As soon as Old Yangtou said these words, the expressions of several people in the hall suddenly changed.

Yang Yongzhi sneered, "Master, I was wrong."

Old Yang was surprised and didn't know why.

Yang Yongzhi immediately said: "I really shouldn't have scolded the young boy before. I was wrong."

Old Yangtou frowned and became even more puzzled: "What do you mean, little Zhi?"

Yang Yongzhi stood up lazily, raised his thumb and pointed at the tip of his nose: "Last year, I also gave birth to a daughter. Liu'er and I don't know how happy we are. The palms and backs of our hands are all flesh. We don't think that our daughter is for someone else."

The ones raised by others are the ones you gave birth to, no matter if she is a piece of my flesh to the end of the world, I will treat her the same way!"

Lao Yangtou's face suddenly darkened. Although Yang Yongzhi was angry and contradicted him in person, Lao Yangtou was not stupid.

The corner of his eye secretly glanced at the faces of other people with daughters in the main room. The old man now realized that he had gotten angry and spoke out all he was thinking, and now he had stirred up a hornet's nest!

Cao Bamei also plucked up the courage to fight for the benefits of her two daughters: "The third brother is right, Yongjin and I also have Xiuxiu and their sisters. We all think that our daughters are good, considerate, and can help take care of them."

Brothers, we will be able to help each other when we grow up."

Yang Huaming stroked his hands: "Hey, I used to have the same idea as my father, favoring sons over daughters, and thinking that girls are born to other people's families, but now I don't feel that way anymore. Now Ju'er and Sanyatou give birth to our fourth bedroom.

Pushed up."

Yang Huazhong was very satisfied with Yang Huaming's current transformation and nodded repeatedly: "Without Qing'er, our third room would not be what it is today."

Bao Suyun added: "Without Qing'er, our old Yang family would not be what it is today."

Everyone said something to each other, and except for Yang Yongxian, every other household had a daughter, so these people who had daughters naturally formed a "daughter alliance" and praised the many benefits of daughters together.

Yang Yongxian was so frightened that he kept silent. His fair complexion turned blue and white for a while, and finally it went all the way to the root of his neck.

He opened his mouth several times to try to put in a few words to ease the embarrassment, but found that no one paid any attention to him. He talked to himself alone, and after a few awkward words to explain himself, he simply shut up.

And the eyes of Lao Yang's head were also rolling around. As he matured with age, he naturally developed a thicker face.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped his mouth hard.

The crisp sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

I saw Lao Yang hitting his mouth again and scolding him fiercely: "Look at your bad mouth, what did you say about eating shit? Your son and daughter are all treasures, you have really lost your head because of your age.

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Seeing Lao Yangtou treating him like this, Yang Huazhong could no longer pretend to ignore him, "Dad, don't be like this. Just pay attention to those kind of words later and don't say them again."

Yang Huaming shrugged, with a mocking look on his face: "That's right, it's not pleasant to say, and we don't like to hear it, and we'll slap ourselves in the mouth when we turn around."

"If this mouth is broken, the second is not being able to eat, but the bigger problem is not being able to hold the dry tobacco pole!"

Yang Yongzhi also twitched his lips with a sneer on his face.

Old Yangtou was squeezed so hard that his face turned the color of pig liver. He was filled with anger, but he could only nod his head.

"What you are saying is reasonable. No one likes to hear this kind of talk, and I don't like to hear it myself. Wasn't the young boy angry earlier? What he said was angry. If I don't care about my daughter, then Mei'er

How were you raised? Right? I cherish girls the most, and our old Yang family does not have those evil traditions that favor boys over girls!"

What the old man said was so heart-wrenching that he almost believed it himself.

Yang Huazhong and the others had been fighting wits and courage with the old man for decades. When they heard this, they all looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

But no one exposed it to his face. After all, the old man who was the head of the family was able to change his words in public under the anger of the people. This was a sign of submission. There was no need to kill the old man to death, and it was not a blood feud.

The impromptu family meeting ended just like that, and Yang Yongxian pushed Lao Yang back to his old house. Along the way, both his grandfather and grandson looked solemn, each with their own thoughts and nothing to say.

After entering the main room, Yang Yongxian opened his mouth and said politely: "Sir, do you want to go directly back to the east room to rest? Or go to my room and sit for a while?"

Unexpectedly, Old Yang directly raised his finger and pointed at Yang Yongxian's house next to him: "Is Mr. Liao in the house?"

If he wasn't there, he would go in; if he was there, it would be inconvenient for him to go in.

Yang Yongxian understood the meaning of Old Yangtou's words, so he peeked into the room and said, "No, maybe I took the child to play in the backyard."

Old Yang nodded: "Go sit in your room for a while and let us have a few words."

After entering the house and closing the door, Yang Yongxian wanted to pour tea for Lao Yangtou. Lao Yangtou waved his hand: "I drank a lot of tea at your third uncle's place earlier. Don't worry about it. Come over here. I have something to ask you.

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Yang Yongxian put down his tea bowl and came to Lao Yangtou, standing respectfully.

Old Yangtou first took a look at Yang Yongxian's desk. There were many books stacked on the desk and a large pile of densely written papers. He didn't know whether he was practicing calligraphy or writing articles.

The old man couldn't understand and didn't want to ask. He just turned around and looked up at his eldest grandson, who was already thirty-one years old.

"Yongxian, do you understand what's going on in our family today? I'll just tell you the truth. Today is different from the past. In this big family, you and I are just assuming the title of head of the family."

"They have stopped buying my words. My weight and prestige are not as good as before. I can't favor you anymore, let alone help you. From now on, you have to rely on yourself!"

Yang Yongxian smiled bitterly, but what he was thinking in his heart was, when you were still prestigious, what kind of useful things did you help me with?

You always use your connections to help me get a decent job?

Or should I spend money to buy my next property and shop in the town or county? Or several acres of fertile land?

No!

Nothing at all!

It was just some verbal support. When we were collecting donations together, you secretly picked out my share and gave it back to me. As a result, others found out and it became a scandal!

I didn't receive any benefits, but instead I was hated and ostracized by them. This is the favor and favor you have shown me all these years!

Haha, I want to laugh!

"Yongxian, I am telling you something very serious, why are you still laughing? Are you listening to me?"

Old Yangtou's voice was tinged with anger and he asked in a deep voice.

Yang Yongxian hurriedly calmed down and continued to say respectfully: "Master, my grandson has been listening carefully. What he wants to say is that in the future, I don't have to worry about my grandson. He will study hard."

"I heard the news that the Emperor is likely to add a scientific examination this year, and it will be at the end of July."
Chapter completed!