"Since the death of Master Sanwu, Yongxian has no expert to guide him, but his business is still booming? This is also strange. Is it possible that he is really talented in business?"

Yang Huazhong murmured to himself, not only confused but also worried.

If one Master of Three Nos dies, there may be more Masters of Three Nos. As long as you are willing to spend money to find them, you can join in the same evil.

It was approaching noon, and Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongping both went home.

From beginning to end, everyone had a tacit agreement not to talk about Old Yangtou anymore, and it seemed that they no longer cared about whether the old man could come back.

But as the son of Lao Yangtou, whether it was the honest and steady Yang Huazhong, or the cheerful and non-serious Yang Huaming, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he just didn't want to show it.

I feel so disappointed and numb.

The two brothers continued to drink tea in the main room and discussed burning incense in the afternoon. The women should also prepare to cook food.

Mrs. Liu stood up and stretched, "Third sister-in-law, I drank too much tea and held back my urine. I will come and help you cook when I go to the hut first."

Mrs. Sun smiled slightly: "It's okay, you go to yours first."

"Hey, that's not possible. I have to help you. You must wait for me. I can get to the latrine very quickly."

Ms. Liu ran towards the backyard with a roar, her hands already on her waist.

Over at the table, Yang Huaming has black lines all over his head.

"Even if this woman makes some money and dresses more decently than before, nothing has changed."

I have the nerve to say it in front of everyone even though I have been holding myself in for peeing. Hey, how embarrassing!

Mrs. Sun turned to Yang Huaming and said, "It doesn't matter. People have three urgent needs. Who wouldn't go to the hut?"

Yang Ruoqing also teased him: "Fourth uncle, if my fourth aunt really turns into a well-mannered, dignified and graceful lady, do you still want to live in the same room and eat at the same table with her?"

Yang Huaming shook his head without even thinking, "Then it's not her anymore, it definitely can't be!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "That's right, so the Fourth Aunt and the Fourth Uncle who are still chattering around like this, you get along well with each other. Sometimes bickering together actually shows that your relationship as a couple is better than before."

Yang Huaming deliberately shuddered and touched his arm, "Qing'er, fourth uncle is timid, don't scare me."

Yang Huazhong took the lead and laughed out loud. Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other and laughed.

With this smile, the depressing atmosphere caused by Old Yang, Yang Yongbai and the others instantly dissipated, and everyone went their own way.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard. Instead of rushing to the kitchen, they took the key and opened the door to Daan and Xiaohua's room.

In the house, everything remains as it was when Xiaohua and the others were at home. Fuwa's cradle is placed next to the bed, and the bedding in the cradle is covered.

This little bedding was disassembled, washed, dried and then put back on again by Mrs. Sun. Every once in a while, Mrs. Sun would ask Yang Huazhong to take the cradle and the bedding to the yard to dry.

There are also Feng'er's toy puppets, which the Sun family also keeps well. When they are worried about their grandchildren, the old couple will come to this house to stand for a while, look at this, touch that, Yang Huazhong sent Da'an back

The family letter was re-read to Mr. Sun several times. The old couple sat together and talked about their grandchildren who were far away in the capital. They laughed and laughed. After laughing, they secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of their eyes.

But this time, Sun and Yang Ruoqing came into this room together, not to reminisce, but to do something special.

This matter is related to Fuwa!
Chapter completed!