"Third uncle, I'll just take a bite and see what it tastes like!"

Not only did he not put the wine cup back, but he started bargaining with Yang Huazhong with a playful smile.

This time, Yang Huazhong was shocked. He was originally unhappy with this boy, but it was only Sun who tried to persuade him before the meal that he suppressed his anger and did not say anything harmful to the scenery.

"Are you just curious about these things that adults eat and drink? If you could put a little more of your curiosity into studying, not to mention being a scholar, you should at least take the exam for scholars, right?"

As soon as Yang Huazhong said these words, he put a demon-suppressing talisman on Xiao Hei's Tianling Cap, immediately knocking him back to his original shape - becoming a mangy dog ​​with an irritated eyebrow and cowardly eyes and a tail between his legs.

Lao Suntou and Wang Hongquan looked at each other, both of them feeling a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Sun didn't know what to say. She was sitting there fighting as big as an ox. She could only quietly tug at the corners of Yang Huazhong's clothes, trying to silently convey some information to him, telling him not to get angry and save some face for Xiao Hei.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was just eating and drinking, smiling and watching the fun with her hands folded.

Xiao Hei is really a master at seeking death. The situation during the meal was one after another, one wave after another. After all, he hit Yang Huazhong's gun, right?

"I've been holding back so I didn't say anything to you. I've been silently watching your performance. The fifteen-year-old boy is now as tall as my uncle. How can you be so ignorant? You can do it after a meal.

You still don’t know how to restrain yourself from so many situations? Are you going to grab your master’s wine cup? Do you have any size?”

"cough……"

Lao Suntou deliberately coughed, "Lao San, forget it, he is still a child, it's nothing..."

Wang Hongquan also smiled dryly and said, "Uncle Sun, it's okay, it's okay. My uncle teaches my nephew as a matter of course, and the third child is also doing Xiao Hei's best."

Lao Suntou said nothing more.

Yang Ruoqing saw that Mrs. Sun was more embarrassed than anyone else there, so she sent Mrs. Sun: "Mom, go and give me some more food for Grandpa, his food is already cold."

Sun's attention was also diverted very well. She immediately got up and went to the kitchen. Before leaving, she took away Wang Hongquan and Yang Huazhong's bowls with them.

Yang Ruoqing did not go to help Sun, but continued to sit at the table and watch the follow-up.

What followed was that Yang Huazhong's stubborn temper grew. Although he let go of Xiao Hei's hand, the conversation of scolding also opened up.

"I heard your mother say that you came back specifically for your father's birthday. It's good that you have such filial piety. Now your father's birthday has also been celebrated and he has come to visit your grandma and us.

Then I will send you back to school in the afternoon. It is approaching the end of the year, and the studies in school should be even busier, so you should not delay too much!"

Xiao Hei listened to Yang Huazhong's previous words with his head drooped, going in with his left ear and out with the other.

The last two sentences suddenly made him panic. He suddenly raised his head and said to Yang Huazhong: "No, I can't go back to school yet!"

"Why?"

"I haven't eaten the old duck that my aunt sent me yesterday. My mother said that the old duck soup stewed with soybeans is nourishing..."

Yang Huazhong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at Xiao Hei rudely: "You're so fat, you're so fat and you still want to eat?"

Xiao Hei shouted: "If I don't eat it, then it will be a waste!"

"Fart!" Yang Huazhong slammed the table: "Your father, your father and your mother, don't they have mouths? Can't they be killed and eaten during the New Year? Do you have to delay your studies to wait for an old duck?"

Xiao Hei's mouth tightened into a straight line, his head drooped and he stood there silently.

"Which is more important, eating ducks or studying?" Yang Huazhong took a deep breath and asked again.

Xiao Hei's head was buried deeper and his back was hunched down.

Wang Hongquan watched from the side, feeling sorry for his grandson and helpless.

This child does care about his food and drink. Is it because he is growing taller?

Old Suntou, who was sitting opposite, saw this and started to smooth things over again: "Lao San, please stop saying a few words. Xiao Hei must have understood it in his heart at such an old age. Naturally, he knows that studying is more important, right Xiao Hei?"

Xiao Hei glanced at Lao Sun's head, but remained silent.

This really made Yang Huazhong so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to slap Xiaohei.

Xiao Hei was so frightened that he held his head in his hands and almost shrank under the table. Wang Hongquan also panicked, stretched out his arms to protect Xiao Hei, and shouted in even greater panic: "You can't hit the third child!"

"Dad, calm down!"

Yang Ruoqing also finished watching the show and stood up.

Yang Huazhong still kept his hand raised. The scene in front of him made him hesitate for a while, and finally he lowered his arm bitterly.

He rushed to the door of the hall and called Yang Huamei to Tan's guest room.

Soon Yang Huamei ran out, "What's going on, third brother?"

Yang Huazhong pointed to the main room and said to Yang Huamei: "We've finished our meal. You, hurry up and take Xiao Hei away. I don't want to see that kid for a moment longer!"

Yang Huamei was dumbfounded and froze on the spot, confused.

Mr. Tan heard the sound and followed him out. Yang Huazhong's words made the old lady very unhappy.

"Third brother, are you drunk and talking nonsense? Is there such a thing as chasing away guests?" The old lady came up and scolded Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong's face was covered with frost and there was a dark cloud above his head.

"I don't even want to say anything about him. You should take him back quickly and make some soup to make up for it. Stop studying. I'm too lazy to teach him to study hard. That kid can't stick to the wall. You and I

Shuan Zi is really worried about how much money he has spent. Is it because he didn’t expect to be studying until now? It would be great to come back and start farming as soon as possible!"

After Yang Huazhong scolded Yang Huamei, he was so angry that he left with his hands behind his back.

After he returned to the main room, he said hello to Lao Suntou, and was dragged back to the backyard to rest (to calm down his anger).

Yang Ruoqing put Lao Suntou's rice in front of him and said, "Grandpa, take a few bites of the rice. A belly full of wine is not good for your health."

As for Wang Hongquan, Yang Ruoqing also gave a few words of advice, but she knew that Wang Hongquan must have lost his appetite.

Because Yang Huamei is here.

When Yang Huamei heard Yang Huazhong's words before, she vaguely guessed half of them. Now when she came to the main room and inquired with Yang Ruoqing, she immediately understood the cause and effect.

As for Xiao Hei, when he saw his mother coming, he immediately felt confident, "Mom, third uncle is training me..."

Yang Huamei rushed to him and slapped him hard on the face.

The beating made Xiao Hei stunned. He covered his face and looked at Yang Huamei in surprise. There was still fear in his eyes, followed by stubbornness and anger.

"You bastard, you only know how to eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, you have eaten up everything, you chewed me up, peeled the skin, eaten the flesh, cramped and deboned me, come on, come and eat me!"

Yang Huamei slapped Xiao Hei's shoulders and back with her hands like crazy. She cried, cursed and jumped, her hair spread out, and she looked like a madman. Not only Xiao Hei was so scared that he held his head and backed away, but also the people in the main room.
Chapter completed!