"Mother-in-law..."

"mother……"

"Sister Chang'e..."

The three people opened their mouths at the same time and called out different names.

Yu's mother turned to Mrs. Zhou and said, "Daughter-in-law, go and do whatever you need to do. You have nothing to do here."

As if she had been pardoned, Mrs. Zhou hurried to Zaoxia.

Yu's mother turned around and ordered Yu Xingkui: "What are you still doing? Pour the wine for me, and I'll drink with your boss."

Yu Xingkui came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "Hey, hey, I'll do it right now."

Mother Yu did not look at Old Yangtou, but went straight to the old Eight Immortals table and sat down opposite Old Yangtou.

Ever since Mother Yu appeared, Old Yangtou never took his eyes off her.

Seeing her sit down, she took the cup filled with wine from Yu Xingkui and raised it in front of her. Then she heard her say: "My Xingkui's errand, thanks to you, Brother Yang, for taking care of it. I'll toast you with this cup of wine."

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Lao Yangtou quickly picked up his wine cup and said to Yu's mother: "Sister Chang'e, it's all you want."

He drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. The wine was very strong, and it burned in his throat as if a line of fire had been drawn. It also made the blood in his body boil, as if he was not over seventy.

He is not an old man, but a strong man in his thirties.

Mother Yu took a small sip, but she was so spicy that she put down the wine cup and sat there with a grimace on her face.

Lao Yangtou laughed heartily twice, and there seemed to be stars in his cloudy eyes, and told Yu Xingkui: "Hurry up and get some vegetables for your mother, some that are not spicy."

Yu Xingkui responded with a smile and was about to pick up some vegetables for Yu's mother. Yu's mother waved her hand and said, "If you can't hold down the food, go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of rice soup to soak in the crispy rice."

"Hey, okay." Yu Xingkui quickly got up and went to the kitchen.

In the hall, Mother Yu's eyes really fell on Old Yangtou.

"Brother Yang, thank you for taking care of my Xingkui over the past six months and giving him a job. This job can make more money than farming at home, and it is also easier. I sincerely respect you for that glass of wine just now.

of."

"I also often told Xingkui to tell him about the friendship between you and his uncle back then, and warned him not to just treat you as an employer, but to take care of you as a relative and elder."

"Xingkui is a man. He is not as attentive as a woman in some housework. If he does something not good enough, just tell him and tell him to improve. If one day you find someone more suitable to serve you, don't lose face.

Just open the mouth, settle the wages and send him back, we are not pestering people."

Every word Yu's mother spoke was in a soft voice. For a sixty-one-year-old woman, her voice didn't seem to have changed much from when she was young.

Old Yangtou was completely immersed in this soft voice, as if he had gone back more than forty years ago. At that time, he was in his early thirties and in his prime, and the person in front of him was also a teenage girl. Every time he saw him

He is shy and timid, with bangs that reach his eyebrows and a thick braid hanging behind his back...

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang?"

Yu's mother talked for a long time, but Old Yang didn't respond at all, and just stared at him with wide eyes.

That look in his eyes was stronger than the sun in the yard. It didn't look like the look in the eyes of an old man in his seventies!

Mother Yu frowned and coughed, and then Old Yangtou came back to his senses.

"Sister Chang'e..."

"Brother Yang, you should just call me Mother Xingkui like the people in Yujia Village. My name was given to me by my mother-in-law, and no one has called me that for more than 40 years..."

Old Yangtou deliberately made a serious face: "Sister Chang'e, I don't like hearing what you say..."

"What other people like to call you is their business, but to me, brother, you are my Chang'e sister. No one else has any control over how I like to call you."

Mother Yu smiled bitterly: "Brother Yang, we are already very old. I have become a grandmother, and you are even more incredible. Now that I have become a great-grandfather, we still have to change our names. People say it is scary."

Old Yangtou frowned and said nothing, then looked at Zhao Chang'e.

Yu's mother didn't like this kind of scrutiny and kept frowning.

Old Yangtou spoke again: "Sister Chang'e, I have heard from Xingkui about your family affairs. Over the years... I have wronged you."

Zhao Chang'e raised her head, glanced at Lao Yang in surprise, and smiled a little weirdly: "Xingkui kid, I have to scold him later for talking nonsense outside without knowing anything. His father is good to me, he

Who knows, his father was not lucky enough to have a long life, so he passed away a little early, hey!"

Old Yangtou chose not to listen to this and only insisted on his own opinion: "Sister Chang'e, Xingkui doesn't understand your grievances, and outsiders don't understand, but I understand, brother!"

"Speaking of which, it's my brother's fault. If I had been strong-willed and brutally beaten that shrew Tan..."

The wine cup in Yu's mother's hand was suddenly knocked over. She subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the kitchen, and said urgently in a low voice: "Brother Yang, you drank too much, don't talk nonsense!"

Old Yangtou was shocked by Yu's mother's reaction, but the old man had a good heart and could withstand any storm.

He smiled and said calmly: "Sister Chang'e, I know you resent me in your heart. If I had been tougher back then, you wouldn't be in Yujia Village now, and you would have been widowed long ago..."

Yu's mother stood up suddenly, with a horrified look on her face and panicked eyes. She said in a deep voice and somewhat angrily: "You are getting more and more outrageous. It seems that I really shouldn't come to drink this cup of wine with you. I'll call Xingkui over."

Let me have dinner with you..."

Yu's mother turned to leave, but Old Yangtou stopped her again: "Wait a minute."

Mother Yu froze in place.

Lao Yangtou pushed the wheelchair to her side and thrust something into her hand.

Mother Yu lowered her head and saw that it was a white, round, pearly thing, about the size of a peanut.

"These are pearls. You can keep them if they can be sold for money." Old Yangtou said solemnly.

Yu's mother understood and was so frightened that her palms trembled, as if she had pinched a hot potato in her hand.

"You are really getting more confused as you get older. Go back as soon as you finish eating. Don't come to my house if you have nothing to do in the future!"

Mother Yu threw the pearl onto Lao Yangtou's lap, and was so frightened that she ran to the backyard, not even daring to enter the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Ms. Zhou was standing by the pot making porridge with rice soup and rice crackers. Yu Xingkui was standing by the side, holding a golden piece of rice crackers in his hand and making a loud crunching sound.

"...Old Uncle Yang and my mother are old acquaintances. He asked my mother to come to the table for dinner. He must have something to say. Don't rush over there. Wait until you finish eating this rice cake..."

This is how Zhou exchanged ideas with Yu Xingkui. Yu Xingkui is a man who listens to his wife.
Chapter completed!