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Chapter 6625 people are different

Changping Village.

The meal eventually ended in tears. Yang Huamei dragged Xiao Hei back to Lao Wang's house. Wang Hongquan stayed behind and said a few words to smooth things over with Mr. Sun and Lao Suntou before leaving in a hurry.

He had to go home and continue the mediation, otherwise his furious wife would not know what to do with her grandson being beaten and scolded.

Mrs. Sun was so uneasy that she didn't even feel like clearing away the dishes while sitting at the table.

Old Sun Tou stayed and comforted Mrs. Sun for a few words, but found that Ms. Sun was too distracted to listen at all. Old Sun Tou was also at a loss. Before leaving, he could only say to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, please stay and talk to your mother.

Well, some things just happen when they happen. Let it be as it should be. There is nothing to panic about."

"Besides, I personally think there is nothing wrong with what Lao Sanjin said. As long as people are not confused, they can understand his good intentions."

Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly at Old Sun Tou, "There are not many sensible old men like me in the world. Don't worry, Grandpa. I'm with you. It's okay. You can go to the village to find your old friends."

Let’s talk about the mountains!”

It seems that it has been nearly twenty years since Lao Suntou and his family left Sunjiagou and moved to Changping Village. The old man has been open-minded, cheerful and enthusiastic all his life, and he has made many old friends in the village over the years.

It's just that some old men were not as strong as him, and two died before him. Because of this, the remaining few are extremely precious.

Several old men are relatively free this winter, so they often get together to chat about the mountains and bask in the sun. Sometimes they even get together to share money for a drink and reminisce about the past. I heard that recently, a few old men often get together.

Let's play leaf cards together.

There are bets on whether you win or lose, but the bets are relatively small, only three or five copper coins.

If you play all afternoon, you won't win more than a dozen copper coins.

As soon as Lao Sun reached the door of the hall with his head behind his hands, he was stopped by Yang Ruoqing again.

"What's wrong?" the old man turned around and asked.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Ga Gong's back that was gradually bending with emotion, but now he came to her with a sweet smile and stuffed a handful of coins into his hand.

When Lao Sun first saw it, his reaction immediately became intense.

"Gong Gong has money, I don't need you to give it to me."

When he came back from the fortress, Yang Ruoqing avoided him and said, "This is for Ga Gong to play cards with. There is not even a scrap of silver, it's all copper plates."

Lao Suntou said: "Gong Gong has money to play cards, why do you need to give money to me? Take it back quickly."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "You know Mr. Ga, this is my investment. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, I'll just share the dividends."

Lao Suntou laughed and said, "I'm just making a little fuss, so I can have some fun. Come on, I'll give you a share of Qing'er's share, and I'll share the dividends with you if you win."

No matter what, this is a sign of filial piety from the granddaughter, and the child is happy if she accepts it.

Lao Suntou happily accepted the money, drank another drink at noon, and left with a glowing face.

Looking at Ga Gong's back, Yang Ruoqing also had mixed emotions.

Young couple old partners.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost ten years since Ga Po left. Ten years, how many ten years are there in life?

It took Ga Gong three years to gradually get over the shadow of losing his wife. In the past few years, he has faced life actively, using his residual heat like a candle to warm his children and grandchildren.

When I had free time, I would have fun with a few old men, drink some wine, smoke some cigarettes, and tease my great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters. When I was unhappy, I would catch the eldest grandson and give him a few words.

It was a scolding on the surface, but it was a pointer on the inside. The eldest Sun was not a delicate girl.

When it was over, Mrs. Sun was afraid that her father wouldn't be able to get rid of him and he would get even more angry, so she had to pretend to fall and let him catch him and give him a few gentle beatings, and the matter was over.

After everything was done, the gentle and gentle second daughter, Sun, came to mediate between the father and the elder sister.

Yang Huazhong and other sons-in-law were also upright, and Lao Suntou was well taken care of in his later years. However, Yang Ruoqing understood that although Grandpa Ga often laughed, there must be a place in his heart that was empty. Only Grandma Ga could do that.

Fill up.

If Grandpa wants to be as naughty as me, he can have a woman by his side when he is old enough. Grandpa also has that condition.

Why?

Because Mr. Ga has a lot of pocket money.

The children and grandchildren gave it to them, the granddaughters and grandsons were filial, and he himself helped raise pigs and made money. The eldest Sun family all gave it to Lao Suntou to take care of the accounts.

But Lao Suntou never paid attention to the accounts. He always let the Sun family take care of the accounts, and he would play around with some money for cigarettes and alcohol.

Therefore, Lao Suntou actually has more money in his hands than Lao Yangtou, but Lao Suntou is not like Lao Yangtou who says, "men become bad when they have money". He is a good man, and Ga Po under Jiuquan will definitely be pleased.

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In contrast, Tan, who had not yet been to Jiuquan, was so angry that Old Yangtou jumped up and down. Although they were both still alive, they had become enemies and bitter enemies. What was more, what Tan didn't know was that Old Yangtou had stopped his wife and remarried!

Alas, this person lives in this world, and sometimes it is better to miss him than to see him.

Speaking of nostalgia, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered that not long ago, Tangyazi's flying pigeon came back from delivering a message, and he sent someone to escort a batch of new year's goods on the way back.

He probably won't be able to come back for the Chinese New Year this year, but no matter where he is in the world, his son-in-law will always give her her husband's New Year's greetings and gifts.

I haven’t seen each other for a long time. I don’t know how many times I dreamed about it. I wonder what kind of gift that guy would prepare for her?

The thoughts of the straight man are really full of curiosity.

"We are all in a bad mood and are terribly annoyed. You are still standing at the door grinning. You are really heartless!"

Tan's scolding instantly brought Yang Ruoqing back to reality from her distant thoughts.

The reality is that my father went back to the backyard to sleep and calm down his anger. My mother was sitting at the dinner table absent-mindedly, still mumbling to herself. Anyway, those words sounded like she felt sorry for Yang Huamei. After a meal, she

It had an unhappy ending.

As for Mrs. Tan, she was sitting on a chair next to her with her hands folded, her face as dark as if she had just climbed out of the stove.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing looking towards her, Tan continued: "I don't know what's going on with your aunt right now. I'm worried. I'm afraid that little bastard Xiaohei will learn from the bad if he doesn't learn from the good.

How can we learn to fight back like Dabai? He is so tall and strong, even though he eats a lot and has a lot of strength, he still can't knock your aunt back to his hometown with one fist? "

Yang Ruoqing was amused by Tan's explanation of the power comparison.
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