Everyone entered the main room.

In the main room, the aroma of wine and food has not dissipated.

As soon as I walked in, I saw two red candles lit in front of the shrine at the innermost part of the main room.

Everyone walked around the patio and came to the Eight Immortals table placed under the shrine.

Lao Yangtou and Yang Hua'an greeted Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang to sit down.

Yang Yongjin teased Xiao An.

Yang Yongxian was busy catching tea leaves and making tea for everyone.

Mrs. Tan sat steadily in a warm bucket beside the table, drinking tea.

Jin stood next to Tan and looked at Daan and Xiaoan. The woman grinned happily but stupidly.

After some pleasantries, everyone sat down.

Xiao An saw the Lord sitting on a chair with a backrest.

There is also a red cloth draped on the chair.

On the table in front of the chair, there is also a bowl of hot tea and several snacks on a plate.

But no one was sitting on the chair.

"Sister, why are there so many delicious foods on that chair when no one is sitting on it?"

He stretched out his chubby hand to point and asked in a sweet voice.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the chair and said to him: "That's my great-grandmother's place."

Xiao An was young and didn't understand the matter of her great-grandmother.

He tilted his head and asked curiously: "Sister, how many great-grandmothers do we have? Previously, during the New Year's Eve dinner at home, you also said that the empty seats were reserved for great-grandmothers."

"Uncle, it's the same here. Do we have many great-grandmothers?"

Xiao An asked seriously.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, why is this little guy getting more and more curious as he gets older?

Before she could explain, Lao Yangtou at the table spoke up first.

"Xiao An, there is only one great-grandmother in our family. She is your father and my biological mother!"

The old man explained patiently and looked at the empty chair again.

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes: "This Chinese New Year, your great-grandmother will take turns to accompany us to have New Year's Eve dinner together. This position in each of our rooms is reserved for her."

Xiao An seemed to understand, but he nodded his head vigorously.

"Xiao An understands, great-grandmother has a big appetite and can eat a lot in one meal."

Old Yangtou: "..."

Everyone was dumbfounded and laughed.

"Tong Yan Wu Ji!" Yang Ruoqing also said with a smile and took a piece of snack to Xiao An.

"Xiao An, eat a snack, be good."

Xiao An took the snack and ate it happily.

At the table, Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong asked about the previous New Year's Eve dinner, and Yang Hua'an also chatted with them.

Yang Huazhong asked about Yang Yongxian's studies again and said many auspicious and encouraging words.

After a while, there was a commotion in the backyard.

Yang Huaming and Mrs. Liu also came with their three daughters to pay New Year greetings to Mr. Yangtou and Mrs. Tan.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and went over, teasing the three girls who were held in Yang Huaming's arms.

"These new clothes are beautiful. When you put them on, you suddenly look like a big child." She praised.

The three girls are all in their early years, and their appearance has gradually grown.

According to Yang Ruoqing's observation, the three cousins ​​in the fourth room, He'er and Ju'er, are almost replicas of Liu.

The third girl, Yang Ruoqiu, has completely inherited Yang Huaming's excellent genes.

And on this basis, it has also been sublimated.

A little girl in her early one year old, with fair complexion, lively eyebrows and a small beauty mark between her eyebrows.

Mrs. Liu usually takes care of herself and doesn't take much care of her three daughters.

The three girls are all unkempt.

Tonight, I carefully combed my hair, washed my face, put on new clothes, and revealed my beauty.

In the hall, not only Yang Ruoqing noticed it, but everyone else except the blind Tan also noticed it.

Old Yangtou said: "Girl Qiu looks like this... maybe she will be really handsome when she grows up!"

Yang Huaan also nodded: "Especially that beauty mark, it adds charm."

Yang Huaming was very happy to hear everyone praising his daughter.

Busily holding the three girls in their arms, they took turns wishing everyone New Year greetings.

After some pleasantries, everyone took their seats.

Mrs. Liu glanced around and said, "Hey, second brother and the others should go back to the village tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings, right?"

Yang Hualin took his family of four to the town to celebrate the New Year out of anger that day and never came back.

Although Old Yangtou later asked people to take the money from the second house to the town, Yang Hualin did not return to the village.

"I said it's true that Second Brother and the others take the money, but when it's time for them to contribute, they just hide away and don't come home during the Chinese New Year. It's true..."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Ms. Liu started chirping again.

Yang Huaming glanced at Mrs. Liu: "This Chinese New Year, can't you say something else?"

Ms. Liu rolled her eyes.

Tan, who had been sitting silently in the hot tub, snorted and spoke.

"The second wife and her husband are traveling all the way. When they come back to the village tomorrow, I have to talk to them. It's outrageous!" Mrs. Tan said.

Old Yangtou put down the dry tobacco pole in his hand and said to Mr. Tan: "You have to have fun during the New Year. If you want to be disciplined, you have to wait until the previous year has passed."

"Sister, what is last year?"

Xiao An got rid of the snack in his hand and asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's the seventh day of the first lunar month."

"oh!"

He nodded and his mind moved elsewhere.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and continued to listen to the elders' words.

Old Yang glanced at the crowd of children and grandchildren sitting around the table, and the old man was quite pleased.

He brought out his commonplace words again.

"We are a family, we are flesh and blood brothers. We must understand and tolerate each other whenever we bump into each other..."

"Teeth and tongue, spatula and pot rim, they all come into contact sometimes..."

"father!"

Yang Huazhong couldn't help but interrupt Lao Yangtou's words.

"Dad, I want to say something." Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhong with a loving look on his face: "Third brother, whatever you want to say, just say it."

Yang Huazhong nodded, and the man looked at the people around the table again.

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve. In front of everyone here, I want to discuss something with dad."

"What's going on? Tell me."

"Dad, the Chinese New Year is a day for family reunions. We, father, son and brothers, are all reunited here."

"But Lao Wu and the others are still thousands of miles away in the south."

"Dad, during the Chinese New Year in the past, our father, son, and brothers all got together together, and our flesh and blood were never separated."

"Even if the second brother and the others do those unfilial things, you can forgive him."

"Can you also be kind to Lao Wu and others and let them return to Lao Yang's family?" Yang Huazhong pleaded.

As soon as the fifth room was mentioned, the good atmosphere in the main room suddenly froze.

The smile on Old Yangtou's face faded a lot in an instant.

He put the dry tobacco stick back into his mouth, neither smoking nor pulling it out.

Just biting it, as if thinking about something.

Everyone on the side was silent.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing put down the tea bowl in her hand.

At this time, she naturally wanted to support Yang Huazhong and fight for the opportunity for Uncle Wu to come back.

"My father is right, and I think so too," she said in a clear voice.

"Face is for others to see."
Chapter completed!