Mrs. Sun was so frightened that she didn't dare to express her anger. She held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly and walked to the long bench in the corner with her head lowered, and sat down.

On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Tan was a little reluctant when she saw that she could not drive Yang Ruoqing out of the room. After being glared at by the head of the family, Old Yang, she snorted and turned her face towards the bed.

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Mrs. Sun was so frightened that she didn't dare to express her anger. She held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly and walked to the long bench in the corner with her head lowered, and sat down.

On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Tan was a little reluctant when she saw that she could not drive Yang Ruoqing out of the room. After being glared at by the head of the family, Old Yang, she snorted and turned her face towards the bed.

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Old Yangtou withdrew his gaze, glanced around the faces of his three sons on the Eight Immortals table, sighed, and said, "I called all your brothers over at night to figure out what happened to the third son.

What happened to the third child is the misfortune of our old Yang family. The children of the third brother are so silly and so small. From now on, they have five mouths to eat, take medicine, etc., just pointing.

The third daughter-in-law is a woman, so this burden is bound to be unbearable! You are all brothers, and I asked you to come here because I want to hear what you have in mind. Also, do I still want to give you the legs of your third brother?

If he wants to be treated, how should he be treated?"

After Old Yang finished his opening remarks, he also brought up the central theme of tonight's family meeting. However, after he rolled up the tobacco and stuffed it into the hole again, lit it and took several puffs, the table

The three sons who came to the meeting all had their heads lowered, their mouths pursed, and their brows furrowed, but no one uttered a single word!

Seeing this momentum, Old Yangtou was unhappy.

He knocked the dry tobacco rod in his hand on the corner of the table twice more, glared at the sons in front of him, and lectured: "What's going on? They all look like gourds with their mouths sawed off. I'm calling you here. Is that right?"

Taking things into account, how can our old Yang family work together to overcome this difficulty without making any noise?"

The three Yang brothers at the table looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke first.

Old Yangtou was so angry that his originally dark face turned red. He raised his tobacco pole and pointed at Yang Huaan, who was sitting on his lower left, "You are the boss, and the eldest brother is the father. You take the lead and talk about this matter."

What to do!”

Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting in the corner, had been paying attention to what was going on here. When she heard Old Yang's head asking questions one by one by name, her eyes also followed her uncle Yang Hua'an.

The original owner was a mentally retarded person, and the memories in his mind were like disconnected fragments, still very vague. To be honest, the people in the room in front of him were basically strangers.

However, look at this uncle Yang Hua'an, although he was born into a farmer's family, and his daughter-in-law, Jin, is such a sloppy woman who cannot be put on the stage, but Yang Hua'an himself is a bit more refined than the average farm man.

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The slightly fat body was wrapped in a dark gray dress. The dress was 70% new. There was a patch on the shoulder, but the dress was held very smoothly, and there was basically no mess. The outline of the facial features was similar to that of Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou.

They are 80% similar, except that Yang Huaan's eyes follow Tan's, with narrow eyes. When he is not talking, he sits there with his hands folded and squints slightly, like a living Bodhisattva, but occasionally the eyes circle and appear again.

Something elusive flashed through.

Yang Ruoqing always had a precise eye for seeing people. The uncle in front of her looked like a good, silent man, but he was probably in deep trouble on the inside!

After being called by Old Yangtou and seeing everyone in the room focusing on him, Yang Huaan moved his buttocks, raised his eyelids, glanced around lightly, and finally landed on Old Yangtou.

He sighed deeply and said: "Dad and I thought about it. What happened to the third child is a great misfortune for our Lao Yang family. On the way here, I was still talking to Yongxian Yongjin and his fourth brother.

I would like to remind them that they, who are nephews, should help the third uncle more in the future. After all, he is his biological third uncle and cannot write two Chinese characters in one sentence..."

It was about her own interests, so Yang Ruoqing pricked up her ears.

But after listening for a long time, all I could hear was Yang Huaan sighing, either remembering the brotherhood of the past, or expressing his current heavy and sad mood. He didn't answer the issue that Old Yang had raised earlier at all.

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This is Tai Chi, she thought to herself. She glanced at the four cousins ​​standing behind Yang Huaan from tallest to shortest. All of them had their heads lowered, looking at their noses, noses, and hearts. It was obvious that they had been thinking about it before they came.

With Yang Hua'an's instruction, I didn't dare to express my position randomly.

Over there, Old Yangtou listened for a long time and finally got impatient.

"Okay, okay, you've gone through so many twists and turns, my brain is almost dizzy because of you, and I still haven't figured out what you're talking about!"

Lao Yang paused for a moment, and then said: "You are the eldest brother, so just show your attitude. Can your third brother's leg be cured?"

Yang Huaan's fat, saggy face showed an embarrassed smile. He glanced at the second and fourth children of the Yang family sitting on the table and said, "Dad, you are asking me this, you are not asking me to

Is it difficult?"

"What's the embarrassment? Just say it!" Old Yangtou has a fiery and straightforward temper. He can't stand this kind of person who talks half and hides half, so his voice became a little harder at that time.

Yang Huaan swallowed his saliva and did not dare to laugh anymore. He lowered his eyes and showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he considered it and said cautiously: "Dad, I said it was difficult for a reason. I said no.

You can't bear to treat the third child, right? We are brothers, how can we just watch the third child be wasted like this? There are old people above and younger ones, and the burden on the shoulders of the third child is heavy! But if I

Let’s talk about treatment, where should the money come from?”

"My parents are still alive. This is the blessing for us as children and grandchildren. All the money in the family is in our mother's hands. How much money we have, our parents know better than us. Also, I have stated my position here that I will provide treatment, but this family

I'm not the only one. Neither the fifth brother nor the sixth sister has a family, but the second brother and the fourth brother have both married. They have children and a daughter. They have to eat and drink every time they open their mouths. What are they thinking? I am the elder brother.

I can't figure it out, so I rashly stand up and want to treat Lao San, and if I don't get enough treatment, I will be blamed in my heart! This is what puts me in a difficult position!"

After hearing what Yang Hua'an said, Old Yang's face suddenly turned darker.

This eldest son is just a piece of meat on a hob. If he is the first to ask questions, it is as if he has not asked anything.

"Second brother, what did you eat beef liver this night? I asked you to come here to drink tea? Put down your tea bowl and quickly tell me what you think about this matter!" Old Yang looked at the old man who was drinking tea.

Er Yang Hualin shouted.

Yang Hualin was sitting on a stool, with one leg on the ground and the other leg on the stool. When Old Yangtou asked, he slowly put down the tea bowl in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corners of his mouth, and said disapprovingly: "You want me?"

Tell me, there is nothing to cure! How can people like us be cured? Uncle Forbes said, even those rich men who are involved in this kind of thing can only expect 40%, 40%.
Chapter completed!