Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong was determined to ignore Old Yangtou this time and let him go on a hunger strike as long as he wanted.

No, when three days passed, Old Yangtou couldn't hold on any longer, so he tried every means to spread the news about his hunger strike, attracting a few old men in the village who were close to him to come and visit him.

So, old Jiangtou, old Chentou, and little old Yangtou all came over.

Several old men of about the same age sat around Lao Yangtou's wheelchair, taking turns to persuade him, but to no avail.

On the contrary, Lao Yangtou's extremely eloquent rhetoric reminded Lao Jiangtou of his two sons, and he couldn't help but panic about his own later life.

When old Jiangtou and old Chentou left, little old Yangtou was still sitting here.

"Brother, why haven't you left yet? Thank you for coming to accompany me, brother. I haven't eaten a grain of rice for three days, and I'm probably dying. If you have time, come and see me. Brother

Now that the two of us have reached this point, we see each other less often..."

After hearing these words, little old Yangtou frowned.

"Brother, there were some things I didn't feel comfortable saying in front of Old Jiang Tou and Old Chen Tou. Now that they're gone, I'll just tell you the truth."

"What happened this time is not the fault of the third and fourth children. This time it was purely because you were looking for trouble and had to cause trouble for the children!"

Old Yangtou thought he heard wrongly, and stared at the little old Yangtou in front of him with wide eyes: "What? What benefits did those little bastards give you to make you talk to them? I am your brother.

Don’t forget about brothers from the same mother!”

Little old Yang nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will never forget our brotherhood. My nephews are really good to me, but I know that they are good to me. In the end, it is because they respect you as an old father that they give me this gift."

I am an uncle of face."

Old Yangtou curled his lips in disapproval.

Little old Yangtou then said: "For Yongxian's matter, Lao San can just send Lao Wu and Xiao An to the nearest Changhuaizhou to inquire about it. You really don't have to go there yourself and waste people and money."

"Besides, your hunger strike is even worse. If word spreads outside, people won't know how to talk about the father-son relationship of our old Yang family."

"I know, I know it's because you have a bad temper, but I don't know, I thought our children and grandchildren were harsh on the elderly, and our children and grandchildren have a reputation of being unfilial. As a father, you will be poked in the back when you walk outside, saying that you taught me

Wu Fang, in short, your behavior is wrong, you should listen to me, sit up and take a few bites!"

Old Yangtou's heart has been mostly relieved by what little Old Yangtou said, but the tone has not completely dissipated.

"The third child didn't even come over to give me a sip of Shunqi soup. If I just give in, I will have no weight in this family from now on..."

Little old Yangtou is a wonderful man, and he heard the mysterious sound in these words.

He smiled and said, "The third nephew is an honest man. He usually has no temper, but this honest man has a bottom line. If you make him stubborn, you probably won't be able to get him back."

"Brother, wait for the fourth child to come back from the Taoist temple at night. I will ask him to cook two more dishes and bring them to you. You two should have a good drink."

Lao Yangtou did not refute this statement, which meant he acquiesced.

When Little Lao Yang arrived, he gave Lao Yang a few more words before he stood up and left.

When passing by Tan's bed, I found that Tan had fallen asleep after eating.

In the yard, Mrs. Zhang's mother-in-law was drying the cloths that had been changed from Tan's bed. They were laid out piece by piece and washed cleanly.

Seeing little old Yang coming out, Mrs. Zhang's mother-in-law greeted him hurriedly: "Uncle, are you going back soon? Why don't you sit down for a while?"

Little old Yangtou smiled: "It's almost done, come back next time."

After taking two steps, little old Yangtou stopped again and said to Mrs. Zhang: "You have done a good job these days and have taken good care of my sister-in-law. You can rest assured to do it here, third child."

The fourth and fifth sons are all honest people. If you treat my sister-in-law sincerely, they will naturally see it and will not treat you badly."

Madam Zhang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Everyone gets old, and others may not believe it when I say it. In fact, I am not just trying to make money. I just can't bear to have my aunt be paralyzed and suffer."

Little old Yangtou agreed with this. When his mother-in-law was alive, she was paralyzed for several years, but he was still young at that time, only in his early fifties, and he could take care of her on his own.

But no matter how well the people serve, the paralyzed person still suffers. This sin can only be shouldered by herself, and no one can share it.

After leaving Lao Yang's old house, little Lao Yang headed towards the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain behind the village, wanting to talk to Yang Huaming.

At the same time, Lao Jiangtou and Lao Chentou were sitting in the main room of Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village. Two old men, one on the left and one on the right, were doing ideological work with Yang Huazhong.

Although the words were all in harmony with Xini, the words he spoke still seemed to be in Lao Yangtou's direction.

"... Third child, your father and I are old acquaintances, and you can be considered your Uncle Jiang. I have watched you grow up, and you often went to my house for dinner when you were a child. Uncle Jiang, I regard you as my own son.

I told you these words."

"Your father is getting old and is already considered a guest. He might lie down to sleep and never wake up again."

"My son, please give him a step down. He has been hungry for three days this time, almost four days. If he continues like this, he will really die. When we went to see him earlier, his face was sallow and sallow.

So angry!"

Lao Chentou was also beating the drum at the side: "You father and son have been grumbling for several days. It's almost done. You can go over to the old house to see him later. You went to see him. Even if you don't say anything, just go into the house and stand for a while.

, is a step up for him. When people get old, there are times when they can no longer do their best. Your father used to be strong and strong and could go anywhere. But now he is in a wheelchair and cannot go anywhere. Just like that.

He is like a bird in a cage and has a bad temper. You children should be more understanding."

"This man, by fulfilling his filial piety, is also doing it for his children and future generations. When he gets old in the future, his children and grandchildren will also treat him kindly, don't you think?"

Lao Jiangtou and Lao Chentou exchanged words with each other. Yang Huazhong was left speechless and looked helpless.

There was also a sense of compassion.

"Okay, I'll go over and see him at night," he said.

"Why go at night? Can't you go for a walk at noon?" Lao Jiangtou asked.

Looking at this momentum, I wish I could just grab Yang Huazhong by the neck and drag him to his old house.
Chapter completed!