"Lao San, are you playing dead? Your wife and daughter teamed up to squeeze your mother-in-law. Why don't you say a word?"

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Yang Huazhong's room fell silent for a moment, then a rough, masculine voice rang out.

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"Mother, why are you forcing me to speak? What's the point of all this fuss and bother? Don't say anything more, just go to the toilet quickly!"

"What?"

Tan was so angry that she almost fainted!

She immediately turned towards Yang Huazhong's house, gnashing her teeth as she cursed: "You worthless son of a bitch! You forgot your mother after getting married. I should have known you were a heartless bastard from the moment you were born. I should have just crushed you in the chamber pot!"

His words were so harsh that Yang Huazhong in the room was speechless.

Also, Sun Shi and Yang Ruohua, who were listening in the courtyard, twitched their lips involuntarily.

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Lao Yang's angry voice boomed from the upper kitchen: "It's broad daylight, and you wouldn't let anyone rest, are you all filled with gunpowder or something?"

Tan looked at Lao Yang's direction and said angrily, "Raising a son is useless, it's better to breastfeed your own. I've seen through it today!"

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In the room, Yang Huazhong's angry voice rang out again, accompanied by the sound of his fists pounding on the bed frame.

"Isn't it just my daughter posting a picture of some soy milk residue? Isn't it just Mei Er going to the bathroom? Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"

"Of all mothers in the world, who doesn't want their son and daughter-in-law to be well? If I had known you were this kind of mother from the start, I would rather not have been born into this world!"

"If you look down on me, just go fetch a bucket of piss and I'll kill you! Anyway, my legs are broken, I'm useless..."

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Tan hadn't expected that the usually simple and honest third son would actually be able to come up with such a speech!

She was speechless.

At the same time, a strange feeling of grievance arose in Tan's heart.

Over there, Lao Yang also heard what Yang Huazhong had to say.

The old man's face was very grim.

The third son's words, every word and sentence, pierced my heart!

But upon closer reflection, one can't blame the third son for having grievances.

Since the family split, Tan Shi (the mother), hasn't set foot in her third son's room even once.

He let out a long sigh and his gaze fell on Yang Huamei, who was standing beside Tan Shi, covering her mouth and nose and still retching every now and then.

"A young lady's body, a maid's life, she can't even smell the aroma of soybeans. How will she manage housework when she gets married? Go back to the latrine at once!"

Yang Huamei was scolded by Lao Yangtou, so frightened that she wet her pants and ran to the toilet quickly, covering her stomach.

Old Yang glanced at Tan again, who was sniffling and wiping her tears noisily. “Don’t embarrass yourself like that! Just go do whatever you need to do!”

Tan followed Yang Huamei into the outhouse, her steps hurried and anxious. Before leaving, she shot a venomous glare at Sun and Yang Ruoqing.

Sun lowered her head and dared not speak aloud.

Yang Ruqing then made a spooky face at Tan.

Tan was so angry that she was fuming. If it weren't for Old Yang standing there, she probably would have really let loose.

When Tan had also left, Lao Yang's face softened somewhat.

He did not ignore Sun Shi and Yang Ruocheng as he usually did, but instead gave Yang Ruocheng a slight smile.

He also glanced at the bean dregs in the big sieve, and nodded approvingly: "Panya has a good mind. She's figured out the secret to making tofu. From now on, you can sell tofu to make some money for your family, and your life will get better and better. Your grandfather is relieved!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, thinking she had misheard.

Old Yang, surprisingly, praised her?

This is even more surprising than the sun rising in the west!

As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you. Yang Ruqing also raised her lips and smiled at Lao Yangtou: "Thank you, Grandpa, for your praise. I will make tofu well, earn money to treat my father's leg, and support my younger brothers to study."

When it came to talking about treating Yang Huazhong's leg, Lao Yang's smile froze for a moment.

Although no one spoke of it, everyone knew in their hearts why the three rooms were separated.

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The third son is a burden, the Third House is a liability. This liability has to be gotten rid of!

"Well, good, good!" Lao Yangtou said two "goods" in a row, shifting his gaze from Yang Ruqing to Mrs. Sun.

"Your mother and your aunt are like that, their mouths can be a bit harsh, but they aren't bad-hearted. Don't argue with them, we're all family!"

Sun and Yang Ruqing also nodded.

"Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy. I'll be going now."

"Hey, grandpa, slow down!"

When Lao Yang died, Sun hurried to Yang Huazhong's house to comfort him.

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In the kitchen, Dà'ān stood at the doorway with a burning stick in his hand. His handsome face was ashen.

"Oh my, what a fierce and menacing look! You scared me!"

Yang Ruqing stuck out her tongue and went straight to the stove.

“Nanny and little aunt are really too much, it’s infuriating! If grandpa hadn't come out to mediate, I would have rushed out with a burning stick!” Da An grumbled.

Yang Ruqing stirred the boiling soy milk in the pot with a spatula while a smile played on her lips.

"They can jump around however they like, it's their business. If they jump on my head, that's on them, I won't let them get away with it!"

"If I don't come to mediate today, I'm definitely going to beat my little sister up. I won't stop until she's bruised and battered!"

Pfft

When Da An heard Yang Ruohong's words, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The gloom on Xiaojun's face also dissipated.

"You little brat, dare to make fun of my sister? What did I say wrong?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glared at Da'an.

Da An quickly put away his smile and shook his head: "I wouldn't dare, my sister says whatever she says is right!"

"Hee hee, that's right!" Yang Ruqing said with a straight face.

She pointed her mouth toward the hearth, indicating to Dayan, "What are you still dawdling about? Don't you know your duty? Get back to your post quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Dà'ān sat back down by the stove and then started tending to the fire.

Yang Ruoqing carefully observed the changes in the soy milk water, temporarily putting down her spatula.

Turning around, he quickly grabbed a large bowl and started preparing some pickled brine.

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Sister, wait a minute!

Da An suddenly spoke.

This part of the sentence means "at the end". It's often used to describe the final stage or point in something.

What's up?

Yang Ruqing turned her head and saw him get up and quickly stride to the kitchen door to shut it.

He turned around again, "Sister, it's ready!"

Yang Ruqing suddenly realized, and then smiled knowingly, giving Dayan a look of admiration.

Well done, kid! You're clever to protect your privacy and keep this secret recipe from being stolen.

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“Dā'ān, wait for your older sister here. When I’ve earned some money, we’ll buy a good plot of land in the village and build a new house with tile roofs.”

"Why don't we plant some fruit trees and raise chickens and ducks in our own yard? That way, we won't have to be crowded with all the noise and commotion. Don't you think that would be nice?"

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