With a sad face, Yang Huaming began to play the bitterness card with Yang Huazhong, telling him how difficult it was for him, and so on.

All in all, I just want to express one meaning: a son is a son, a son-in-law, and he is still a son-in-law after all.

The so-called son-in-law who comes to the house is really because he cannot give birth to a son, has no choice, and has no choice but to do so.

In the final analysis, it is only natural and right for a son to be a filial son by taking care of him until he is old and dying, or even throwing a basin into his body when he is dying!

Yang Huazhong waved his hand and interrupted Yang Huaming's words.

"Okay, okay, you don't need to complain to me. This is your fourth house's housework. You can do it as you want. Dad can't control you, let alone me, the third brother?" Yang

Hua Zhongdao.

Yang Huaming smiled apologetically again, nodded and bowed: "Third brother, please don't say that. There are so many brothers, and you are the one I admire the most..."

Yang Huazhong said: "Stop talking, I don't want to say anything more to you. I still have things to do at home, so you can go back!"

"Go back and talk to our dad about this matter. Don't let it happen that they don't come back by then and the old couple is still in the dark about everything."

After saying this, Yang Huazhong turned around and returned to the backyard.

Yang Huaming called out "Third Brother" twice, and what was left to him was the back of Yang Huazhong's head and back.

Yang Huaming looked at Yang Ruoqing with some embarrassment, and Yang Ruoqing also shrugged: "Don't tell me anything, I don't care about it. Fourth uncle, you go back first, I have to do something."

Yang Ruoqing turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yang Huaming again.

"Qing'er, has Tangyazi brought back any news from the county?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I have already told you. Fourth uncle, please go see me later and I will tell you."

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing also ran away.

Yang Huaming looked at the empty hall and sighed somewhat depressedly.

Alas, the matter between Ju'er and Chen Biao has made me no longer human inside and out.

In fact, I didn't think about letting them go back to Lao Chen's house at first. It was because Xiaojuan often told me how bad Goudan was.

As your biological son, naturally you should leave everything to your biological son.

Ju'er's son is Chen Biao's son. To me, he is a grandson, or a grandson. He can be separated by a slap in the middle.

No one has a dog egg kiss!

Thinking of this, Yang Huaming made up his mind, turned around and walked out of Yang Huazhong's yard.

I don’t know how Yang Huaming reported the good news to Old Yangtou and Tan after returning to his old house, and how he came up with the words and plans of ‘grandson’.

Anyway, while cooking dinner, there was a commotion at the old house.

Old Yangtou held a stick in his hand and chased Yang Huaming throughout the village, followed by a group of spectators.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing was cooking dinner, and Luo Baobao ran in excitedly, "Mom, go and see the excitement. Grandpa is chasing Siga Gong all over the village. He has such a thick stick in his hand, and he said he is going to beat Siga.

The male ass is blooming!”

Hearing this, Wang Cuilian, who was helping Yang Ruoqing stuff firewood, was startled, while Yang Ruoqing looked calm.

My father has a good temper. Even if he is dissatisfied with what his fourth uncle has done, the most he can do is scold him and comfort him.

Old Yangtou is different. He is an old man with a lively temper. Moreover, in the old man's mind, the more people in the family, especially the men, the better. The more the better.

How could the fourth uncle not be beaten if he did that?

"Qing'er, leave this to me. You'd better go and take a quick look. Don't cause any trouble later." Wang Cuilian said worriedly after experiencing a huge shock.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head indifferently, "Everything is as expected. Nothing big will happen. At most, my fourth uncle will get a few sticks. He deserves it."

Wang Cuilian was even more surprised when she heard what she said.

Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Baobao: "Okay, Mom, I understand. You can go and play with yourself. Don't run too far. We will have dinner later."

Luo Baobao responded and ran out to play.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing guessed that Wang Cuilian must have ten thousand questions in her mind, so Yang Ruoqing took the initiative to tell her the whole story without waiting for Wang Cuilian to ask questions.

After hearing this, Wang Cuilian shook her head repeatedly, "It's no wonder your father was beaten for this. Your fourth uncle really deserves the beating!"

"Qing'er, why did you just call Xiao An to come over for dinner? Where is your father?"

When having dinner, Blacksmith Luo saw that only Xiao An came over and Yang Huazhong was not there, so he couldn't help but asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "As expected, my father will definitely go to the old house right now. I will warm the food in the pot for him until he comes back at night."

At night, after both children had taken a bath and were put to bed, Yang Ruoqing accompanied the children and sent Luo Fengtang to the yard next door to see if Yang Huazhong was back.

After a while, Luo Fengtang came back.

"My father-in-law is back. I told him to rest at home while we warmed up the food and send it over. My father-in-law said he didn't want you to run away at night, so he came over by himself."

"I'm in the front hall right now, and my uncle is chatting and drinking tea with me," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then you stay with the children, I will heat up the food and take it to the front room."

Luo Fengtang said: "I will accompany you in this dark night."

Yang Ruoqing said: "What are you afraid of in your own yard!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I locked the door and the children slept soundly. It's okay."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing heated up the food and delivered it to the front yard with Luo Fengtang.

At this time, Yang Huazhong was talking to Blacksmith Luo about something that had shocked the whole village this afternoon.

"Dad, eat first, and then continue talking after you finish." Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong said: "Hey, what's the appetite? When I came back from the old house, my head hurt from their noise."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, don't say angry words, your body is more important."

Bowls of hot and fragrant food were taken out from the food box, including braised pork elbow, spicy radish, and garlic sprouts.

"It smells so good. As soon as I saw this dish, I suddenly felt hungry." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing handed over the chopsticks, "Dad, eat it while it's hot."

"good!"

Yang Huazhong picked up the rice bowl, picked up a chopstick of vegetables, and took big bites into his mouth.

I sighed in my heart that it was really nice to have a daughter, such a caring little cotton-padded jacket.

After eating a bowl of rice in two mouthfuls, Yang Ruoqing brought over another bowl of hot tea.

"Dad, drink some tea to moisten your throat," she said.

After eating and drinking, Yang Huazhong said to Yang Ruoqing: "Your father, your fourth uncle is really angry with me today. He was chased out by the whole village and almost beat your fourth uncle to death."

"What's the result?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said: "I have been beaten, scolded, and harsh words have been said, but your fourth uncle has become determined after eating the weight, and no one can stop him!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, frowned, and said, "So, the matter between Ju'er and Chen Biao has been settled?"

Yang Huazhong nodded.
Chapter completed!