Yang Huazhong said: "What do you know? This thing is not an ordinary swallow's nest. It builds its nest on a cliff, and there is an abyss below!"

ah?

The expressions of Sun Shi and Xiao An all changed!

Yang Huazhong continued with a sullen face: "Many years ago, there was an Orion hunter in the next village. His wife gave birth to a baby and hemorrhaged heavily. He said he wanted to use bird's nests to survive."

"He went to pick it at the foot of the cliff at Zuo Niujiao Peak...he never came home again!"

"Bang!"

Mrs. Sun's knees weakened and she fell to the ground.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ruoqing and Daan quickly helped Sun up.

Mrs. Sun held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and looked at her from head to toe again.

"Qing'er, the injuries on your hands and face..."

The woman couldn't stop crying.

Yang Ruoqing said hurriedly: "Mom, don't be afraid. I made these scratches from branches on the road. I didn't go down the cliff. Tang Yazi went down to do it!"

"Tangyazi?"

Sun and Yang Huazhong were shocked again!

…

"Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight, is that possible?"

When Yang Ruoqing came out to pour water for washing her feet, she found Xiao An standing at the door of her house, raising her head and asking.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and asked with a smile: "Of course it will happen, but you have to tell me, why do you want to sleep with me?"

Xiao An blinked his big eyes, "I want to hear my sister tell me about digging out swallow's nests!"

"Oh? That's it. Come in then!"

She touched Xiao An's head and turned around with him to go back to the house. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Da An not far away.

He stood there quietly, his hands behind his back.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing leading Xiao An back to the house, Daan's eyes showed envy.

"Da'an, come too. The three of us will sleep together. I'll tell you about my experience in the mountains today!"

Yang Ruoqing waved to Daan.

Daan's eyebrows lit up and he hurriedly ran towards this side.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing see clearly that what he was hiding behind was actually a pillow!

This kid!

She smiled secretly, greeted her two brothers back to the house, and closed the door tightly.

Yang Huazhong's house.

The man wore his coat and sat on the bedside, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Mrs. Sun was sitting by the bed, using a big oil lamp, busy threading the shoes in her hand.

Mrs. Sun sighed while putting her shoes away: "...I'm scared just thinking about it. My hand holding the needle is still shaking. If I knew they were going to collect bird's nests under the cliff, I would kill to stop them!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, looked at his legs, and sighed.

"If I can really stand up this time, Tang Yazi will be my lifelong benefactor, Yang Huazhong!" the man said solemnly.

Mrs. Sun nodded and said, "That child is not related to us."

"For him to be able to do this, even though he is curious about our daughter Qing'er, it can also be seen that the child's nature is really not bad!"

Yang Huazhong agreed with Sun's view.

He continued: "If we, Qing'er, also care about him, this marriage will be settled!"

"It's hard to tell what our daughter is thinking!" Mrs. Sun frowned and said softly.

"Why do you say that?" Yang Huazhong asked in surprise, "Don't she and Tang Yazi get along very well?"

Mrs. Sun shook her head: "Our daughter is different from other people's daughters."

"She has a carefree temperament, just like a boy. Maybe she regards Tang Yazi as her brother!" said Sun.

Yang Huazhong was silent for a while.

After a while, the man's voice sounded again.

"Marriage is a matter of great importance, even though it is the parents' order and the matchmaker's advice, but we can't be the kind of confused parents who don't care about our daughter's feelings."

"I, Yang Huazhong, will not risk my daughter's life just to repay my kindness."

"I will recognize Tang Yazi as my adopted son. From now on, I will love him as my son and marry him and build a house for him!"

…

"Zichuan, mother has heated up the dinner for you, how about you take a few bites?"

Widow Liu walked into Muzichuan's house carrying food that had been heated no less than three times.

In front of the desk, Mu Zichuan was writing furiously.

"Zichuan, you haven't eaten all day. If you don't take a few bites, you won't have the energy to stay up late at night and write!"

Muzichuan put the food on the table and persuaded him.

Muzichuan said without raising his head: "Mom, take it away. I really have no appetite."

"Why!"

Widow Liu sighed, put the food on the table, turned around and left the house.

The door of Muzichuan's room was open, directly opposite the door of Widow Liu's room, with a main room in between.

Widow Liu brought the spinning wheel to the door of the house and while unwinding the thread, she glanced at her son's house opposite from time to time.

The pay-off truck started to shake, making an old and cumbersome "creak" sound, mixed with Widow Liu's sighs one after another, which sounded intermittently in this silent night...

There is nothing better than knowing a son like a mother.

Widow Liu knew that her son had something on his mind, and it was Fat Ya.

If you don't eat dinner, you are competing with yourself!

Son, this is annoying her as a mother. She should not have gone to Lao Yang's house to propose breaking off the engagement.

My son is still a filial man, but he feels annoyed but dare not say it in front of his mother.

So, just like writing on an empty stomach, hey, I have a headache!

Widow Liu spun for a while and thought it was very late. It was already past midnight.

She got up and came to Mu Zichuan's room again, where Mu Zichuan was still writing with his head buried in his head.

When she came in, he didn't even raise his head.

"Zichuan, it's late at night and the ground is cold. Why don't you get up early tomorrow and write?"

"Mom, I'm not sleepy. You can go back to the house and rest first!"

"Why!"

Widow Liu sighed and shuffled out of the house.

Mu Zichuan raised his head, looked at his mother's thin figure under the light, and frowned slightly.

Mom, your son is unfilial and makes you worried.

However, my son couldn't help himself at the moment. As soon as the pen in his hand stopped, he would feel very irritable.

Mom, please be patient!

He buried his head and once again let himself sink into the sea of ​​books and questions...

Widow Liu opened the door and walked towards the toilet in the backyard under the moonlight.

She had a habit of going to the toilet and carrying the toilet back to the house every night before going to bed, so that it would be more convenient to get up at night.

Let's solve it in the toilet by the way.

Tonight, as usual, she pushed open the toilet door and came in. Under the moonlight, there was a person squatting in the squatting position.

Widow Liu was startled and almost screamed when the figure moved.

He rushed over and covered Widow Liu's mouth, and whispered in a low voice: "Sister-in-law of the Mu family, don't panic, I'm Yang Huaming, come here and use your toilet! Don't scream, I will let go!"

Widow Liu blinked, and Yang Huaming let go of his hand this time.

Widow Liu was in shock. She looked at the man in front of her. It turned out to be Yang Laosi from the old Yang family in the east of the village.

"Yang Laosi, don't you, Lao Yang's family, have a toilet? Why did you come all the way to my house to use it?"
Chapter completed!