Especially the old Luo family.

One hundred and twenty coins, this is not a light gift.

Mrs. Tan curled her lips, "Girls are always losers. If you drag them up, you can make some money back during the wedding."

"When Lan Yatou and Fat Ya get married, we won't get anything," she said.

The smile on Old Yangtou's face changed.

"If you are good, once you say it from your mouth, it will change your taste."

"It seems like the daughter of our old Yang family is being sold for money."

Lao Yangtou ignored Tan and continued to look back.

Suddenly, when he saw a name, Old Yang was startled.

"Why are Wang Hong's family here to congratulate you?" he asked.

Tan's hand paused.

"Why, their family also brought gifts, but the people who were having the banquet in front of me didn't see their family," said Tan.

Old Yang thought for a moment and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"It was the Fourth Brother who urged people to have a banquet. Damn it, it must have been the Fourth Brother who missed Wang Hongquan," he said.

Mrs. Tan was a little annoyed, "This bastard, I'll call her over and ask what's going on."

With that said, he stood up and kicked out of the door with his little feet, and ran straight to the west room opposite.

In the west room, there is a soybean oil lamp on the table.

The two older girls fell asleep in the small shop nearby.

The third girl lay in the cradle, biting her fingers and fell asleep.

Ms. Liu stuck her butt out and was making bed with the man.

While making the shop, he complained, "I haven't been back for a few days, and your girl has taken over our room."

"The person who died was a dog, not a human being. Why are you so afraid of being like that?"

"She doesn't dare to go back to that room to sleep. At least she has to move her things out. We're not afraid. Let's go to sleep."

"One person occupies two rooms, and five of us have to squeeze into one room. It's so annoying."

Mrs. Liu kept talking for a while, but she didn't hear a word from her man.

She glanced this way.

I saw Yang Huaming clawing at the wall like a gecko.

He turned his face sideways and put his ears to the wall, as if listening to what was going on in Lao Wu's house next door.

While listening, the man's mouth would grin from time to time, with a lewd smile on his face.

Mrs. Liu curled her lips, "What's so nice about that corner? Look at your worthless appearance."

Yang Huaming chuckled, "That Bao family is so fresh and fair, my fifth brother will enjoy the blessing tonight."

Mrs. Liu glanced at the rough and dark yellow back of her hand.

He snorted.

"Exactly, turning on the lamp and crawling under the dark quilt are the same thing," she said.

Yang Huaming was too lazy to talk to Liu and continued to listen.

"Are you still asleep?" Ms. Liu asked.

Yang Huaming made a silent gesture towards her.

Mr. Liu was angry.

I remember Yang Huaming swallowing saliva at Bao Suyun today.

The woman picked up a pillow under her hand and threw it towards Yang Huaming.

There was a hole in the pillow and it hit Yang Huaming, and all the chicken feathers stuffed inside flew out.

It fell to Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming was annoyed and jumped up, "You crazy bitch, what are you doing to hit me?"

"You are the one who gets hit"

Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"It's your fifth brother who is the groom's official, not you. Look at you, it's not serious."

Yang Huaming became angry and raised his hand to slap Mr. Liu.

Tan suddenly slapped the window hard outside.

"Fourth, come here, your father has something to ask you."

After saying these words, the footsteps quickly returned to the east room.

In the room, Yang Huaming pointed at Mrs. Liu and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I come back."

Mrs. Liu raised her neck and said, "Who is afraid of whom?"

Yang Huaming slammed the door and left.

In the east room.

"Snapped"

Lao Yang slapped his head hard on the table.

The bowl of tea on the table jumped up and fell back down again.

Yang Huaming stood aside with his head lowered, too scared to move.

"Dad, I made a mistake while I was busy. I don't know how I missed Lao Wang's family."

Yang Huaming looked regretful and said cautiously.

Old Yang was so angry that his eyebrows and beard were trembling.

He picked up the dry tobacco pole in his hand and pointed it at Yang Huaming.

"You don't forget to eat, drink, and defecate. If I ask you to do something, you just forget about it."

"It doesn't matter if you missed someone else."

"Wang Hong's family, the turmoil with our family hasn't passed yet."

"They came over to congratulate me, which gave us a lot of face."

"But you even left people out for the banquet. What will people think?"

"If this matter reaches the ears of the villagers, how will they think about whether I want to be a human being or not?"

Old Yangtou asked repeatedly.

Yang Huaming's head almost dropped to his crotch.

Mrs. Tan looked on and scolded Yang Huaming.

"Things have happened. Even if you kill this bastard, it won't make any difference."

After all, she felt sorry for her son, so Tan finally reconciled the situation.

With a dark face, Old Yang told Mrs. Tan, "I will prepare gifts tomorrow. I will personally go to Old Wang's house to apologize."

"The female family members from Baojia Village will come to visit the next day, and then we will invite Wang Hongquan and his wife over for a banquet."

Tan nodded.

Old Yangtou glared at Yang Huaming again: "Those who fail to succeed but fail to succeed, get out."

Yang Huaming felt as if he had been granted amnesty, so he quickly tucked his tail between his legs and rolled away.

Mrs. Tan closed the door, turned around, and asked Old Yangtou suspiciously.

"What do you mean, the old Wang family gave us a gift?"

Old Yang glanced at Mr. Tan.

"According to the friendship between the villagers, twenty or forty coins would be enough."

He pondered.

"But he gave 60 yuan as a gift, which is as much as the old Mu family."

"Is it true that Lao Wang's family is the standard for departing relatives?" he asked.

Tan frowned.

"Don't scare me about the standards of relatives," she said.

"Wang Shuanzi used to be thin, but he has good features."
To be continued...