Especially when the eldest and second brothers were still alive, my father was the head of the family, with good health and nimble legs and feet.

He is a person who cares most about traditions and rules. Every time he presides over such things, he attaches great importance to it. However, in recent years, as he grows older, his preference for Yongxian has made him lose himself more and more, losing his bottom line.

The prestige has plummeted, and the cohesion of the entire Old Yang family has also been lost bit by bit...

Yang Huaming sighed again: "Hey, these days are passing by, the children have grown up, and even the three girls are getting married, but the old man... is confused!"

Yang Huazhong came back to his senses, patted Yang Huaming's shoulder sideways, and smiled slightly:

"The members of a big family are like leeks in a vegetable garden, growing one after another. We have to look forward."

"Well, Third Brother is right, we need to look forward."

"By the way, Fourth, Dad, are you really not going to invite me over for a cup of wedding wine?"

"Third brother, what I mean is whether you can invite me or not. Third girl's engagement is a happy event. I'm in a good mood and don't intend to be serious with my father, but my mother won't let me go and invite you!"

Yang Huazhong frowned slightly and thought: "It seems that my mother's anger towards our father is really not a joke!"

Yang Huaming nodded secretly: "Isn't that right? Our mother has such a strong temper, but later she found out that our father stole her money to please Xiangzi's mother. This is a devastating blow to our mother!"

Yang Huazhong sighed, "It's been so long..."

"Third brother, you don't understand women, but don't underestimate a woman's revenge. No matter how long it takes, these things will not disappear on their own, they will only accumulate and ferment. Our father will not lose face and give up his dignity for a day.

Come and apologize to my mother, and swear that my mother will never forgive him!"

Seeing Yang Huaming's confident and confident expression, Yang Huazhong was completely stunned.

"Well, we can't interfere in the private affairs of the elders. In order to avoid making noise in front of the guests, we can only choose one side and listen to my mother. I won't invite my father. I hope he can understand." Yang Huazhong said.

"Third brother, although I won't invite him, I will still send him a bowl of meat and vegetables and a jar of wine." Yang Huaming promised Yang Huazhong again.

"Although he didn't deserve a single vegetable leaf due to the mean manner he treated our fourth brother in the past, but now that my daughter is getting engaged, this is a big happy event, so I will treat it as a good deed and meritorious deed and give him some food. What do you think?

How's it going?"

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly: "I understand what you mean. What I'm worried about is his temper. I'm afraid he won't be able to lead you well."

The old man has a strong temper. Either he will be invited to sit at the head table and have a grand banquet, or he will not touch anything in your house.

"Third brother, don't worry. I don't care whether he takes it well or not. I just do what I should do and I have a clear conscience."

While the two brothers were having a heart-to-heart talk, they inspected the front and back of the hall again.

Brothers Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, Yang Yongqing also came over one after another after breakfast, and Yang Huaming gave instructions to their brothers about entertaining guests later in the morning.

Soon, women such as Sun's family, Bao Suyun, etc. also came over with their own aprons, kitchen knives, spatulas.

Mrs. Liu got up at dawn and was busy working in the kitchen alone. At this moment Mrs. Sun and others came over, and the women immediately crowded into the kitchen, chattering and discussing, and were busy.

At the entrance of the village, Luo's house.

Yang Ruoqing is combing Baby Luo's hair.

Luo Baobao was eating a peeled egg in his hand. While eating, he was talking to Yang Ruoqing about the dream she had last night.

The girl has had a habit since she was little. When I comb her hair every morning, she likes to talk about her dreams.

"Mom, I dreamed last night that my two brothers came home. Brother Chen'er was accompanied by a girl with white skin and blue eyes. The girl was younger than me, but the big guys were all

She said I had to call her sister-in-law, but I was so angry!"

Speaking of last night's dream, Luo Baobao was still angry and took a hard bite of the egg in his hand.

She exerted too much force, and pieces of egg yolk fell on her pink gauze skirt.

Yang Ruoqingteng held the comb in one hand and held Luo Baobao's hair in the other hand, while dexterously holding the bun and smiling softly.

"That was a dream, and the dream was false. Besides, your brother is only thirteen years old, and it's still too early to marry your sister-in-law!"

With white skin and blue eyes, she is either a mixed race or a foreign girl. This girl is really a dream come true.

"Mom, I also know that the dream is fake, but that dream is so real. I still remember the appearance of the girl in the dream. She looks really different from us. Her facial features are very deep and her eyelashes are very deep.

So long, with blue eyes, just like the sea water you often mention..."

Yang Ruoqing listened patiently and gently pulled every strand of hair that should be pulled and braided.

But I was thinking that it would be quite interesting if Chen'er really brought me a foreign wife one day.

Love knows no boundaries. As long as she falls in his eyes and is sincerely good to him, she, the mother-in-law, will happily accept her and will treat her as her own daughter.

"Mom, I miss my brother. Both brothers miss that they haven't been back for a while." Baby Luo stuffed the last bite of eggs into his mouth and propped up his cheeks.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I miss them too, but your brothers all have their own things to do. Chen'er is engaged in martial arts and Zhier is engaged in literature. They are both at the age when they are working hard. When they have free time, they will definitely come back.

Look at you."

"Even though they didn't come back, the last time you celebrated your birthday, your two brothers didn't forget to give you a gift!"

When talking about the gifts he received in his boudoir, there were gifts from his two brothers, one from Jingling, and one from Bingbing... Luo Baobao beamed again.

Outside the house, Sister Xiuxiu's voice came: "Aunt Qing'er, is the baby in the house?"

"My mother will comb my hair. It will be ready soon. Sister Xiuxiu, please wait for me!" Luo Baobao rushed to respond, and then urged Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, that's almost enough. Don't comb it too complicatedly. I want to do this now.

Aunt Xiang is the protagonist, so don’t dress me up so that I take the spotlight!”

Yang Ruoqing gave her a slight glare: "You are such a brat, you are the only one with egg yolk shavings stuck on your skirt, you still want to overshadow the guest and usurp the show?"

Baby Luo looked down and smiled, and it was really sticky.

"Hey, it'll be gone after you scrape it off. Mom, Sister Xiuxiu and I will go to the old house to watch the fun first. You can go there early later!"

Today, Yu Bamei, Liao Meiying, and Zhao Liuer all have to help cook. There is no one to take care of the children, so girls of Xiuxiu, Luo Baobao's age are just arranged to take care of the younger children, so that the elders can

Free your hands to work.

"Be careful when raising children. Don't let them play with water or fire. If you have any problems that cannot be solved, go to your elders for help." Yang Ruoqing warned Baby Luo again before sending her to the door of the house.

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Chapter completed!