological changes.

Regardless of which type Tan is, the sudden convulsion must have been caused by stimulation.

The temper is too high, the mentality is bad, and the body is in danger.

That's why it became like this

"Dad Qing'er, it's not good for us to just stand outside like this. The old village doctor will be here later," Sun said in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong frowned more and more.

"Then let's go in and take a look."

After all, it was his own mother, lying half dead inside.

As a son, how can I bear to leave like this?

The man was about to move when a figure blocked them.

At first glance, it was Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, dad, if you want to go into the house, I won't stop you."

"But I'm worried that my grandma will get angry if she sees you, which will be worse for her condition."

Originally, Tan's illness was partly due to Old Yangtou yelling at him.

The other half was in conflict with their third room.

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Yang Huazhong stopped in his tracks.

"My daughter is right, Qing'er, we'd better not enter the house, just wait at the door," Yang Huazhong said.

Mrs. Sun nodded and helped Yang Huazhong stand under the window of the east room.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was afraid that her father would be tired after standing for a long time.

He went over and pushed the wheelchair over.

"Qing'er, you take Da'an back first. You haven't had breakfast yet, so you need to fill your stomach first."

Mrs. Sun warned Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing said yes and pulled Daan back to her room.

I packed a bowl of dumplings for both my brothers. Except for Xiao An, who was young and naive, they ate them with gusto.

Neither she nor Daan was in the mood to eat.

Da'an frowned, looking worried.

"Sister, can my milk be cured?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the guilt in his eyes.

Sighing secretly.

He is also a kind child.

"Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Don't worry, my life is tough," she said.

Daan lowered his head, "That's good."

Watching Daan pulling the dumplings with chopsticks, he frowned.
Chapter completed!