Yang Huazhong said: "Master Yongzhi originally had a son and a daughter."

"At the time of the flood, my son was ill, and Yongzhi took over the work of digging the canals."

"The plague came later, and the master's son was infected and died."

"The master has a white-haired man and a black-haired man, and he has a daughter at his knees."

"No, Yongzhi is getting married," he said.

"Already married?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "Not yet. The date is set for the day after tomorrow. Today, my trustee has sent a message to your master, asking a few of us to come over here and have a meal together the day after tomorrow."

"Because I just lost my son, and I don't have the time to arrange a happy event, I just set up a dinner table, sit down and have a glass of wine with the two families, and it's done!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

I finally understood why Old Yangtou looked like that when I went to the old house in the morning.

It turned out that it was his third grandson who was poached.

Regarding marriage, no matter whether it is modern or ancient, in fact, in everyone's mind, there is a view that the man is at a disadvantage.

In everyone's minds, it is believed that a man has to marry a woman and have a child with the man's surname. This is what he is capable of.

It is a sign of incompetence for a man to carry two pieces of clothing to the woman's house and knock on the door.

Otherwise, he is just a pretty boy, eating soft food, coveting the wealth of his father-in-law's family, and so on.

After giving birth to a child, he will always have the woman's surname. He is just a tool for pregnancy, and he cannot pass on his family's incense.

Therefore, rural families give birth to a large litter of boys.

As parents, no matter how miserable and poor they are, they still have to struggle to help each son get a wife back.

I really don't have the ability, and I feel sorry for my son who is an old bachelor and has no one to rely on in his old age.

I had no choice but to let him out and open the door upside down. This was a helpless situation.

This is the case with my aunt and uncle.

Fortunately, Ga Gong and Ga Po were reasonable and kind to others, and they were very kind to the son-in-law who interrupted the door.

That's why the uncle developed a real relationship with their two elder brothers.

Okay, the topic has gone too far.

"Father, Fifth Uncle, what do you mean when I call you over to do the summation?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong said: "Your father must not agree to this!"

"Your father said that in a family like our old Yang's family, only girls from other families have married in and spread the branches of our family."

"There is no such thing as a man in our family going out and knocking on someone's door. He has no name and no surname. He cannot afford to embarrass that person." He said.

"Well……"

Yang Ruoqing was speechless.

As a man from ancient times, it is not unusual for my father, Yang Huazhong, to have this view.

Yang Ruoqing did not express any opinion on the matter of getting married.

She was just a spectator.

"Then what are my master's plans next?" she asked again.

"Take someone to capture Third Brother?" she said.

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Yes, your master asked me and your second uncle, fourth uncle, and fifth uncle to go with him to your third brother's master's house in a neighboring town tonight."

"Let's make the matter clear in person and bring Yongzhi back!"

…

Just as he finished speaking, Lao Yang walked in at the door of the yard with his hands behind his back and a face that looked like a pot.

Not only Yang Hualin and Yang Huaming were followed behind him, but also little old Yang Tou came over.

Apparently, Lao Yangtou told his younger brother about Yang Yongzhi, so the two brothers went into battle together to let the fire of Lao Yang's family start a prairie fire.

"Third brother, is the carriage hitched yet? We need to hurry up!"

Old Yangtou stood in the courtyard without entering the main room, and asked this direction.

Yang Huazhong hurriedly left the main room and said to Lao Yangtou: "Just go and set it up, it will be over soon."

When Old Yangtou heard this, he was unhappy.

"I asked your family to harness the car just a stick of incense ago, and it's been here until now and I still haven't harnessed it. I really don't know what you are messing around with. Hurry up, hurry up!"

After saying these words, Old Yang quickly walked towards the courtyard door with his hands behind his head.

Here, Yang Huazhong said to Yang Ruoqing beside him: "Your mother is not at home right now. When she comes to her house, you can tell her so that she won't miss you."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Don't worry, Dad, I will tell you."

"However, when dad goes over there, I advise you not to come forward and let me handle it."

"If you can be reasonable, try not to take action."

"If you really want to take action, you should be patient first. Come and tell me, Tang Yazi and I are better at taking action than you."

She accompanied brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou to the backyard to harness the carriage. On the way, she gave them solemn instructions.

Yang Huazhong smiled, "Don't worry, your father and I have only had one fight in my life, and that was with the slaves of Rich Man Li in Lijia Village."

"From the beginning to the end, I have always been harmonious and harmonious with others," the man said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

Next to him, Yang Huazhou, who had been silent, also spoke up.

"Qing'er, don't worry too much, we just went there for a walk."

"I think it's a foregone conclusion, to put it bluntly, that we're going to marry someone else. It's all in vain if we go there," he said.

Yang Huazhong sighed: "It's useless to go and have a look. I won't say anything else. Let's hit the carriage. Dad and the others are still waiting for us outside!"

With the help of Yang Ruoqing, the two brothers quickly hitched the carriage.

Then Yang Ruoqing sent the two of them to the door of the yard, and saw Yang Huaan sitting there wrapped in his coat on a big stone on the roadside.

He was bent over, holding his stomach, and his face, which was as white and fat as a wrinkled bun, had lost its former luster and now looked sickly pale.

He was sitting curled up on the stone, looking like he might faint at any time, he was so weak.

"Sir, uncle is going too?" Yang Ruoqing asked Lao Yangtou here.

Old Yang glanced sideways at Yang Hua'an and said angrily: "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach."

"Children Zhi is so deviant and does such spineless things as knocking on the door. It's all because of his neglect of discipline as a father!"

Yang Ruoqing added: "But, with uncle like this, it would be a bit awkward to go to a neighboring town, right?"

She was not so kind to care about Yang Huaan, she just asked casually.

Hearing her words, Yang Huaan, who had been curled up over there, spoke with a trembling voice.

"Dad, did you hear everything? It wasn't me who said no, even Girl Qing could see that my body couldn't handle the bumps..."

Yang Huaan begged.

"Shut up!"

Old Yangtou drank Yang Huaan angrily.

"No one can stop going today, except you!"

Old Yangtou said.

"Zhi Xiaozi is your son. You have followed him and severed the father-son relationship. Do you want to break up with Zhi Xiaozi as well?"

"You have to go, even if you crawl, you have to crawl for me, and get the wise boy back for me!"

"Dad, just let me stay at home and wait for news? I'm going. If something happens on the way, it will also drag you down..."

Yang Hua'an's pleas are endless, tireless, unrelenting, and will not give up until the goal is achieved.

This completely annoyed Old Yangtou.
Chapter completed!