It was big and round, like a millstone, and it blinded him.

Then, I saw a strange woman's face.

Isn't this... the fifth brother and sister's natal sister-in-law, Mrs. Zhou?

"Damn you, you're still looking at it!"

Zhou crumpled the straw paper she was using to wipe her butt into a ball and threw it at Yang Huaming, who was stunned.

Yang Huaming came to his senses.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He apologized repeatedly and fled out of the toilet in a panic.

Yang Huaming ran back to the front yard of Lao Yang's house in one breath, and happened to meet Mrs. Liu who came back from the front.

Ms. Liu's steps were brisk, her eyebrows were springy, her hair was combed as she walked, and she was still humming a little tune.

Seeing her looking so happy and coming from the front, Yang Huaming's face suddenly darkened.

Without saying anything, he rushed up and slapped Mrs. Liu on the face.

The beating made Ms. Liu spin around twice before she could hold on to the kitchen wall and regain her footing.

"You're a murderer with a thousand cuts, I didn't provoke you, why did you come up and beat someone up?"

Mrs. Liu covered her burning cheeks and immediately cursed.

Yang Huaming stared, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Lazy mother-in-law, where did you go to laze away while you left your three daughters at home?" Yang Huaming asked.

Then he pointed to the three girls behind him from tallest to shortest.

"Look at the three girls, they look like they were dug out of the ashes. Don't you still look like a mother?"

Yang Huaming asked loudly.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes and curled her lips.

"I didn't go anywhere. I just wandered around the house a few times. I'm back now..."

"That's not called turning, it's called wave!"

In the east wing, Mrs. Tan's voice suddenly broke in.

After finishing her words, Mrs. Tan stood at the door of the house, leaning on a cane.

"You are a slut who rows without an oar. You are still restless with a baby in your belly. If you turn around and toss the piece of meat out of your belly, you can just wait for death!"

Mrs. Tan spat in this direction and turned back to the house.

Over in the west room, Yang Huaming looked away and sneered at Ms. Liu.

"You don't know if that piece of meat on your belly is a boy or a girl, so you're so eager to slap it on your face?"

"Go back and destroy that piece of meat. Let's see what else you can rely on! Humph!"

When Mrs. Liu heard these words, she felt a little guilty, and she didn't dare to act any more.

Covering his burning face, he lowered his head and went into the kitchen to cook porridge for the night.

…

Yang Huaming no longer sleeps in in the morning.

At dawn, I took my hatchet and rope to the woods behind the village to chop wood.

The few acres of land he received when the family was separated were sold by him and Mr. Liu for about the same amount.

Only two acres of third-class land were left, which had been left uncultivated and overgrown with weeds.

I am sorting it out now, and I plan to keep one acre of land to plant rapeseed after the cold dew, and another acre of land to plant wheat after the frost.

At this moment, he went to cut firewood for burning at home, and took the excess back to the nearby Qingshui Town, where he could sell it for how much money he got.

From dawn to dawn, three poles above the sun.

Yang Huaming worked hard for more than an hour and returned home carrying a load of firewood tied tightly.

The firewood was piled in the yard and spread out to dry.

Yang Huaming is a man who loves cleanliness. When he used to be too lazy to eat, he loved to keep himself clean and tidy.

I was sweating all over now, so I had to go to the kitchen to get hot water.

Mrs. Liu was yawning and cooking breakfast for the family in the kitchen with disheveled hair.

Yang Huaming carried a large bucket of hot water to the yard.

Look, there is no outsider here. He is just like countless rough country guys.

Standing under the old locust tree in the yard, I took off all my clothes except for a pair of shorts.

The gourd scooped up a full ladle of hot water from the bucket and poured it on his body.

ah……

It’s so cool!

A pair of eyes, hiding in the corner of the kitchen in the backyard, peeked towards the old locust tree.

Mrs. Zhou was like a gecko, clawing at the corner wall and peeking at Yang Huaming with a pair of eyes.

The woman's eyes were shining like a wild wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

Is this man the same Yang Laosi who broke into the toilet yesterday?

Tsk tsk, you look good and your body is not bad either!

Zhou followed Yang Huaming's movements with gleaming eyes.

Especially when I saw him leaning down to scoop water from the bucket, the muscles and lines on his arms, shoulders, and back...

Mrs. Zhou swallowed secretly.

This man is very energetic just by looking at his body. His work on the bed must be better than that damn big daddy, right?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhou wanted to take a look at Yang Huaming.

Unfortunately, his back was facing this way, and she couldn't see him even if she poked her neck.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

A sudden voice came into Zhou's ears.

She looked down and saw three-year-old Dabao coming over, rubbing his eyes.

Dabao was looking up at her, his little hands still holding the hem of her clothes.

Mrs. Zhou was afraid of disturbing the people taking a bath over there, so she quickly covered Dabao's mouth.

"Let's go, Mom will make you breakfast."

She whispered, covered Dabao's mouth and hurried back to the kitchen in the fifth room in the backyard.

…

In the main room of Yang Ruoqing's house.

"Fourth child, are you kidding me?"

Old Yangtou was so shocked that he almost dropped the dry tobacco pole in his hand to the ground.

The old man's eyes widened, he looked at Yang Huaming in front of him, and asked again: "You said you wanted to work with Qing'er's transportation team?"

Yang Huaming looked at Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, and Yang Ruoqing in front of him.

He nodded seriously.

"Yes, I have thought about it, very carefully."

"Dad, third brother, I lived a ridiculous life in the past, and all the good cards in my hand were destroyed by myself."

"Now, I want to make up my mind, do something down-to-earth, support my three daughters, and support this family!" he said.

Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were stunned again.

The father and son looked at each other, unable to believe that these words came from Yang Huaming's mouth.

Old Yangtou asked Yang Huaming: "Didn't you make a lot of money last time you came back from outside?"

When Yang Huaming mentioned the money, his expression changed slightly.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I spent so much money after I came back that I stuffed the two and a half inches of my mouth under my nose."

"I don't want to hide it from my father and third brother. During this period, our fourth room has been sitting on nothing."

"The total amount of money on hand is at most five hundred coins."

"Out of the five hundred cash, I got 40 cash from selling firewood, and the other 60 cash was from doing small work building a house for a family in the next village a few days ago," Yang Huaming said.

"Huh? All the expenses are gone so quickly? You guys...hey!"

Old Yang shook his head and sighed.

Yang Huaming also looked ashamed and lowered his head slightly.

Yang Huazhong asked Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, if you want to make money, you don't need to join the transportation team. Can't you join the herb collection team? There are also restaurants in the town..."

Yang Huaming shook his head.

"In the restaurant, Fifth Brother and Young Master Jin are there, so it would be superfluous for me to go there."

"As for the herb collection team, although they are at home, they can't make as much money as the transportation team."

"I still want to join the transportation team."

Yang Huaming said, turning his inquiring eyes to Yang Ruoqing.
Chapter completed!