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Chapter 5899 The old man is in a mood

Yu Xingkui smiled awkwardly, knowing that something was wrong with the old man when he got up early this morning.

But if the fourth house didn't come to invite him, Yu Xingkui couldn't say anything. To put it bluntly, he could just use people's money to do his duty, and he couldn't say much about other people's family affairs.

"Old Uncle Yang, you'd better eat something. You're hungry and you're not in good health..."

"Don't eat!"

The old man's attitude was so resolute that Yu Xingkui had no choice but to leave the house and go to the yard to clean the yard.

Near noon, Yang Huamei came over, holding a big bowl in her hand.

"Brother Xingkui, is my father in the house?" she asked as soon as she walked in. Yu Xingkui put down the broom and turned around, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the big bowl in her hand.

"My fourth brother's house is holding a wedding, and my fourth sister-in-law sent me to bring some food to my father." Yang Huamei said crisply, looking towards the other side of the house.

"It's in the house, it's in the house." Yu Xingkui quickly led the way.

In the room, Lao Yangtou was sitting on the bed, his face stretched longer than a horse's face.

"Dad, you're awake, that's just in time. I brought you a bowl of daylily stewed pork belly. This is your favorite, eat it while it's hot!" Yang Huamei came to the bedside and said with a smile.

Old Yang glanced at the big bowl and snorted coldly.

"Are you here to send beggars away? Why don't you, the fourth brother, dare to come over?" he asked.

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, "Dad, what do you mean? This is the wish of the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law. Why are you sending a beggar away?"

"Besides, this day lily stewed pork belly is your favorite. Who would be willing to use such a good thing to kill a beggar?"

Old Yangtou was so angry that he slapped the bed board hard: "If he is really filial, he should take me over to have a glass of wine. What's the point of sneaking a bowl of food like this? I would rather starve to death than eat such depressing food.

Take it back!"

Yang Huamei blinked: "Dad, what is koucai? If I really want to give you koucai, I will give you the leftovers!"

"Okay, you can give it to me then!" Old Yang raised his neck, his eyeballs were mostly white and black, and were still bloodshot. A few blue veins were printed on his wrinkled neck, spreading to his forehead like vines.

superior.

Yang Huamei was a little scared. She took two steps back and put the bowl into Yu Xingkui's hand next to her: "You can coax my dad to take a few bites later. I have something else to do and leave first!"

"Hey, sister Meier, don't leave..."

Yu Xingkui held the bowl with both hands, and it was inconvenient to chase him, so he could only stand where he was and shout towards the door.

"Let her go, as far away as possible. It's best not to come here forever!" Old Yang shouted violently and slapped the edge of the bed hard: "They are a bunch of heartless people. I will be in pain all my life..."

"

Yang Huamei ran back to the old house in one breath. Yang Huaming was greeting guests and was as busy as a top.

Yang Huamei found an opportunity to look at Yang Huazhong. Yang Huazhong came to the corner of the backyard and asked, "How is it? Has our father eaten?"

"Third brother, I was just about to tell you and fourth brother. Our father was angry that I didn't pick him up for the banquet. He was getting angry. I ran away as soon as I delivered the things..."

Yang Huamei patted her chest, recalling the split-eyed look in Old Yang's head and the distorted facial features, she still couldn't help but feel scared.

Yang Huazhong frowned, "Don't disturb other people about this first. Go about your business. I'll go and inform your third brother and fourth brother, and then go to the old house to have a look."

"...I brought a jar of wine by the way, he likes it."

After sending Mei'er away, Yang Huazhong came to the east room to find Mr. Tan.

Mr. Tan was in a good mood. She had greeted her relatives and drank tea in the main room in the front yard for a while. Then she held back her urine and returned to the backyard. After peeing, she didn't bother to go there and sat on the vine with her legs crossed.

Sit on the chair and put on the soles of your shoes based on your feeling.

"Is he the third child?"

As soon as Yang Huazhong walked into the east room, Mr. Tan had a reaction.

"Mom, I haven't said anything yet. How did you know it was me?" Yang Huazhong looked surprised. Could it be that the old lady's eyes have healed?

Tan smiled and said, "I can hear the footsteps of you guys."

"Ah?" Yang Huazhong opened his eyes wide and became more and more surprised.

"Mom is really amazing, you can even hear it!"

"Humph," Mr. Tan snorted, "if you are blind, your eyes are not darkness, but a void. In this void, your ears and nose, especially your ears, are particularly useful. Your footsteps

I paid attention to the sound a few times and I naturally remembered it, so it’s no big deal!”

Yang Huazhong nodded and said with some shame: "Well, what mother said is that the sons are unfilial and failed to cure your eyes."

Mr. Tan looked disapproving, and while pulling out the thread neatly, he said: "Everyone has his own destiny. Some things are arranged by God. We can only accept our fate!"

Yang Huazhong is still ashamed.

Mrs. Tan then asked: "The front yard is so busy. If you don't greet the guests there, why would you come here to me?"

After asking this question, Yang Huazhong remembered the purpose of his trip.

"Mom, we asked Mei'er to deliver food to dad earlier. Dad didn't want to eat. He probably wanted to come over here himself to join in the fun and have a drink. Mom, why don't you watch this..."

Mrs. Tan raised the needle in her hand and gently wiped it into her hair. She touched her upper and lower lips and uttered a few words: "Don't think about it... don't think about it!"

"mother……"

"Third brother, don't say anything. I let him out if you don't let him come over to have a drink. If any of you pick him up, you'll have trouble with me!" Mrs. Tan put down the needle and thread in her hand and darkened her face.

Say it word by word to Yang Huazhong.

"Mom, I heard from Mei'er earlier that my father should really want to come over. He said that he sat on the bed early in the morning and stretched his neck to wait. Earlier, my uncle, Uncle Jiang and Uncle Chen were all here with me.

Inquiring, asking dad if we didn’t come over, I didn’t know how to respond for a while.”

"Just respond how you should. Just push me out as a shield. Anyway, that's what I said!" Tan said angrily.

Catching the hesitation and struggle in Yang Huazhong's tone, Ms. Tan shook her head and said, "Third brother, stop looking forward and backward like a girl. I know your father better than you."

"If he catches him, he is a pitiful creature; if he lets him go, he becomes a blindly flopping dragon."

"The messy things I committed before are getting more and more outrageous. To put it bluntly, it's because you got used to it and endured it."

"Regardless of the time when I was blind and agile, would he have dared to do so in the past few decades? The younger ones have done it, but the older ones don't dare at all. Why? Because he knows that I am not polite to him."

"It's just because I was blind and my legs and feet were paralyzed. You guys can tolerate him, but I can't. Especially the incident with Xiangzi's mother. I get very angry just thinking about it. He didn't have any wedding banquet this time.
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