“Mother, after all these years, are we just this insignificant to you?”

Yang Huazhong asked in a low voice, and the man's face was full of grief.

He pointed at Wangcai, who was wagging his tail and eating dumplings over there, and said: "Wangcai, you're not even willing to touch them. But with my son's daughter-in-law, you're so ruthless!"

"Great! That's wonderful!"

“From now on, consider that you never had me as your son, and I never had a mother like you!”

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As soon as Yang Huazhong spoke, Lao Yang's expression changed drastically.

He was about to open his mouth, but Tan leaped three feet high from the ground.

“After marrying a wife, you forget your mother. If I had known you were such a heartless and cruel person, I should have crushed you in the chamber pot when you were born...”

Tan's furious outburst was a torrent of venomous words, pouring out of her like beans from a sack.

Yang Huanan and Yang Huzhou were both persuading him. Yang Huaming also poked his head out from the room, supporting himself with his bandaged hands.

Yang Huazhong stood there with a tight face, motionless.

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No matter how much they tried to persuade him, he remained expressionless.

Yang Ruqing was so excited to see her father like this.

>

Father has finally awakened!

That's amazing!

>

This way, being protected by his own father, he confronted the Yang family.

Yang Ruoqing felt she was no longer fighting alone.

A strong support group gave her strength.

Suddenly, Dad turned his head and their eyes met.

“Qing’er, go back to the house and bring me those things from your mother's winnowing basket!” Yang Huazhong ordered.

Yang Ruoqing understood, her eyes lit up.

"Good!"

>

She turned and dashed back to the backyard.

A few moments later, he ran back, holding a bunch of shoe uppers and sole patterns.

"Dad, I brought it!" she panted.

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Yang Huazhong nodded, “Send it back!”

Okay!

Yang Ruqing, holding that pile of things, directly stuffed it into Tan's hands.

>

More than half of it fell to the ground, and Yang Ruqing was too lazy to pick it up. She ran back to Yang Huazhong's side and stood there.

When Tan saw the returned shoe fabric, he was so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices.

"What do you mean? What are you guys trying to say?"

Tan cried out loudly.

Yang Huazhong coldly said, "From now on, my daughter-in-law's hands will only do chores for my son and his daughters."

"Meller's dowry embroidery, mother, you handle it yourself!"

Tan was so angry she almost fainted!

"Mellie, why aren't you saying anything? This unfilial son, the third one, he just quit at the last minute..."

Tan stamped her feet, looking to Lao Yang for help.

Old Yang's face was ashen.

He let out a gust of turbid air and said to Yang Huazhong, “You can't write two Yang characters with one stroke. Third brother, are you going to sever ties with us?”

Yang Huazhong frowned and remained silent.

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“A harmonious family brings prosperity to all. In today’s matter, both sides are at fault.”

Then Old Yang continued.

"Fatty, I won't punish her either. And we don't need you guys to compensate for the dumplings..."

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“On my way back, I told Lao Wu to fetch the village doctor to take a look at Da An’s ears.”

"Father, are you crazy? Are you admitting defeat to them?" Mrs. Tan exclaimed.

Old Yang glared fiercely with his tiger-eyes.

"Old woman, are you ever going to stop? Talk one more word and I'll divorce you!"

"What?"

Tan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"I've been with you since I was fifteen, raising children for you and never once had a good day."

"At your age, you old geezer want to retire me? I...I can't live like this..."

Tan tossed the piece of shoe leather in her hand to the ground and, with a headfirst dive, crashed into the old locust tree in the courtyard.

Yang Huazhou was quick-eyed and swift, he lazily leaned over and hugged Tan shi.

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Tan was in Yang Huazhou's arms, kicking and screaming wildly.

Old Yang's face flushed red like pork liver, and his beard trembled with anger. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

“Crazy woman, she’s really a crazy woman…”

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“Old Five, take your mother back inside, shame on you for disgracing yourself!” Old Yang was still yelling.

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Suddenly, Tan stopped struggling.

She arched her back, her eyes rolled up, and her jaws clacked together.

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“Father, something’s wrong with Mother...”

Yang Huazhou shouted.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed to Tan's side.

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Just at this moment, Tan Shi's whole body started to convulse, her hands and feet trembling uncontrollably, like she was playing the piano.

Foam came out of his mouth.

...down there, pee dripping...

"Oh my, oh my, your mother has gone mad!"

Old Yang shouted, and took off his shoes and shoved them into Tan's mouth.

"Old Five, hurry, carry your mother to bed."

"Boss, you go and ask the village elder doctor..."

The courtyard suddenly became a mess.

Yang Huazhong and three others stood in the courtyard, their expressions also solemn.

Sun gazed at the eastern room, which had been completely ruined, and her heart was filled with worry.

"Father, shall we go in and take a look? See if there's anything we can do to help?" she asked softly.

Yang Huazhong said nothing.

Apparently, he is also struggling with contradictions.

Yang Ruqing was also looking at the east room, her brows slightly furrowed.

Lao Yangtou's "goat horns wind" is dialect.

Based on the description, it seems like Tan might be having a seizure.

Epilepsy is a chronic disease of the brain's nervous system. Some are inherited congenitally, while others are caused by later-stage lesions. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

No matter what kind of Tan family member it is, suddenly having a seizure must have been triggered by something.

Having a bad temper, a negative attitude, and underlying health issues.

That's why it turned out this way!

"Father, shall we just stand outside like this? The village doctor will be here soon..." Mrs. Sun whispered again.

Yang Huazhong's frown deepened.

Let's go have a look!

After all, she was her own flesh and blood, lying inside half dead.

As a son, how could you bear to leave just like that?

The man was just about to move when a figure blocked their path.

At first glance, it was Yang Ruqing.

“Father, Mother, you may go into the house. I will not stop you.”

"But I'm worried my mother will see you guys, and get even angrier, which would be worse for her condition..."

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Originally, when Tan fell ill, it was half because Old Yang yelled at him.

... and the other half is about the conflict with their three families.

Hearing Yang Ruqing's analysis, Yang Huazhong stopped in his tracks.

"My friend is right, Mother Qing, let's not go into the house. We should just wait outside at the door!" Yang Huazhong said.

Sun nodded, supporting Yang Huazhong and standing by the window of the east room.

Here, Yang Ruqing was afraid her father would get tired standing for too long.

He wheeled the wheelchair over.

"Qinger, you take Dalian back first. You haven't eaten breakfast yet, so have a little something to tide you over."

Mrs. Sun instructed Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing hummed in agreement, grabbed Da'an's hand and turned back to her own room.

I filled two bowls with dumplings for the two younger brothers. Besides Xiao An, who was too young and didn't understand anything, he ate them with relish.

She and Dayan had no appetite.

Dā'ān frowned, her brow furrowed with worry.

"Sister, can my mother cure it?" he asked.

Yang Ruqing glanced at the guilt in his eyes.

Let out a sigh of resignation.

He is also a kind child.

"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for a thousand years." Yang Ruqing said.

"Don't worry, the nanny is tough as nails!" she said.

>Tai An lowered his head, "Then it's settled."

Looking at Daan twirling his chopsticks and frowning as he eats dumplings.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you eat? Don't you like the dumplings?"