As noon approached, the hearts of the sisters-in-law, Sun and Bao Suyun, became tighter and tighter.

"How are you doing, Sister-in-law? When I think about my father coming over soon, my heart is beating wildly and my eyelids are also twitching. I am really worthless!" Bao Suyun said.

Mrs. Sun also smiled bitterly, "Me too, I almost forgot to put salt in the last bowl of food."

Bao Suyun sighed: "Hey, if I had known I was so worried, I should have kept my mouth shut and not told Lao Wu about this matter. I just turned a blind eye and got it over with. Why bother now?"

Suffer this crime."

Sun didn't agree with this, "Suyun, I used to have the same idea as you. I always thought that big things could be turned into trivial things, and it would be best if I could calm things down. But Qing'er taught me through many things that I shouldn't

What you endure cannot be tolerated, so no matter what happens later, we have to keep calm!"

Bao Suyun saw something called courage in Sun's eyes. Inexplicably, she gradually calmed down.

"Okay, let's calm down. After being a soft-boiled wife for more than ten years, it's time for us to straighten up."

…

In the hall, Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan were both here, but Mr. Tan was carried here by Yang Yongxian himself.

The old lady was so happy that she hugged Yang Yongxian's neck and walked all the way through the village to Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village. When she heard the greetings from the villagers, the old lady felt that she was extremely proud.

And Lao Yangtou was proud to be following him.

At this moment, the table in the main room was set, Lao Yangtou and Tan took the main seats, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongxian took their seats one after another.

Sun and Bao Suyun put bowls of farm food on the table. Each bowl of food was very real, making people want to eat at the first sight, and they could feel the sincerity of the cooks.

Old Yangtou nodded secretly, very satisfied with this small reunion and small dinner.

"Third brother, where's the wine? Hurry up and bring the wine. I'm happy to be your father. All of you, except Yongxian, have to drink a few cups with me!"

Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will definitely drink with dad and have a good time."

Yang Huazhou said: "It's not about drinking to have a good time, it's about drinking to understand. It's boring to drink drunkenly."

Old Yang glanced at Yang Huazhou and said, "What's going on, Old Five? What does understanding wine mean and what does confused wine mean?"

Yang Huazhou grinned: "It's my turn to ask dad about this. Dad is a sensible person, so why are you pretending to be confused?"

Old Yang was even more puzzled. He turned sideways and looked at Yang Huazhou: "What's wrong with you, Third Brother? Why are you talking so weirdly? What on earth do you want to say? Are you drunk before you even drink?"

Yang Huazhou grinned, just smiled, but stopped talking.

Lao Yang frowned, his good mood suddenly turned a bit bad.

Yang Huazhong winked at Yang Huazhou, signaling him not to rush in, and Yang Huazhou simply shut up.

Old Yang remained silent and sat there with a slumped face.

At this time, Yang Yongxian stood up, holding a cup filled with wine with both hands and brought it to Old Yangtou.

"Master, this is the first cup of wine today. Grandson will drink with you. Grandson respects you!"

"Thank you very much for your kindness in raising your grandson these years."

After Yang Yongxian finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine.

As soon as he tasted the first taste of wine, he couldn't stand it any longer. He frowned and coughed twice.

Then he gritted his teeth and raised his head to drink the remaining wine in the cup.

A burning line of fire went down his throat and burned into his stomach. His internal organs were burning, as if they were on fire, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Yongxian really couldn't understand why so many people liked wine because it was bitter and spicy.

Anyway, he really couldn’t stand it!

On the main seat, Old Yangtou saw Yang Yongxian's move and looked shocked.

By the time he reacted and tried to stop it, it was already too late.

"Yongxian, what are you doing? Why do you, a scholar, drink soberly? Stop drinking!" Old Yangtou scolded him quickly.

Tan said: "Why are you scolding Yongxian? It's rare for our eldest grandson to be sensible and take the initiative to toast you. Even if you sympathize with him, you still have to say it well!"

As if she felt that Old Yangtou couldn't understand, Mrs. Tan set an example and said to Yang Yongxian lovingly and gently: "Yongxian, your father and I both know that you are a filial and good boy. Just a cup of it is enough."

Come on, stop drinking. Your hand needs to hold the pen. If you drink too much, your hand will shake when you turn back to write, and you will get a headache while reading. If you delay studying, you will suffer a big loss."

The people at the table looked at each other.

Especially brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou smiled bitterly. In their brothers' memories, as mothers, Mrs. Tan had never spoken to them in such a tone...

They always thought they didn't understand gentleness, but when they saw Tan treating Yang Huamei and Yang Yongxian...

It turns out that my mother knows how to be gentle, but she has never given this tenderness and love to their brothers!

Yang Huazhong's eyes dimmed, and Yang Huazhou grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drank a large gulp of wine himself.

Old Yangtou looked at Yang Huazhou's behavior, then looked at Yang Yongxian, and felt more and more that this meal was a little unusual.

Under the gaze of Old Yangtou, Yang Yongxian poured himself another glass of wine.

He raised it in front of Old Yangtou again and said word by word: "Master, with this second cup of wine, your grandson will disrespect you. I will punish myself!"

Before he finished speaking, the second cup fell into his stomach.

This time, Yang Yongxian felt that his internal organs were turbulent. He took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent feeling.

Old Yang was anxious and annoyed, "Yongxian, what are you doing? Why are you drinking so much wine? What's going on?"

Yang Huazhong and the others all kept silent and watched quietly.

Yang Yongxian slowly raised his head, his eyes already stained with bloodshot eyes under the influence of alcohol.

"Master, my grandson invited you and my grandma over today. I just want to ask you in front of everyone, why did you put Xiu'er's bracelet in Mei Ying's dressing box?" he asked.

Hearing this, Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

Yang Yongxian continued: "I understand what you mean. You are sympathetic to the tight living conditions of our family and want to support us. But have you ever thought about it, if you do this, I will fall into an unkind and unjust situation?"

situation!"

Old Yang's eyes flew over the brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou beside him, with guilty expressions on their faces.

Yang Yongxian took out the pair of bracelets, and then said to Old Yangtou: "Master, I beg you, I beg you on my knees, don't do this again. For more than a year, you and I have been trying every trick to get rid of me."

I went up to him and did a lot of ridiculous things, making the house full of smoke and smoke. I really had enough!"

"I just want to study quietly and fight for myself. Whether I pass the exam or not, I will admit it. I really don't want to see you doing so many things for me behind my back and being so ridiculous! I beg you.
Chapter completed!