Changping Village.

If it were in the past, if something like this had happened, and their nephew who had been sleeping for several months suddenly woke up, Mrs. Sun and the others would have gone to the old house to visit Yang Yongxian and express their concern and joy even if they had to go to the old house with a knife on their head and a chopping board.

However, since Yang Yongxian went to Changhuai Prefecture to take the provincial examination, failed the examination and still planned to marry into his wife, the impression of Yang Yongxian in the family suddenly dropped to zero.

So now, even though she learned that Yang Yongxian was awake, Mrs. Sun still had no intention of visiting her old house.

Let’s wait until Yang Huazhong comes back to talk about everything.

It was approaching noon, and Yang Huazhong still hadn't come back, but the rain kept falling, with no sign of getting lighter.

Xiaohua said: "Looking like this, our dad must have been left to eat at an acquaintance's house. When the rain subsides, he should be back."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Maybe yes, let's eat first. After lunch, you each take the children back to the house to take a nap."

The girls had finished lunch, and Mrs. Sun stayed alone in the main room doing needlework while looking up at the rain curtain outside.

Why hasn't the third child come back yet? Is it because of the heavy rain? Or did something happen at someone's house and got stuck?

In fact, while Sun was making various speculations, Yang Huazhong had actually returned to Changping Village.

But instead of going home, he took a middle-aged man named Yu Xingkui who he had found from Yujia Village to the small courtyard where Lao Yangtou lived at the entrance of the village.

"Brother Xingkui, this is it. My old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he lives here alone. My old man lives in the east room, and you live in the west room. The kitchen is in the yard, and the toilets are all complete."

Entering the courtyard, Yang Huazhong first briefly introduced to Yu Xingkui what each room in the small courtyard was used for.

Then he pointed to the east room and said to Yu Xingkui: "My old man has a good appetite and a big appetite. He eats three times a day and smokes cigarettes. In addition to cooking three meals for him, you also have to do laundry and do housework."

"When the weather is fine, push him to the yard to bask in the sun. If he wants to hang out elsewhere, he can only go to the houses I told you about before..."

"Don't worry, Sange Yang. I remember all those families, Lao Wang's family, my uncle's family in the south of the village, and the two families in the village, Lao Jiangtou and Lao Chentou." Yu Xingkui reported in one breath, Yang Huazhong

Nodding with satisfaction.

"Besides, I am an old man with a bad temper. If you take more care of me, eat more, and poop more, you will be tired." Yang Huazhong said again.

Yu Xingkui smiled honestly, waved his hand and said: "Brother Yang, you are so polite. Thank you for your respect for me and your trust in me. You let me take care of old Uncle Yang and give me a salary of two taels of silver every month. That's it."

Why am I tired of such good things?"

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Work hard and be patient. If you can persist for half a year, I will give you the processing money after half a year."

Yu Xingkui nodded vigorously and came here to serve this old man. First of all, his food and accommodation were covered, and he also received two taels of silver in living expenses every month.

We have just entered November, and there are still two months before the Chinese New Year. If you can get two months' salary before the new year, that's four taels of silver!

The crops in the fields throughout this year, plus the money he earned from helping others during the slack season, totaled only about four taels of silver.

It's so tiring, but you can earn a year's money by serving the old man here for two months. If a pie falls from the sky, you will definitely catch it, and stretch out your hands to catch it.

"By the way, Third Brother Yang, I have a heartfelt request." Yu Xingkui said again.

"you say."

"I have an old woman at home, and a mother-in-law. When you came over today, my mother-in-law took her son back to her parents' home. There is nothing going on at home during the winter farm break. Can my mother-in-law bring her son over here?

Are you kidding?"

"I promise, I won't come here every day, just come and see me occasionally? I have to take care of Old Uncle Yang here, and I don't dare to leave. I'm afraid that something will happen and it will be delayed. What do you think?"

Yang Huazhong thought about Yu Xingkui's words for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, you can arrange this yourself. We will send rice and vegetables every three days."

Yu Xingkui immediately expressed his position: "Don't worry, Third Brother Yang. When my mother-in-law brings her son over to play, I won't eat that meal. My rations will be given to their mother and son."

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Okay, then you can make your own arrangements. You go in and talk to my father, and I will leave first. If you have anything unclear, just go to my house and ask me."

"Hey, don't worry, Sange Yang, I will take good care of old Uncle Yang."

After watching Yang Huazhong leave the yard, Yu Xingkui hurriedly entered the house to build a relationship with Lao Yang Touna.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, "Old Uncle Yang..." before these three words could be heard, a tea bowl was thrown at him.

Fortunately, Yu Xingkui was quick and tilted his head to avoid the tea bowl.

But there was still some tea splashed on my shoulders and body.

"Who asked you to come? Get out!"

Missing the hit, Old Yang's head flew up in anger, and he reached out to reach for the teapot on the small stool beside the bed to smash it. Yu Xingkui quickly retreated to the door of the room and repeatedly expressed weakness: "Old Uncle Yang, please calm down.

My name is Yu Xingkui. You used to be good friends with my father. You hugged me when I was a child. The word "kui" in the name Xingkui was said by my father to be chosen by old Uncle Yang for me. You are literate and have vision.

They are all different from ordinary people..."

Old Yang paused as he raised the teapot, and the skin folds next to his triangular eyes under his gray eyebrows fell into reminiscence and thinking.

"Yu Xingkui?" Old Yangtou murmured, and suddenly thought of something and asked loudly: "Is your father's name Yu Maohe?"

"Yes, yes, my father is Yu Maohe. Old Uncle Yang, you have a better memory. My memory is not as good as yours. You are great and you will keep getting stronger!"

There was a flood of flattery outside the door.

This flattery is the most satisfying flattery that Old Yang has heard in the past two months.

The few people who came to serve him before were all flattering, and he drove them all away.

"Your father and I had a good relationship back then when we were digging river dams. We have been together for two full years, and we dug all the river dams in these ten miles and eight villages."

Moisturized by flattery, Old Yangtou then fell into memories.

Seeing the opportunity, Yu Xingkui quietly moved his feet into the room and slowly approached the bed.

When Old Yangtou saw Yu Xingkui's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, "Your boy and your mother look exactly the same. I think it was me who pulled the red line between your father and your mother! Your mother's name is Zhao Chang'e.

,right?"

Yu Xingkui nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up again: "Old Uncle Yang, you have such a good memory. You can even remember this. I'm really ashamed of myself! It's amazing!"
Chapter completed!