"Since you can't stand loneliness, why don't you just remarry? I've already found a new husband for you. He's Li Laoqi from Liwangzhuang. His family is well off, with three spacious and bright tiled houses. You'd be marrying up if you marry him!"
A thin and frail woman sneered, "Do you think I haven't heard of Li Laoqi's name? His two wives died before, and their deaths were unclear. You want me to marry him and then die unclearly, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense here. This is our Yang family's house. Don't you, an outsider, think of occupying it! Get out of here!" The person who said this was a thin man.
Liu Yue'e spat on the ground, "Your fox tail is exposed now. You two just want to occupy the house left by my man! Don't even think about it! My children are all surnamed Yang, and they are the offspring of Yang Dayong!"
"Don't use the children as an excuse. When you remarry, I will naturally raise the children. I am their grandmother, how can I treat them badly?"
"You've not only treated them badly, you've even wanted to squeeze them dry and sell them! Do you think I don't know what you're up to? My eldest daughter is eleven years old. I guarantee you'll have to find her a husband in four or five years. By then, you'll have earned a lot of money from the betrothal gift.
As for the second son, he is a little young, but he is diligent and strong. In three to five years, he will be able to be a strong laborer!
And what about my little daughter? Are you asking around and want to send her away? I tell you, no way! I will never remarry. As long as I am alive, you can never harm my children! ”
The two girls hugged Liu Yue'e and cried, while a boy about ten years old rushed towards the old lady and the thin man like a calf.
Despite his young age, the skinny guy couldn't control him. He was almost knocked over and took several steps back before he could steady himself.
But there were other people on the old lady's side, and they quickly controlled the boy.
The boy was ferocious and bit the nearest wrist again.
Suddenly, there was a pig-slaughtering howl. The person who was bitten wanted to slap the boy in the face as a reflex, but was stopped in time by a big hand.
Everyone immediately became quiet and looked up at the person who came.
I saw a tall and mighty man standing there like an iron tower. The expression on his face was like that of a door god, majestic and solemn, making people involuntarily take a few steps back.
"What are you doing?"
No one knew Xiao Zheng, but when they heard this, they couldn't help but tremble and asked without confidence: "Who are you?" Why do you care about his family's affairs?
But I didn’t have the courage to say the latter sentence.
Xiao Zheng asked: "Where is Yang Dayong?"
Liu Yue'e burst into tears immediately, took a few steps forward, and asked tremblingly, "Are you my child's uncle Xiao? The one who sent them money?"
Xiao Zheng nodded, "I am."
Liu Yue'e wiped away her tears and choked up: "Dayong, he passed away last year..."
Just now outside, Xiao Zheng had heard a general idea of it, but after confirming it from Liu Yue'e's mouth, his heart sank.
Yang Dayong and he had known each other since childhood, and they joined the army together. Later, Yang Dayong was wounded on the Korean battlefield and most of his face was burned. He retired from the army and returned to his hometown, where he got married and had children.
Unfortunately, Yang Dayong fell ill again and his life never got better. When Xiao Zheng learned about his situation, he sent him ten yuan every month so that he could buy medicine and let his children go to school.
But I didn’t expect that Yang Dayong passed away last year.
He didn't know.
Liu Yue'e wanted to write a letter to Xiao Zheng, but she was illiterate and was afraid to ask someone else to write the letter, which would expose Xiao Zheng's address. What if Yang Dayong's mother and brother said something to Xiao Zheng, and Xiao Zheng also came to persuade her to remarry...
Out of selfish motives, Liu Yue'e did not tell Xiao Zheng.
After hearing Liu Yue'e's words, Yang Dayong's mother also knew who the person in front of her was.
She walked forward enthusiastically and wanted to hold Xiao Zheng's hand, but unfortunately Xiao Zheng was pulled back by An Hua, and she missed.
Yang Dayong's mother didn't care and said with a smile: "So you are Tiezhuzi. You often came to my house to play when you were a child. Wow, I haven't seen you for so many years. You have changed a lot! I heard that you are a high-ranking official? Great, great, you have a promising future."
"Iron Pillar, let me tell you something," Yang Dayong's mother suddenly changed her expression and glared at Liu Yue'e, "The wife Dayong married is not a good person. It's been less than a year since Dayong left, and she's already rolling around in the firewood pile with the bachelor in the team!"
Liu Yue'e's eyes turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense! When did I do that? I..."
How can one explain such a thing? Just like the shit thrown on your body, it will still smell no matter how you wash it.
Yang Dayong's mother relies on her mouth, and now everyone in the team looks at her differently.
Liu Yue'e was afraid that Xiao Zheng would be like the others in the team and believe what Yang Dayong's mother told her to remarry.
Yang Dayong's mother ignored Liu Yue'e and continued to say to Xiao Zhengyu: "So I thought, if it rains today, my mother will get married, and I can't stop her. I will just find her a husband and let her marry. I will raise the children left by Dayong."
Yang Dayong's younger brother couldn't wait to say, "Yes, yes, Brother Tiezhu, don't send the money for the children to this woman anymore. She used it all to support wild men. Just send it directly to me, your uncle."
This is the purpose of the Yang family mother and son.
These shabby houses left by Yang Dayong are nothing. What they want is ten dollars a month!
"You old bitch, I'm going to fight you to the death!" Liu Yue'e felt desperate and wanted to die together with this old woman.
For a moment, no one else could stop Liu Yue'e, and she actually knocked Yang Dayong's mother to the ground. However, she was soon picked up by the people brought by Old Lady Yang.
"You little bitch, you hit me!" Old Mrs. Yang said as she was about to kick Liu Yue'e.
Liu Yue'e's son quickly stood in front of Liu Yue'e to protect his mother.
"Enough!" Xiao Zheng shouted.
The noisy scene suddenly stopped and everyone looked at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Since Yang Dayong is dead, I will no longer send money in the future."
An Hua looked at Xiao Zheng, and immediately understood his purpose, so she didn't say anything.
"How can I do that?" Yang Dayong's younger brother was the first to ask, "How can my nephews survive if I don't send them money?" He then said to Old Lady Yang, "Mom, since there will be no money in the future, I won't be a sucker and raise my nephews for nothing."
Old Mrs. Yang also backed off.
She didn't plan to raise them for nothing by taking the money. Liu Yue'e was right. The son could be kept as a laborer, but the two daughters had to be sent away early.
However, if you really do this, you will inevitably be criticized by your teammates.
It would be fine if there was money to be gained, and it would be fine if her spine was poked. But now that there is no money to be gained, is there any need to drive Liu Yue'e away?
It would be better to let this woman stay and raise Dayong's offspring.
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