Little old Yangtou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Brother, as soon as you said this, you should have thought it was me. If a passerby heard it, he would have thought that our brothers have a gold mountain and silver mine at home!"

"What? If you don't get the Jinshan Silver Mine, you can't hire people to come back and do menial work? It won't cost much!" Old Yang said, taking out a tael of silver from his body and putting it on the table.

"This is Yongxian who came back to honor me a while ago. You can call Yu Xingkui over later. He has served me well and is in line with my wishes."

Little old Yang looked at the one tael of silver on the table and felt very embarrassed.

"Brother, if I remember correctly, the third child asked Yu Xingkui to come over to serve you, and it was two taels of silver per month, right?"

"I can ask him to come over and work for half a month for this tael of silver. When I wait for the wages later, I can record them in the account later and settle the accounts together when Yongxian comes back."

"Brother, isn't this bad? Before, Yu Xingkui was invited by the third brother to serve you alone. Now I live together. It doesn't seem appropriate to pay one tael of silver for half a month, but the three of us live under the same roof.

We live here, and it’s not easy to split the pot and start a new one, so I think it’s better to forget it and I’ll make do with serving you.”

Old Yang was unhappy and immediately slapped his chopsticks on the table and went back to the house angrily.

Little old Yangtou thought for a while, and then cooked a bowl of egg noodles for him and sent it to him, but he still didn't buy it.

Since the winter solstice, Old Yangtou has threatened Little Old Yangtou with a hunger strike for two days, during which he only drank a few sips of water.

This made little old Yangtou so anxious that he found an opportunity to find brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming and tell him about the matter.

"Before, we found people to serve him one after another, who were picky and picky, but now he is clamoring for people to serve him?" Yang Huaming sneered again and again.

"Let me tell you, this matter is simple. I will drive him to Baie Town, Huguang County in a carriage later, and let Yongxian take care of him."

Little old Yangtou smiled kindly, "Fourth, what you said is what you said. Yongxian himself only has clothes to put on, food to eat, and mouth to open. How can he still serve your master?"

Yang Huaming smiled even more happily, "Uncle, you can rest assured. My father is picky about the chicken, duck, and fish we cook. Even a bowl of leftover rice from Yongxian will be treated as a treasure by my father. If you don't believe it, let's try it and make it tomorrow."

Harnessing a carriage and horse and sending them to Baie Town to try?"

Little old Yangtou waved his hands repeatedly: "It's better not to try it. It's such a cold weather. If something goes wrong, it will be bad."

He turned his head and looked at Yang Huazhong, "Lao San, please give me an idea about this matter."

Yang Huazhong said with a sullen face, "Uncle, let him be hungry. If he doesn't hold the bowl for two days, you'll give in. If you turn around and ask for more, what will you do?"

Little old Yangtou was dumbfounded, and suddenly he remembered that when the old brothers were chatting together during this time, old Yangtou mentioned openly and secretly that he should marry another woman.

Even an older woman will do, but it would be better if she was younger.

Little old Yangtou just thought it was a joke and ignored it. Now he heard Yang Huazhong remind him and felt scared.

Yang Huazhong looked at the little old Yangtou and said: "Uncle, my suggestion is that you leave my father alone. You are a very old man yourself. It's time to go find your grandchildren and enjoy a few days of happiness."

Yang Huaming heard the clues from Yang Huazhong's voice and immediately agreed: "The third brother is right. Uncle, you are not my father's servant. You have taken care of him for so long, and you are already very poor in taking care of food and housing."

It's easy, it's almost done. If you get tired and sick later, who will take care of you?"

"I'm just going to say something bad. Even if you are tired, sick, exhausted, and have an old bone all over you, don't expect a kind word from my father."

"Because in his heart, Yongxian is a human being in this world now. The rest of us are not human beings. We are helpers and slaves, and everything is as it should be."

Little old Yangtou was completely speechless and didn't know what to say.

Yang Huazhong stopped Yang Huaming with his eyes, turned around and said to little old Yang: "Uncle, what the fourth man said is a bit harsh, don't take it to heart, but what he said is also true. My father will not recognize you."

For better or worse."

Little old Yang spread his hands and said, "Third brother, it doesn't matter whether your father knows what's going on right now. You have to think of a way first. He's been on a hunger strike for two days."

Yang Huazhong said: "This kind of thing has never happened before. It doesn't matter if you starve for five days."

"Ah?" Little old Yangtou was dumbfounded.

Yang Huaming patted his chest and said: "Really, uncle, just believe us. We have experience in this kind of thing. He will naturally eat it on the sixth day of hunger. If he wraps it on me, he will not be willing to die. We

Even if they all die, he can’t bear to die!”

Little old Yangtou had an idea in his mind, so he went back.

After arriving home, I went into the house to say hello to Lao Yangtou as usual.

"Brother, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" He stood by the bed and looked at Lao Yangtou, who was lying sideways on the bed.

Old Yangtou lay still and did not move. He only twisted his neck and glanced sideways at little Old Yangtou: "Yu Xingkui, please come over?"

Little old Yang was startled for a moment, shook his head, and smiled apologetically: "There is no need to spend that unjust money, don't you still have me..."

"You're useless, you can't even cook the food. Hurry up and get Yu Xingkui over here for me..."

Little old Yang was still smiling, but old Yang had turned his head and was lying there on his side with two pillows under his head. He was holding a dry tobacco stick in his hand and smoking, making the room filled with smoke.

.

"Brother, you should take less puffs while lying on the bed. If these sparks splash on the bedding, it might start burning..."

Old Yangtou ignored it.

Little old Yangtou sighed and had no choice but to turn around and leave the house.

With the words of brother Yang Huazhong in mind, from that day on, young Yangtou cooked two meals a day. After the rice was cooked, he brought a bowl to Old Yangtou into the house and placed it next to Old Yangtou's bed.

It didn't matter whether he ate or not, he just left as soon as it was delivered to him without saying anything.

Then I go about whatever I have to do. Sometimes I have to work in the vegetable garden for a while, and I dig half a basket of wild vegetables in the mountains to feed the chickens and ducks.

On the fifth day when the old brothers were secretly fighting, little old Yangtou went to the vegetable garden and had not come back yet. There were porridge, multigrain steamed buns, and a boiled egg in the bowl beside the bed.

Old Yangtou's stomach growled non-stop, and he was so hungry that his stomach was deflated. When he sat up, stars appeared in front of his eyes.

The aroma of the food penetrated his nostrils continuously, and he couldn't help but reach out his hands several times. But after being hungry for five days, he suddenly sat up to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, only to find that his fingers could not use any strength.

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Obviously the steamed buns were in his hand, but they fell to the ground before they reached his mouth. Old Yang was so angry that he beat the edge of the bed for a while, and then, driven by hunger, he bent down to pick up the steamed buns on the ground...

No strength, unable to pick it up, dizziness, vertigo, cold sweat on forehead, chest tightness, palpitation...
Chapter completed!