Fresh air poured into her chest, and the warm sunlight of the autumn afternoon shone on her body, Yang Ruoqing squinted comfortably, raised her hand and stretched her waist.

"Ghosts?"

"Bang!"

Suddenly there was a woman's exclamation at the door of the upper room, followed by the sound of barrels falling to the ground.

Yang Ruoqing followed the prestige and saw a middle-aged woman of medium stature wearing a burlap cardigan standing at the door of the stove room. The woman's garment was also patched, but the stitches of the patches were crooked, like hideous centipedes, ugly.

The woman's hair was a mess, a few strands hanging behind her ears, and several strands of wet and sticky hair hung on her face, covering half of her face, and her exposed face was stained with a black ash from the bottom of the pot.

Her eyes were staring straight at the west wing, her mouth was open enough to fit an egg, but her somewhat cloudy eyes were full of horror at the moment, and she couldn't help but tremble, looking so frightened that she was about to cry.

With a dirty apron around her waist, her hands still in a carrying position, a wooden barrel turned overside at her feet, and the swill in it spilled all over the ground, and a disgusting smell suddenly filled the air!

Yang Ruoqing recognized at a glance that the woman in front of her, who was sloppy and didn't know how to move her feet in the swill, was her aunt Jin.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, Qing'er is not a ghost, she is still alive! Look, she has a shadow! ”

Sun immediately reacted, knowing that it must be Qing'er and her grandmother who had miscommunicated, and hurriedly explained loudly to Jin.

Sun's explanation did not make the Jin family come back to his senses from his stupor, but it alarmed the Tan family, who was taking a lunch break in the east wing opposite.

Tan glanced into the courtyard from the raised window, and saw that Sun really helped Yang Ruoqing to stand under the wall of the west wing opposite, Tan said angrily: "If you don't die, you will suffer alive, what are you happy about?" ”

Sun lowered his head, didn't dare to make any more noise, and whispered to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I'm tired of standing, my mother will help you sit down first!" ”

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the small stool at the base of the wall, and muttered in her heart, can this weak little stool withstand her tonnage?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Sun had already pressed her shoulders and sat down on the small stool, and when Sun stood up and was about to leave, the small stool under Yang Ruoqing's big buttocks suddenly made an overwhelmed sound, and then several adobe bricks collapsed with a bang.

The little stool was tilted to the side, and seeing that the girl sitting on the small stool was about to fall on her ass, Sun was shocked, screamed, and reached out to pull it.

saw that the girl who was about to fall properly actually supported the ground with her palm, and then stood up. The little stool crooked down and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"Qing'er, you're fine, right? How's your wrist going? Let my mother take a look at ......"

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to say that she was okay and let Sun rest assured, but thinking that there were two other pairs of eyes here, she flattened her mouth, like a frightened child, and arched into Sun's arms under the pretext of excuse, similar to Yu Sajiao, but avoided Tan's sight.

Her hand, which was hidden behind Sun, gently stroked Sun's back and blinked secretly.

Sun was slightly stunned, and then remembered his daughter's previous explanation, and suddenly realized in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

And under the east window, Tan's tiger, who had been paying attention to the movement here, snorted coldly: "Just the fat of her body, what can she do if she falls?" Look at you're so nervous, you've been howling endlessly this afternoon, and you're not going to let people take a nap? ”

Sun lowered his head weakly, didn't say anything, found a brick to cushion, helped Yang Ruoqing to sit down under the eaves, picked up the two empty bowls placed aside, lowered his head and walked briskly towards the stove room.

The sister-in-law is a little rough in doing things, that is, doing chores in the stove room, washing dishes and other porcelain work, Qing'er's milk has already explained, and the sister-in-law is not allowed to touch it.

In the east wing opposite, Tan glared at Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting on the ground in disgust, and was about to retract his head, when his nose suddenly sucked a few times.

A pair of sparse eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, why is this so rancid?

Secretly saying that it was not good, Tan put on a coat, stepped out of the east wing with small pedals, came to the courtyard, and saw the Jin family at the door of the stove room at a glance, as well as the swill splashed on the ground at Jin's feet.

Tan's face suddenly darkened, gritted his teeth, picked up a broom next to him, and walked quickly towards Jin's side.

Jin Shi saw Tan's imposing appearance, and she still had the familiar broom in her hand, and her black face stained with the ash at the bottom of the pot suddenly turned white.

Yang Ruoqing thought that the Jin family would run, but she didn't expect the Jin family to just tremble, but her feet seemed to be nailed, watching Tan come over, watching Tan's broom split his head and cover his face to greet him, holding his head with both hands, and only knowing that his mouth was screaming "sigh yo sigh" in his mouth.

And Tan Shi scolded while whipping: "You clumsy stupid mother-in-law, you can't pour a bucket of swill, and the yard stinks to death!" You stupid mother-in-law, if it weren't for the fact that you gave birth to four sons for our Lao Yang family, you would have let the boss leave you, you stupid thing that can't be on the stage! ”

Tan Shi hit a few times, afraid that his hand was a little sore, so he scolded and took his hand, lost the broom, turned around and walked back angrily.

Behind him, Jin's eyes were full of tears, and his exposed arms were red in several places, and some places were broken and oozing blood, even so, Jin still didn't dare to cry out loud, let alone treat the wounds on his arms, squatted down with his shoulders bent, and hurriedly picked up the swill bucket on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded, this little old lady was really not ordinary.

In other words, this ancient relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really terrifying, no wonder they all say that daughter-in-law becomes a mother-in-law, but why do women always have to embarrass women?

Yang Ruoqing couldn't figure out this question, and was about to withdraw her gaze, when she suddenly felt a strange gaze shooting at her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Tan's suspicious eyes, Yang Ruoqing stuffed the hand that was still picking at the dirt at her feet just now directly into her mouth, raised her head and grinned, and smiled a few times at Tan's flattering hehe, a trace of mucus slid down the corner of her mouth, flashing in the afternoon sun......

Tan's brows furrowed tightly, she glared at Yang Ruoqing viciously, turned around and entered the east wing, and with a bang, the door was closed behind her.

The warm sun shone on his body, and the whole person was lazy, and if he could lean on the west side of the wall and take a nap, it would be much more comfortable than the damp and wet bed in the house.