Yang Huaming was very friendly to these nieces and nephews, and showed no signs of being like his elders.

It can also be said that when he is with his nephews, he may sometimes deliberately show off his authority, but in front of these nieces and nephews, he is extremely amiable and approachable.

There's nothing he can do about it, because he is already a compassionate person.

So when Jiang Guiling asked, Yang Huaming held a tea bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "How can the situation of his family be like? Of course it is a pot of porridge. Yang Huasheng turned all his anger on Kong, and Kong's face

Not to mention I’ve been slapped five times.”

"While Yang Yongbing is recuperating, I'm afraid Kong's life will be difficult!"

"You are asking for it if you have a hard time." Jiang Guiling hummed. Anyway, she felt that Yang Huasheng and his family were not worthy of sympathy.

Everyone didn't disperse and stayed here waiting for Yang Huazhong to come back.

Yang Huazhong finally came back when it was completely dark.

"Third brother, why did it take so long to come back?" Yang Huaming asked.

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming and said, "The old man is unconscious. I have to wait until he wakes up and ask a few questions before he can come back."

Yang Huaming grinned: "How about that old man? He was so powerful some time ago, now he has suffered such a loss, can't he play the piano again?"

Yang Huazhong ignored Yang Huaming's teasing, and went straight to the table and sat down, his face as dark as water, and there was not much expression on his face.

Even when Yang Ruoqing put hot tea in front of him, he didn't react.

It was Mrs. Sun who was standing by and asked him about Old Yangtou, and he finally raised his eyes to talk to everyone.

"The old man is awake, but he is not in a good condition. His body hurts, he is dizzy, and he will have to have a bowel movement soon. I saw him have a bowel movement three times in a short period of time there," he said.

Yang Huaming shrugged: "Isn't that what dysentery is like? The medicine doesn't work that quickly."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "He is so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to speak, but he still has the desire to take revenge. I really admire him."

"Revenge?" Yang Huaming became interested, "Revenge for what? Yang Huasheng?"

Yang Huazhong said ‘hmm’.

"I heard that the eggs were responsible for the harm, and I was clamoring to report them to the officials and arrest them. I told him that the officials would not care about such trivial matters, and he said that he was the grandfather of the number one scholar and the wife of the general who protected the country.

, the government will definitely not sit idly by."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, my father is so cute. He tried so hard to distance himself from me and Da'an before, but now he suddenly wants to build a relationship again? For this matter, let him find his eldest grandson and come back to deal with it.

Let him seek justice!"

Yang Huaming was happy and blinked mischievously: "What kind of justice are you asking for? Your father has been so close to Yang Huasheng's family these days. The two of them worked together and didn't know how to arrange the people in each room of our old Yang family.

Their uncle-nephew relationship is as good as a pair of trousers, so they should share blessings and hardships."

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

Others also snickered, and everyone had the same understanding in their hearts. The old man deserved this, and he brought it upon himself.

Although Yang Huazhong felt the same way in his heart, as the oldest person in the group, he couldn't join in the booing.

On the contrary, he coughed heavily, and when everyone in the room stopped laughing consciously, he looked around at everyone and said: "There are a few things to do next. First, send a message to Yongxian in Baie Town.

Tell him exactly what happened at home."

"Second, the money for the old man's medicine during his illness should be shared equally among everyone."

Everyone nodded.

Yang Huaming thought of something and suddenly asked: "Third brother, last time Yongxian came back, he brought a banknote and said it was for road construction. It has been several days and the theater troupe has also withdrawn. Why is there no road construction yet?"

Where’s the movement?”

Yang Huazhong said: "I don't know either, so I sent someone to Baie Town this time to deliver a message and urge him to come back to build the road. The news has been released. Don't make people laugh when the thunder is heavy and the rain is light."

"

Yang Yongqing raised his hand: "I can go to Baie Town, but I can't afford the travel expenses."

Yang Huazhong said: "I will pay for the travel expenses. It would be best if you could make a trip and bring all the words."

When everyone dispersed and only the couple and Yang Ruoqing were left at home, Yang Huazhong said to Sun: "The old man has been relatively weak these days. After all, he is in his seventies. It's hard to say whether he can survive it."

"Although the old man hired Yu Xingkui to take care of him, he was an outsider hired with money after all. I will go there often these days. If you have time, you can also give the old man some light noodles, gruel, etc.

Send it over."

Sun was stunned for a moment. Although it was hard to understand why Yang Huazhong suddenly wanted to treat old Yangtou again, Sun had lived with Yang Huazhong for half his life and had long been accustomed to Yang Huazhong's decision.

"Okay." Mrs. Sun agreed. Although she was a little unhappy, she still agreed.

Yang Huazhong could feel Sun's thoughts, and he only said: "I am doing it for the good of Da'an and Xiao'an."

After saying this, he turned and returned to the backyard.

In the hall, Mrs. Sun was still a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing sat next to Sun and persuaded softly: "Mom, my father is my father's biological son after all. His bones are broken but his tendons are still connected. There are some things he can't say clearly, but we should understand."

"If my father can't pass this test, even if he wrote in black and white to separate the relationship when he was sent out, it won't take Ding You three years for him to pass away in the future. But the eyes of the world are not focused on those black and white words, so tell me that.

I will stand by my father every day and think that we are unfilial."

"Taking a step back, even if my father really dies due to dysentery this time because he didn't take good care of him, Da'an and Xiao'an have the original documents so they don't have to worry about Ding You for three years, but they still need to wear mourning for me when they come back, right?"

"The couple and their children haven't even arrived in the capital yet, so they have to rush back. It's too much trouble, and the children can't bear it, so my father can't die. My father went to hang out and asked my mother to send her off when she had time.

When ordering something to eat, he took this into consideration, but he couldn't say it clearly, otherwise it would appear that his son was too ruthless and unjust."

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's frank statement, Sun's enlightenment suddenly dawned.

"I understand that for a person like your father, even if I send something, I may not be able to get a good look or say a kind word. I think it's all for your two younger brothers. Don't worry, Qing'er, I understand.

How to do it."

Seeing that Mrs. Sun understood, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved.

This person lives in this world and does not really have his own free will.

Not even the ninety-five-year-old emperor can do it. Everyone wears a mask to live their lives. Even if there is so-called freedom, it is within a relative range.

Because Uncle Fu said that the first three days were the most critical for Lao Yangtou, so that night, Yang Huazhong went home to have dinner, rolled up a quilt, tucked it under his arm, and went out to accompany Lao Yangtou.
Chapter completed!