Tan was stroking Yang Huamei's plump back while trying to persuade Old Yang.

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"It's just a dog, it doesn't eat much food anyway."

“It stayed with Mary for several months. If you send it away, Mary will be heartbroken.”

Upon hearing this from Tan, Yang Huamei once again raised her voice in protest.

"Mother, Wang Cai is the apple of my eye. If he's gone, I won't live!"

Tan listened to this, becoming anxious.

“You are my dearest child, the apple of my eye. If you were to die, I couldn't live either!”

Seeing the mother and daughter hugging each other and crying, Lao Yang's head got so angry that he almost choked on his blood.

"Just get used to it, just keep getting used to it."

“I don’t care about this. When the third brother and his guys come back, you can explain it yourselves!”

Lao Yangtou said, turning his back and walking toward the doorway.

Tan cursed from behind, gritting her teeth: "Third house, third house, are you afraid of the Third House? We're not!"

"You've been stubborn your whole life, and even as you get old, you still back down? Have some shame?" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

The sound of Lao Yang's door slamming shut couldn't stop Tan's scolding.

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Old Yang walked out of the yard with a dark face and went to drink with Old Chen's group to drown his sorrows!

Here, Tan was still hugging Yang Huamei.

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"Don't panic, don't say that Wangcai hasn't bitten Xia安 badly yet."

Even if he really bit, it wouldn't matter, he's just a little dog, isn't he!

"That bump on his head is from him falling, it has nothing to do with you."

“Mei’er, don't be afraid, mother will support you no matter what!”

"Mother, I'm hungry…"

"Alright, what do you want to eat? Mom's going to make it for you!"

"Sunny-side up egg, more sugar and lard!"

“Alright, you rest inside. If you get tired, just lie down on the bed for a bit. I'll bring it to you when it's ready.”

"Oh my, Mother, stop fussing and hurry up! Everyone's starving..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Tan went to the kitchen in a hurry, wearing her small shoes, and cooked poached eggs for Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei was in the house, and she carried Wangcai to the table.

He took a piece of barley sugar out of the cupboard and ate it himself.

Just give Wan Cai a lick.

Then eat another bite by yourself.

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"How are you doing, Wang Cai? Is the maltose candy delicious?"

She asked Wangcai with a smile.

Wangcai wagged his tail, eyes fixed on Yang Huamei's hand-held candy, saliva dripping down.

"This candy is a reward for you."

"If you do well today, I'll let you bite whoever you want in the future."

"Good bite, I have a reward..."

"Bang!"

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The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

Yang Huamei turned her head and saw Yang Ruqing rush into the room like a gust of wind.

Yang Huamei's heart tightened.

“Dead fat girl, this house isn't your place to stay, get out!”

Yang Huamei pointed at the doorway with her finger and shouted angrily.

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Yang Ruqing glanced at Yang Huamei, and the little boy Wangcai who was standing behind her table, eating candied hawthorn.

She narrowed her eyes.

A cold glint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Yang Huamei was taken aback by the aura emanating from Yang Ruqing.

She swallowed nervously and gestured to Wang Cai.

"Go, bite her!"

The sweetness of malt sugar hasn't faded from my mouth yet.

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Wang Cai raised his head and saw that the person he was supposed to attack was Yang Ruqing.

Instinctively, he took a step back.

Yang Huamei slapped the table and scolded Wangcai, "Do you still want to eat? Go bite her!"

Wan Cai went all out.

Zhao Yang Ruoqing grinned, her teeth bared, and she lunged at her with all her might.

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Yang Huamei was secretly delighted beside her.

Wangscai is her personally trained fighter.

Dead fatty, how are you going to get out of this now!

Here, Yang Ruqing watched as the dog, whose size had obviously doubled, charged towards her.

That ferocious and hideous dog face loomed closer.

She casually drew a rope from her waist and flung it out.

The rope slid over Wàngcái's head, and then it went down his neck.

Yang Ruqing tightened the rope in her hand and pulled it hard. Wangcai was dragged into her hand.

She threw the other end of the rope up to a beam in the ceiling and tied it to the leg of a table nearby.

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Wang Cai was hanged.

Before his limbs even hit the ground a few times, he was dead.

Everything happened too quickly.

...to the point where Yang Huamei came to her senses, her "beloved liver" was already hanging from the beam, rolling her eyes and having passed away.

Yang Huamei's face turned pale as a sheet in an instant.

That face, resembling the surface of the moon, was even more grotesquely swollen and quivering with rage.

"Good fortune, good fortune!"

She let out a hysterical scream and ran towards Wangcai.

Yang Ruqing kicked him in the stomach.

Like a giant turtle sprawled out on the beach, it flipped over.

“Fatty, I'm going to fight you to the death...”

She struggled to get up from the ground.

Yang Ruqing took a step forward and came before her.

With one hand grasping her hair, the other hand aimed at her round face and fired left and right.

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“Crackling…”

Yang Huamei was struck so hard that her eyes sparkled with gold stars and tears streamed down her face.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Yang Ruqing asked while fighting.

Yang Huamei shook her head.

"Damn, I don't even know I'm wrong?"

"Mmm..."

...Another slap.

Yang Huamei lost a tooth.

"Do you know where you went wrong?" Yang Ruqing asked again.

Yang Huamei nodded tearfully.

"Damn it, you still dare to be wrong?"

"Sex..."

Another resounding slap was dealt, leaving Yang Huamei with blood streaming from her nose.

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Yang Ruqing asked again.

Yang Huamei choked back tears, shaking her head and nodding at the same time, completely lost.

"Damn it, I hate it when you cry like that!"

Yang Ruoqing slapped again with her hand.

Yang Huamei couldn't cry, she bit her lip tightly.

"Why aren't you crying? I hit you," Yang Ruqing continued.

Yang Huamei hadn't had time to express her opinion when Yang Ruqing frowned.

"That's really disrespectful. Fine, I'll beat you until you cry!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Huamei's hair and slammed her head against the ground...

"Bang bang bang..."

When Tan heard the commotion, he rushed to the room in a hurry.

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Yang Huamei had already been beaten to the point where she was barely breathing.

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If it weren't for the bright red dress that was familiar to Tan, she probably wouldn't have recognized her daughter lying on the ground as a mountain of flesh!

"Mayel, my child, my darling..."

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Tan charged towards Yang Huamei, wailing as if her intestines were being torn apart.

Yang Ruqing ignored Tan Shi and went to the old Yang family's kitchen.

She soon returned to the house.

Tan was still not strong enough to help Yang Huamei up.

Yang Huamei lay sprawled on the ground, crying so hard she convulsed.

...and on the other hand, he still complained to Ms. Tan with a leaky mouth.

Upon seeing Yang Ruqing come and go, Yang Huamei cried even more fiercely.

Tan's eyes burned like two raging fires.

Letting go of Yang Huamei, he was about to turn his attention to Yang Ruqing who was charging towards him.

She cherished her daughter, whom she had raised with utmost care and love, so much that she wouldn't even dare to touch her with a finger.

I was actually beaten up into a pig's head by Pathy!

If I don't tear this face off Panga, I won't live!

Just as Tan had stood up, Yang Ruoqing suddenly drew a gleaming kitchen knife from behind her.