"Yongqing is going to be a father? Which woman gave birth to him?"

Mrs. Tan turned around and asked in a loud voice.

One of his eyes narrowed in excitement, the corners of his mouth turned up to both sides, and he smiled.

Old Yang pushed the wheelchair to turn around and said loudly to Ms. Tan who was dumbfounded: "Look, who else could you ask this question? It must be Mr. Mo!"

"Mo's?" Tan was stunned for a moment.

When she was about to ask a few more questions, Yang Huamei's angry voice came from behind her: "Mom, go back and celebrate with them, don't pretend to help me find Wangsheng!"

"I gave birth to a son by myself, and I feel pain myself!"

Tan was so frightened that she quickly turned around. Although she was trying her best to control her expression, there was still a trace of smile that did not dissipate on her face.

And this smile that hadn't had time to stop hurt Yang Huamei's heart even more.

She felt like her heart was turning cold and cold, and she was getting tired of fighting over and over again.

Xiao Hei's surname is not Yang, but Wang. This fact alone has already determined that in the match between him and Yongqing, people from his mother's family will only favor Yang Yongqing from top to bottom!

Yang Huamei warned Tan again, meaning to tell her not to follow!

Then, Yang Huamei ran out of the Luo family yard like a gust of wind.

Tan wanted to follow him, but as soon as he took a step forward, he tripped on the threshold and almost fell.

Mrs. Tan groaned and exclaimed.

Fortunately, the old lady was quick-sighted and managed to hold onto the door frame next to her to prevent her from completely falling to the ground.

Behind him, in the Luo family hall, everyone who was still happy before saw this scene and rushed here one after another.

The first person to bear the brunt was Yang Ruoqing, who rushed over like a gust of wind and quickly helped Tan up.

When Ms. Tan was being helped up, the old lady raised her head and looked at the direction in which Yang Huamei was walking away.

Yang Huamei did not look back.

He didn't even look back.

Yes, her old lady fell behind her, but she didn't even look back!

Such a girl...

Tan's eyes were completely cloudy, and there was even a hint of despair in them.

Let Yang Ruoqing help her up and stand upright.

Then the Sun family and others also came over, and even Lao Yangtou pushed his wheelchair to the door of the Luo family hall.

However, there was a threshold blocking the old man, so he couldn't get out. He could only crane his neck and look anxiously, asking loudly: "What's going on? Is the old lady okay?"

Yang Ruoqing and others helped Tan over and brought her to Old Yang.

Mr. Tan stood there with his head drooped, looking lonely and gloomy.

Old Yangtou looked at his wife's appearance and determined that she was not physically injured.

That staggering at the door earlier, my wife was heartbroken...

"Don't be sad, go inside, sit down, and wash your face!" Old Yangtou could only say this.

Mrs. Tan nodded lonely, and Mrs. Sun and others helped her into the main hall of the Luo family.

Everyone doesn't know whether to be happy or unhappy at this moment.

Finally, Yang Huazhong stamped his feet: "Forget it, I'd better go to Lao Wang's house and see Xiao Hei again, so that Mei'er won't have to think too much!"

Sun said: "I'll go with you!"

Bao Suyun also stood up: "I'll take a look too."

Mrs. Liu curled her lips, she was too lazy to go.

Cao Bamei didn't make any move either.

Yongqing is Yongjin's biological brother, and she is also Yongqing's biological second sister-in-law. It is impossible for her to go and see Xiaohei.

Yang Ruoqing twisted a handkerchief to wash Tan's face, and then helped to squeeze Tan's shoulders for a while.

This old lady loves to be clean all her life, her body is always fresh and refreshing, and her hair is washed every now and then.

It felt good to stand behind her and squeeze her shoulders.

Mr. Tan seemed to be taking advantage of it, and his complexion gradually recovered.

She turned her head and asked Old Yang calmly: "Are you sure? You're not mistaken. If you are wrong, it will be a big joke!"

Old Yang was stunned at first, and then realized what Tan was asking.

Old Yangtou smiled and nodded: "How could I be wrong? It's genuine. It must have been just a few days after I was pregnant. Wang Sheng said that Mo's pulse is relatively shallow."

Mrs. Tan narrowed her eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Ms. Mo is not sensible, but we have to help keep an eye on her. In the next few days, we have to help keep an eye on her."
Chapter completed!