Yang Huazhong went to the front yard to set out bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses. In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing said to Mrs. Sun, "Mom, I've thought about it. Tang Yazi and I won't be too lazy to go to the old house tomorrow."

"In the past, every time I came back from outside, I had to buy things and visit. It was not good if it was too frequent. Besides, we go out many times a year, so it is not a strange thing. From now on, this item will be cancelled.

, just go there with everyone to visit during the holidays, what do you think?"

Mrs. Sun thought about it for a moment and said, "You can make your own decision. It doesn't matter what the decision is. As long as my mother is on your side."

"Hehe..." Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, "Thank you, mother!"

In the hall in the front yard, everyone sat down in order according to their elders. Old Sun was sitting in the first place, feeling a little uneasy.

"I shouldn't be sitting in this seat. I'm not as old as my father-in-law. Third child, why doesn't your father come over? Didn't you say you would invite me earlier?" Lao Suntou asked Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly: "I can't help you."

"What?" Old Suntou was stunned.

Old Suntou knew about the quarrel between Lao Yangtou and his daughter and son-in-law.

Not only Lao Suntou, everyone at the dinner table tonight is an insider.

Yang Huaming smiled awkwardly and said, "How come my father has gotten older, and his temper and temperament have also improved, but his mind has declined?"

"Third brother, let me tell you, he is not only targeting you, he is also ignoring me during this period. It's a pity that we live in the same courtyard and we don't see each other every day. It's really embarrassing

Can't hide."

Yang Yongzhi said: "Not only the third and fourth uncles, but also my father are also annoyed with me. Usually when Hong'er goes to play in the backyard, he will tease a few words and bring out snacks to amuse the children. During this period,

I'm not even amused anymore, I'm confused myself, I don't know where I offended him."

Yang Huaming snorted, "Where else could it be? Of course it was about moving your father's grave last time. At that time, we were busy moving the grave of my mother-in-law in Da'an. Everything has been planned and we will do it step by step."

"Your father had to step in to move your father's grave, and he was in such a hurry. You said that people who move graves usually have special circumstances. Your father has died at the end of his life, and he wants to move his grave out of nowhere. I really don't understand you.

What on earth do you think?"

As Yang Huaming spoke, his eyes fell on Yang Yongxian and found that Yang Yongxian was sitting there cautiously.

Yang Huaming said: "Yongxian, your master has ignored all of us, but he shouldn't have treated you at all, right?"

Yang Yongxian opened his mouth and blushed a little.

Before Yang Yongxian could speak, Yang Huaming continued: "My question is unnecessary. Your father has done so many things, but it's all for you, so why would he be so indifferent to you, right?"

Yang Yongxian's face turned red instantly, "Fourth Uncle, that's not the case. My father moved my father's grave because my father gave it to him in a dream. It has nothing to do with me. Even if it is a good cemetery, it is a blessing.

Our entire Old Yang family, not just me."

Yang Huaming raised his hand and patted Yang Yongxian's shoulder, and smiled meaningfully: "Well, yes, bless our entire old Yang family. My fourth uncle is joking with you. Look, you are so nervous that you are sweating on your forehead.

, come on, wipe it."

"It's hot. I wore a little too much tonight, but I ignored that the weather has gotten warmer." Yang Yongxian explained sheepishly, taking out a piece of sleeve from his cuff and gently wiping the sweat.

Grandma approached him privately about moving the grave.

I said that the 'Crouching Tiger's Den' was specially used to protect his room, so he must study hard and it will be effective within three years.

Here, Yang Huaming also turned around and exchanged cups with Yang Huazhong and the others, but there was a trace of ridicule in Yang Huaming's eyes.

Last time, he and Mrs. Liu went back to Liujia Village to visit relatives. Mrs. Liu's natal brother wanted to build a new house, so Liu Dixian was also invited to the banquet.

Yang Huaming wanted to pry something out of Liu Dixian's mouth, so he got Liu Dixian drunk, and then asked Liu Dixian about Yang Hua's moved tomb and the 'Crouching Tiger's Lair', as well as Old Yang Tou and

Tan's plan.

They almost made Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu angry.

The couple made an appointment and didn't say anything to anyone when they came back.

However, the couple quietly went to Yang Hua'an's grave with shovels and hoes, and dug several ditches beside it. Women's menstrual belts, stray dead cats, dead dogs and other dirty things were all thrown into those ditches.

I threw it away in an attempt to destroy the feng shui there.

The couple didn't dare to tell Yang Huazhong and Sun about Lao Yangtou and Tan's selfishness, because if they spoke out, it would bring out the fact that they dug up other people's graves and ruined Feng Shui, so they kept it in.

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At this moment, Yang Huaming raised his wine cup and said to Yang Yongxian: "Yongxian, your father's acupuncture point is good. My fourth uncle has a hunch that sooner or later, our old Yang family will have another champion, and it will definitely be you."

"

"Come on, come on, my fourth uncle will give you a glass of wine first. When you become a prosperous person in the future, don't forget to take care of your stupid cousin. My fourth uncle is getting old. It would be great if you can raise him up..."

Yang Yongxian was flattered and hurriedly stood up from his seat, "Fourth uncle, we are one family. We don't talk about two families. If I really have that day in the future, I will definitely repay the whole family!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Sun brought the dishes to the table, they happened to catch up with this harmonious scene.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, hoping that her cousin would keep his word and be successful, forgetting everyone's pull when he was down.

At night, in the east room of the old house.

Tan sat on the bed with his legs crossed. Although he was blind, he could still fumble for shoe soles in the dark with his years of experience.

Pull the needle thread a few times and then slide the needle into the hair. This will not only avoid scratching the scalp, but also make use of the oil on the hair to make the embroidery needle smoother and sharper.

This shuttle movement is very technical. It should not be light or heavy. Tan's rank is equivalent to the king level.

Mr. Tan worked hard on the soles of his shoes. At the Eight Immortals table here, Lao Yangtou held a pipe of dry tobacco in his hand and was smoking, but his eyes were always staring at the door, and his ears were perked up.

I'm always paying attention to what's going on outside.

As long as there was the slightest movement outside, Old Yangtou would press his thin lips together and listen with bated breath.

There were footsteps outside the house heading towards the west room, and there was the sound of closing the door at random. Old Yang blew out a smoke ring again and continued to sit and smoke in his original posture.

"Old man, why don't you wash your feet and go to bed to rest? I sat there and smoked for a long time tonight. The room is filled with the acrid smell of smoke. It's so unpleasant!"

Mrs. Tan on the bed couldn't help but urge her.

Lao Yang didn't even bother to flirt with Mr. Tan. He just bit the tobacco stick and said dullly: "Why are you so anxious? It's still early. Many people haven't had their supper yet. We'll go to bed later!"
Chapter completed!