The east room of the old Yang family.

Lao Yangtou was sitting at the table, holding a dry tobacco pole in his hand, leaning his neck and talking to a middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

"Wenxuan, why didn't you send a message to your uncle in advance before you came here? I can ask your brothers to pick you up at Dashiling," said Old Yangtou.

The Wenxuan mentioned here is his cousin's eldest son, Yang Wenxuan from Yuncheng.

When Yang Wenxuan heard what Old Yang Tou said, he smiled modestly.

"Uncle, what you said is really offending my nephew. Why should my nephew come to see his uncle and aunt? They are familiar with each other!" he said.

Old Yangtou liked hearing this and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Yes, yes, we are familiar with each other, but you came suddenly and I haven't prepared a house for you yet," Old Yangtou said again.

Yang Wenxuan waved his hand and said: "Uncle, there is no need to be so grand. The house we lived in last time will be fine. I am your nephew, not an outsider."

These words touched the heart of Old Yangtou. The more he looked at it, the more his nephew found it pleasing to his eyes.

At this moment, Mrs. Tan came over, holding a bowl of brewed tea in her hand.

Upon seeing this, Yang Wenxuan quickly stood up and took the tea from Tan's hand with both hands.

"Auntie, you have bad eyesight and you still make tea for a junior like me. This makes Wenxuan really feel bad..." he said.

There was also a friendly smile on Mrs. Tan's face.

"It's okay. I haven't been blind for a year or two. If I couldn't do this job, I would have died eight hundred times ago," she said.

Yang Wenxuan was holding tea and standing there with a humble smile on his face.

Old Yangtou said: "Your aunt has been blind for several years. She can clearly feel things in this yard, let alone in this house."

"Wenxuan, don't worry about your aunt. Sit down and let us drink tea and talk." Old Yangtou greeted.

Yang Wenxuan then sat down and chatted with Lao Yangtou.

At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps and voices outside the house. Old Yang raised his head and said to Yang Wenxuan: "It's Lao San and Qing'er who are here. I sent someone to call them over earlier."

Hearing the name 'Qing'er', Yang Wenxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and soon returned to normal.

"Dad, I heard that Brother Wenxuan is here?" Yang Huazhong asked loudly after entering the door.

Old Yangtou stood up, and Yang Wenxuan quickly stood up as well.

Old Yangtou said: "It's your brother Wenxuan who is here. Your brother Wenxuan has brought us a lot of gifts. This is very expensive..."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing were not surprised, because just now at the door of Lao Yang's house, they saw several servants brought by Yang Wenxuan, carrying gifts one after another from the carriage.

In the room, Yang Wenxuan had already bypassed Old Yang's head and quickly came to Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing.

"Third brother, is this girl my niece Qing'er?"

The words were addressed to Yang Huazhong, but Yang Wenxuan's target seemed to be Yang Ruoqing, who was standing next to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded, turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "This is your uncle from Yuncheng."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, and greeted Yang Wenxuan generously.

Yang Wenxuan stretched out his hand for support: "We are all family members, niece Qing'er does not need to be so polite."

Yang Ruoqing stood up straight.

At the table, Lao Yangtou greeted: "What are you doing standing there? Aren't you tired? Haha, come here, sit down and talk."

"Hey, okay, okay!"

Yang Wenxuan nodded, raised his hand to greet Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing: "Come and sit..."

Yang Huazhong said: "Brother Wenxuan, you have come a long way, you sit down first!"

"Sit together and sit together."

After tugging and grinding for a while, everyone sat down around the table.

As soon as his butt touched the stool, Yang Wenxuan couldn't help but take the initiative to talk to Yang Ruoqing. Nine out of ten sentences were about business.

Ask Yang Ruoqing what kind of business she is currently engaged in and how big her circle is.

Where are the products from the mountains sold? How is the perfume market in the capital? How much is the revenue in a year?

As for Yang Ruoqing, she returned half and left the other half. Neither Old Yangtou nor Yang Huazhong spoke, leaving them to talk.

Old Yang was clicking his head and smoking a dry cigarette, listening to the two of them talking about business matters with a smile on his face, his face full of joy.

After talking about it, Yang Ruoqing didn't want to talk anymore.

Because she found that Yang Wenxuan seemed to be particularly interested in her business.

The questions were endless, and many of the questions already involved some business secrets.

Yang Ruoqing directly interrupted Yang Wenxuan's question and said with a smile: "Uncle, niece, thank you for your concern for my business. However, you are here to visit relatives today, so we won't talk too much about business. It's embarrassing.

, you should just have a good time with me and my father, my father is very jealous of your eldest nephew, and he will praise you when he meets everyone these days."

Hearing this, Yang Wenxuan glanced at Old Yang and said with a smile: "Blood is thicker than water. My uncle and I have not been together for decades, but as long as we know that we are blood relatives, no matter how late we meet

, that feeling of favoritism and closeness comes!”

These words once again touched the heart of Old Yangtou.

He pulled out the cigarette stick from his mouth and said to Yang Wenxuan: "Wenxuan, how is your father's body? When you left last time, didn't you say that your father also wanted to come to Changping Village to take a look?"

"Whenever is convenient, I'll ask your third brother and Yongjin to go to Yuncheng and bring your father to Changping Village to stay for a while?"

"Although our rural place is not as prosperous as your Cloud City, the climate in the mountains is good, the fish and shrimp are fresh, and there are game in the back mountains. It is a good place to stay in health!"

Upon hearing Old Yangtou's invitation, Yang Wenxuan said: "Uncle, what do you mean, I told my father when I went back last time."

"My dad also wants to come. He said he wants to come and see your long-lost brother."

"No, during this period, the brothers and sisters in the family are busy preparing for the birthday banquet..."

"Birthday banquet?" Lao Yangtou opened his eyes wide, "Whose? Is it your father's?"

Yang Wenxuan nodded.

"What is my brother's age this year?" Lao Yangtou asked again. He asked last time, but now he has forgotten it.

Because there are so many happy things that I can’t remember them all.

Yang Wenxuan said: "My father is sixty-four this year."

"Sixty-four? Haha, that's two years older than me. I'm sixty-two and your aunt is fifty-eight!" Old Yangtou said.

Yang Wenxuan nodded, "Uncle, your body is stronger than my father's. You don't look like sixty-two, but fifty-five at most."

"My aunt is well-maintained. She can't be seen as fifty-eight, but at most forty-eight!" Yang Wenxuan said.

Yang Ruoqing, who was drinking tea, almost choked when she heard this.

She couldn't help but raise her eyes and glance at Yang Wenxuan, "Good guy, there's nothing wrong with this flattery."

However, Lao Yangtou and the Tan family, especially the Tan family, are really useful.
Chapter completed!