Yang Huaan and Blacksmith Luo are of the same age, and they are just forty this year.

Yang Yongjin, on the other hand, is similar to Luo Fengtang.

The former is a middle-aged man who has been drained by alcohol and sex, while the latter is a young man with a vigorous spirit.

Yang Yongjin rushed over and threw Yang Huaan to the ground.

At that time, the father and son fought together and rolled around in the field, crushing a large piece of rapeseed.

Unlike everyone who was screaming and panicking, Yang Ruoqing suppressed her excitement and moved coquettishly to the best viewing angle.

From her angle, she could see Yang Yongjin holding Yang Huaan's collar tightly with both hands.

One of Yang Huaan's hands was strangled by Yang Yongjin's throat, and the other was grabbing Yang Yongjin's shoulder.

Yang Yongjin turned his head, and Yang Huaan was stunned.

"Tell me, are you going to apologize to my mother?"

Yang Yongjin's eyes turned red and he shouted harshly.

Yang Huaan was also roaring: "You bastard, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you and pretend I never gave birth to you!"

Yang Huaan's fist hit Yang Yongjin's face.

It hit him hard, and Yang Yongjin's two nosebleeds immediately started to flow down.

Yang Yongjin wiped the bottom of his nose and saw blood on the back of his hands.

"You old beast!"

He roared, rode on Yang Hua'an, raised his hand and pointed the bow left and right at Yang Hua'an's face.

"Crack, crackle, crackle..."

Yang Huaan's fair, plump and wrinkled face immediately turned red.

On the side, Yang Huazhong swarmed up and pulled Yang Yongjin aside, who looked like he was crazy.

"Yongjin, no matter how wrong he is, he is still your father. If a son starts a fight with me, his life will be shortened!"

Yang Huazhong reprimanded Yang Yongjin very severely.

Yang Yongjin was still very excited.

"Third Uncle, if you knew what he did, he..."

Yang Huazhong stopped Yang Yongjin: "No matter what, you can't do anything!"

"Let's not talk about this for now. We'll talk about it when we get back!"

Yang Huazhong stopped Yang Yongjin.

Family scandals should not be made public.

The villagers working in the nearby fields all came here to watch.

If Mr. Jin were so angry that he tore away the fig leaf of the old Yang family, the entire old Yang family would not be able to hold their head high in the village.

Fortunately, Yang Yongjin listened to what Yang Huazhong meant.

Even though I didn't vent my pent-up anger, I didn't say anything more.

Instead, he stood there and stared fiercely at Yang Huaan over there.

Yang Huaan was lifted up from the ground by several long-term workers. His face was gray and his face was burning with pain.

My head is also dizzy.

"You bastard, if you dare to hit me, go and find Li Zheng. If I don't drive you out of Changping Village, I won't trust Yang!"

Yang Huaan cursed and struggled to come over and grab Yang Yongjin.

Yang Huazhong and several long-term workers were struggling to stop and persuade him.

It seems that persuasion is ineffective.

Yang Huaan was determined to fight Yang Yongjin to the end.

The onlookers around the rapeseed field were all talking and pointing.

Each of them gave full play to their imagination and opened their brains to the maximum extent to guess what the father and son were like.

Everyone was curious and excited.

Cao Bamei stumbled and ran to Yang Yongjin's side.

"Yongjin..."

She looked up and saw the injuries on Yang Yongjin's face and the dried blood under his nose.

Cao Bamei's eyes immediately turned red.

Yang Yongjin was still looking at Yang Huaan, who was jumping around endlessly, and had no time to pay attention to Cao Bamei's distress.

Yang Ruoqing moved closer to Cao Bamei.

"A little skin injury, my second brother has good health and is fine."

She patted Cao Bamei's shoulder to comfort her.

Opposite him, Yang Huaan was still pointing at the sky and cursing the earth, refusing to give up.

This made Yang Huazhong, who was trying to persuade him, look embarrassed and a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, Lao Yangtou, who heard the news, rushed over.

"Get all those bastards back here!"

As Old Yang roared, Yang Huaan paused for a moment.

"Dad, this bastard..."

As soon as Yang Huaan opened his mouth, Old Yangtou stopped him.

"Shut up, come home first, don't embarrass yourself outside!"

…

In the yard of the back house of Lao Yang's family.

Yang Yongjin knelt on the ground in the middle of the yard stubbornly.

Old Yangtou stood in front of him, scolding him with a face darker than the bottom of the pot.

"If I hit dad, it will be like thunder from heaven."

"You little brat, are you possessed by ghosts or what? Do you do such a derogatory thing?"

"There are no bad parents in the world. Why don't you quickly kowtow to your father and admit your mistakes?"

Old Yang scolded him repeatedly.

Yang Yongjin raised his face with stubbornness and anger on his face.

He glanced over at Yang Hua'an who looked gloating over his misfortune, and then spat hard on the ground.

"I have always respected the old and loved the young, and I also respect the elders in my family."

Yang Yongjin spoke.

"But, I am not that foolish and filial person."

"He did those shameful things first. Not only does he not feel guilty, he doesn't feel he owes us, mother and son."

"On the contrary, it got worse!"

"In broad daylight, I pretended to have a stomachache and hid back home. I hid in the house and hooked up with those women who were also shameless and disrespectful."

"He broke into my mother, hit her, pushed her into the patio and almost died!"

"Afterwards, I threatened my mother and refused to allow her to give us any hints."

"Is such a father worthy of being a husband and a father?"

"Does he still have the nerve to ask for our respect as a son?"

Yang Yongjin asked excitedly.

"What?"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment.

The old man glanced at Yang Huaan who looked guilty over there, and then at Mrs. Liu who quickly flashed back to the west room.

The old man understood immediately.

He pointed at Yang Huaan: "Beast, you are an incorrigible beast..."

"Come here and kneel down for me!"

Old Yang yelled angrily, and Yang Huaan had to kneel down.

Old Yang rushed over and slapped Yang Huaan again on the face.

"Why are you still messing with her?"

"Look at Mr. Kang, isn't retribution enough?"

"Beast, bastard, how long are you going to embarrass our old Yang family before you stop?"

Facing Lao Yangtou's repeated questions, Yang Huaan hung his head.

Old Yangtou became angrier and angrier as he talked, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"You don't have to bear the infamy, I'm here. I'm an old man and I'll risk my life. I'll beat you to death with my own hands, and I'll pretend that I never gave birth to you!"

As Old Yangtou said this, he looked around for a handy 'weapon'.

"Master, use this..."

A broom for sweeping the yard was handed to Old Yangtou with both hands.

The person holding the broom is none other than Yang Ruoqing.

Old Yang was startled for a moment and frowned.

Originally, I just wanted to create a show of momentum to intimidate Yang Huaan, and I didn't want to actually fight.

At this time, it was time for Yang Huazhong and others on the side to come over to persuade, stop, and build a step for him to get off...

However, no one came to stop him.

Girl Qing also gave me a broom.
Chapter completed!