"What?"

"ah?"

Yang Hualin and Yang Huaan were so shocked that they almost jumped up.

"Dad, don't be confused. That's a huge thank you gift. With that thank you gift, our old Yang family can get back on its feet again..." Yang Hua'an said earnestly.

Yang Hualin couldn't help but said: "Father, if you don't want it, just give it to me, I want it all!"

"Second brother, do you want to lose face?"

Yang Huazhong couldn't stand hearing it anymore and yelled.

"You have fallen in love with money. Do you care about nothing for money?" he asked.

Yang Hualin responded angrily: "Fools don't care about money. What's wrong with me?"

"If your fat girl hadn't been able to earn money, she wouldn't have had enough to eat before. See how you can talk like this, third brother. It's true that a full man doesn't know how hungry a man is when he's hungry!" Yang Hualin said.

Yang Huazhong was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Money is indispensable to everyone, but you can't be as unprincipled as my second brother!" he continued.

"It's just that I have no principles, and I'm still encouraging my father."

"That money, do you really want it?"

"If you think about it, in the past few years, a handful of soil was poured over our direct grandmother's grave?"

"Not to mention getting wet with soil, you also peed on that grave several times when you went to burn incense, right?"

"Now for the sake of money, everyone is vying to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson. Bah!"

Yang Huazhong spat hard at Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin rolled his eyes in anger, looking for support in the crowd.

It's a pity that everyone was so scolded by Yang Huazhong that they couldn't hold their heads up, including Lao Yangtou.

Old Yang slowly raised his head and looked at the children and grandchildren in front of him.

"The third child is right. I don't have the nerve to ask for that money."

"Let's do our filial piety as juniors first. Tomorrow morning, all of you will go up the mountain with me to wash the grave."

"Dad..." Yang Hualin was still there unwilling to give in.

Lao Yangtou stared: "Am I still your father? Is my words useless?"

Yang Hualin lowered his head, curled his lips, and said nothing.

Lao Yangtou said: "That's it, it's settled, let's go!"

…

After everyone dispersed, Old Yangtou asked Yang Huazhong to invite Li Zheng, several village elders, Yan Huaian, and little Old Yangtou to the third room.

Lao Yangtou told Li Zheng and others about this matter.

Everyone was shocked, obviously they didn't expect that the big and small old Yang heads were fighting over each other, and the final result would be like this?

One of the oldest village elders spoke up.

"There are some things that I couldn't say when you two were arguing over them, and I have no evidence or proof. Saying them would be bad for our ancestors."

"Now that you have figured out your life experience, I might as well tell you."

"Back then, when your old Yang family was still the big landowner in our village, my parents were working as helpers in your family."

"There was a period of time when my mother was dedicated to serving the confinement child."

"At that time, everyone in the village said that my wife had given birth to a son."

"One night, I overheard my parents talking there."

"I just realized that the person my mother is serving during the confinement period is not my wife."

"My wife gave hush money to several personal servants at home to prevent them from telling anyone..."

After hearing what the village elder said, Old Yangtou became even more certain that he was the child of that concubine.

The wife gave birth to a child through surrogacy.

If Yan Huaian hadn't come over to give a thank you gift, I would have been kept in the dark about this for the rest of my life!

Old Yangtou's tears rolled down again.

Little Old Yangtou came over and put his hand on Old Yangtou's shoulder: "Brother..."

Old Yangtou raised his teary eyes and looked at the little old Yangtou in front of him.

"It took me a long time to do this. We are half-brothers."

Little old Yang nodded. Two old men, you look at me, and I look at you.

No wonder everyone used to say that their two brothers looked alike.

It doesn’t look like someone who came out of a mother’s womb!

The kind of family affection deep in the bones also returned to life warmly at this moment.

Little old Yangtou also had a look on his face, shaking his head and sighing: "It's fate, my poor mother, gave birth to our two brothers in vain, and died as a wild ghost in a lonely grave."

"Brother, let's go together tomorrow to shower our mother's grave and burn incense..."

"well!"

Seeing that these two old brothers, who used to be incompatible with each other, now shake hands and make peace, Yan Huai comforted his gray beard and looked happy.

Yan Huaian stood up and said to the old brothers: "Seeing your brothers reunited, I feel that this trip is worth it."

"Since you are all the descendants of my benefactor, I will add some more to this thank you gift, half for you!"

Hearing this, little old Yangtou was very happy.

The elder Yangtou was also very excited, but still very ashamed.

"I don't want my share... I don't have the shame to ask for it!" he said.

Yan Huaian raised her hand to stop the elder Yang Tou from saying, "Your mother saved my life, and I swore that I would take care of her descendants."

"You two are both her biological sons, so I will fulfill my promise."

Money is something external to one's body. Compared with these things, the benefactor must be in the sky. What is more gratifying is to see these brothers recognize each other, right?

Yan Huaian nodded secretly and let out a sigh of relief.

Because this temporary meeting was held at Yang Ruoqing's house.

After everything was discussed, Yang Huazhong came over to greet everyone in Li Zheng.

"My family is going to kill a pig for the New Year today. Don't leave at night. We will all eat pig-killing rice at my house!" said the man.

No one had any objections and all stayed, drinking tea, smoking and chatting.

Old Yangtou had not yet had time to tell his descendants about the result of the meeting regarding the equal sharing of the thank you gifts.

At night everyone returned home happily.

Early the next morning, as agreed, Yang Huazhong brought a shovel, a pole, and a basket.

Sun, Yang Ruoqing, Da'an and Xiaoan all followed him to the old house.

When I arrived, at the door of the east room, two brothers, Old Yangtou and Little Old Yangtou, were summarizing things.

Next to them, Yang Hua'an, Yang Huaming, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, and even Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi all came over.

The men carry tools for carrying soil from the grave.

The women brought their children and carried offerings of burning incense, firecrackers and the like.

"Is everyone here?" Old Yangtou asked loudly.

"Dad, no one from the second room came!" Yang Huaming said loudly.

When Lao Yang took a look, it was true!

The old man pointed at Yang Yongjin: "Second boy, go to the front yard for a run, I'm afraid they haven't gotten up yet!"

Yang Yongjin put down the pole in his hand, turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

After a while, he came back again.

"There is no one in the house, the quilt, clothes and everything else are gone," he said.

"What?"

Old Yang was startled, and was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"This beast can't afford to wake up early without any benefit. He must have packed up his clothes and ran away yesterday after hearing me tell him that he didn't want the thank you gift!"

Old Yangtou said angrily.

The little old Yangtou next to him also gritted his teeth with hatred.

"If the same quilt covers two people, my daughter will also be a white-eyed wolf!" said little old Yangtou.
Chapter completed!