"Third brother, what about you? Does your heart hurt?" In order to lighten the atmosphere, he even made an inappropriate joke.

Yang Huazhong kept a sullen expression. When he heard this, he shook his head and said, "My heart doesn't hurt, my feet hurt."

Yang Huaming: "Ah? Why is this? Is it because you travel too much?"

Yang Huazhong: "No, I kicked the stool on his side twice."

Yang Huaming: "Mighty and domineering, you are worthy of being my third brother!"

Yang Huazhong: "..."

Yang Huazhou suddenly leaned over and asked Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, did you find anything when you went to the old man's place earlier?"

thing?

Yang Huazhong turned to look at Yang Huazhou and thought for a moment: "I didn't see Yu Xingkui."

"It's not just this." Yang Huazhou said, raising his hand and making a gesture: "Think about it again."

Yang Huazhong added: "The bowl of stew is still placed at the door of the house, not even tidied away, and the little white cat doesn't seem to like eating stew..."

Yang Huazhou shook his head again, a little anxiously: "Third brother, think about it again, think about it carefully, that thing happened to the old man himself."

Yang Huazhong thought hard again.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongjin, who were next to them, also cast curious glances. Yang Yongqing saw Yang Huazhong looking like he was having a hard time thinking, and became anxious, "Fifth uncle, please stop being so secretive and hurry up. I'm anxious."

I have to pull my hair out!”

"I know, beard, our dad is taking care of his beard now!"

Yang Yongqing's "hair pulling" sentence suddenly inspired Yang Huazhong, and he said loudly.

Yang Huazhou also breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally remembered that, yes, my father has trimmed his beard today. He has also shaved all the hair on his face. He looks more energetic.

Even the momentum of sitting there arguing with us has changed."

Yang Huazhong also nodded, "I almost talked to him face to face. At that time, I noticed that he seemed to be missing something on his face. Now I suddenly remembered that what he was missing was nose hair."

"His nose hairs were a little long before and were sticking out of his nostrils. Now when I talk to him face to face, his nose hairs are shrunk in. It seems that he has really taken care of himself."

Everyone at the table was surprised by their discovery and found it interesting.

Yang Huaming's perspective on the problem is slightly different from theirs, perhaps because of his past experiences.

"The old man has never paid much attention to his appearance all his life, especially after being in a wheelchair these years. He can go out without washing his face. Why is he suddenly paying attention to his appearance now?"

He sat there holding his chin, muttering and thinking.

Yang Yongjin: "Maybe he thought we were going to invite him over for a banquet, so he took care of himself."

Yang Yongqing: "Hey, let me tell you, the nose hairs were too long and stuck to the skin of the upper lip. My father plucked out the nose hairs in a rage. He even moved his hands, so he also trimmed his beard and sideburns.

Down."

Yang Huaming slowly shook his head: "What you have guessed is impossible. Let me see. A man will die for his confidant, and a woman will look good for her. The old man suddenly pays attention to his appearance, and it is probably for one person, and the other person may be a man.

Or maybe it’s a woman!”

Taking his own experience as a young man as an example, every dark and stormy night, before he went to the pretty widow’s house in the neighboring village, he had to take a bath at home, change his clothes, and even clean his toes.

Go out.

This old man... probably has a bottomless lust hidden in his bones, which can be seen from the incident where he stole the old lady's money to supplement Xiangzi's wife...

"Fourth brother, you're going too far. That's impossible." Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming, his expression a little unnatural.

But Yang Huaming became more and more certain: "Third brother, this is completely possible, our father... he has a criminal record."

Yang Huazhong glanced at the Yang Yongjin brothers present again, feeling a little embarrassed.

Yang Yongqing chuckled, "Third uncle, don't feel embarrassed, we are all men, men...right, we all understand that this kind of fussing has nothing to do with age."

"Young boy, don't talk nonsense. It was before, but now I have no nose or eyes. Let's try not to think about your father in that way. If your grandma hears it later, we will be in big trouble."

Tan's card is a trump card to everyone present, and everyone is a little afraid of the powerful influence caused by throwing it out.

Especially now that Mr. Tan is no longer making trouble, and instead is still thinking on everyone's side, everyone's fear of Mr. Tan has gradually changed. There is more respect and care in their fear, and they are worried that the old man's ridiculous behavior will have a negative impact on everyone.

The old lady had a bad influence.

Therefore, Yang Yongqing remained silent and Yang Huazhou spoke up.

He lowered his voice and looked around like a thief. He made sure that all the women were cooking in the kitchen, Mrs. Tan was not there, and the children who could eavesdrop and tell messages were not playing around. He just lowered his voice.

Asked the people at the table: "What if, I mean what if, let's prepare for the worst, if our father is really interested in someone again, what should we do?"

Yang Huaming said without hesitation: "Kick him out and sever the relationship between father and son!"

Yang Huazhong tapped the table lightly: "I have kicked him out. Apart from giving him food and drink, all other relations are almost broken."

Yang Yongjin "beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, locking up my father and not letting him out."

"What will happen when he seeks death and a living? We will still have to accuse him of forcing the old man to death." Yang Huazhong objected again.

Yang Huazhou suggested: "I will take him to Qing'an County. Maybe his horizons will be broadened and his mind will be broadened a little bit in a different place?"

Yang Huaming grinned: "The outside world is so exciting. When the time comes, Huahua will have more thoughts. You can't keep an eye on him all the time, right? What if you turn your back on him and run to the brothel to drink wine?"

Yang Huazhou also encountered difficulties.

"I have a good idea, it will definitely work!"

Yang Yongqing smiled mysteriously, and this confident look successfully attracted everyone's attention to him.

"Say it."

Yang Yongqing took out a dagger from behind and slapped it on the table: "Kill my master, once and for all, everyone will be clean!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Huaming slapped him on the head.

Yang Huaming laughed and scolded: "Has your brain been caught in the door? What kind of bad idea is this?"

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou have strange expressions.

Yang Yongjin pushed the dagger directly in front of Yang Yongqing: "Then I will send you to execute it, are you sure?"

Yang Yongqing smiled awkwardly, "I, I don't dare..."

"Then it's over!" Yang Yongjin glared at Yang Yongqing.

Then, he turned to Yang Huazhong and said: "Third uncle, I don't think we should be in trouble. Maybe my father just took care of his appearance on a whim. Let's not think too much. There is something suspicious.
Chapter completed!