One is in the village, and the other lives at the entrance of the village, not far from the road. There is a big living person hiding in the yard over there, and there are so many eyes and mouths in the village as a medium to spread the news. How can the Tan family hide it?

How many hours?

"Qing'er, I'm so panicked. Your father asked me and your fifth aunt to comfort you, but we were so panicked that we were trembling even as we spoke. We were afraid that your mom would accidentally find out the clues..."

Sun didn't need to elaborate on her inner feelings, Yang Ruoqing could feel it.

Why?

Because Sun's palms were sweaty, Yang Ruoqing's heart became wet when she held her hands.

"Your father came back too suddenly. Last time he said he would come back to worship his ancestors during the New Year. Your father and the others were still thinking about how to deal with it. They didn't expect that he would suddenly come back so many days in advance. Two living people like him are in hiding in the capital.

I can’t hide it…what can I do?”

The more Ms. Sun talked, the more anxious she became, almost scratching her scalp.

"It would be great if Yu Xingkui was here. Even if he can't stop your father, at least he can send us a message in advance so that we can be prepared, hey!"

It would be fine if Mr. Sun didn't mention Yu Xingkui. If he did, it would be even more depressing.

When Old Yangtou first went to Baie Town, he took Yu Xingkui with him. Yu Xingkui took good care of the old man's food and daily life.

As a result, the old man became promiscuous. Yu Xingkui probably tried to persuade him, but instead of trying to persuade him, he actually angered the old man and drove him back. That was several months ago.

Not only did he chase him away, he also threw dirty water on Yu Xingkui, saying that Yu Xingkui stole his money.

But Yu Xingkui was so angry that he ran back to Yujia Village angrily without even asking for that month's wages.

Afterwards, Yang Huazhong learned about this and went to Yujia Village to appease Yu Xingkui and compensate him for that month's wages.

"Mom, let's not talk about Yu Xingkui's matter. We will only talk about the current matters."

"What are you doing here?" she asked again.

Mrs. Sun said: "Your grandma said she was thinking about Mei'er and the others and wanted to go to the village entrance to see if Mei'er was back. I comforted her and asked her to wait in the house while I went to check with her."

"Mom, how about this? You go to Lao Wang's house and explain this matter clearly to my aunt, so that she can understand. Then you bring my aunt over, and she will naturally know how to cooperate with you to comfort her.

I’m pregnant.”

Yang Ruoqing mourned three seconds of silence for Yang Huamei in her heart.

This is really an eventful twelfth lunar month for Yang Huamei.

There are old people above and young people below, but now none of them make her worry free. Does God think her life is too long?

Auntie, you have to hold on. My grandma is counting on you to come over and help stabilize her.

Yang Ruoqing simply did not go to the east room and left with Sun through the back door of Lao Yang's house.

When passing by the door of Yang Yongqing's house, I saw Jin playing with Hong'er, Niuniu, Xiaoniuniu, and Zhen'er in the house. The children were innocent and full of laughter.

Jin didn't notice anything strange at home. She sat aside and smiled while watching the children playing.

These boys and girls are all her grandchildren. She sees them and is happy in her heart.

"Hey, deaf-mute people like aunt still live a simple and comfortable life!" Yang Ruoqing actually envied the Jin family.

Mrs. Sun smiled bitterly, "Isn't that right? We all felt sorry for your aunt in the past, but now it seems that she is a lucky person. Her three daughters-in-law are all good to her, and she has all the children to take care of, and she does her best."

Because she is deaf and mute, and because she has a solid duty, she never instigates between her son and his wife.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun left Lao Yang's house together. At this time, the sky outside was completely dark.

"Mom, I'll take you to Lao Wang's house first, and then I'll go to the village entrance to find my father and the others."

"Qing'er, I can go by myself. You don't need to send me there."

"Hi, by the way."

Drop by?

Mrs. Sun thought she had heard wrongly. This was obviously going to go in a big circle.

"Let's go, let's seize the time." Yang Ruoqing had already held Sun's arm on the road leading to Lao Wang's house.

Mrs. Sun understood instantly and did not resist. She was very pleased.

When she arrived at the door of Lao Wang's house, Yang Ruoqing had to watch Sun enter with her own eyes and make sure that no one would intercept her on the way, and then she went to the village entrance with peace of mind.

The small farmhouse where Old Yangtou lives at the entrance of the village is separate from other homes, and is separated from the nearest home by two pieces of farmland.

It was the middle of winter, and the fields were basically deserted. Yang Ruoqing walked on the black, hard, and withered grass-covered field path all the way to the entrance of the small courtyard.

The three tile-roofed houses in the small courtyard all had lights on, and the sounds of men quarreling could be heard inside.

During this period, they also slapped the table and threw tea bowls.

It’s so lively. Is this a fight?

Yang Ruoqing quickly entered the courtyard and then went straight into the main room.

Darling, the hall is really lively. Brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou, Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongqing are all here.

In addition, little old Yangtou and old Jiangtou also came over.

They stood, squatted, stamped their feet, and slapped the table.

Some are persuading, and some are silent, just like the Tathagata Buddha and the eighteen Arhats, each with different shapes and expressions.

There is a person in the crowd who is firmly in position C. At this moment, he is sitting steadily in his wheelchair. His hair has more gray hair than a few months ago, but his complexion is very good.

The most appropriate way to describe it is with a face full of red light.

There seems to be some flesh on his cheeks, his beard has been trimmed, he is wearing a set of decent clothes, and there is a blanket on his legs.

One hand was casually placed on his lap, and the other hand was holding a dry tobacco pole, smoking it.

From time to time he would squint his eyes and blow out smoke rings, looking calm and calm as if the storm in front of him had nothing to do with him.

This aura... Yang Ruoqing only has two words to describe it: awesome!

If we add three more words, it would be: Bull Bikras!

At this moment, everyone in the room was in a quarrel, especially Yang Huazhou, who stood there banging the table and yelling, wanting to tear down the roof, but our 'Klaas Yang' was as stable as a dog.

He even blew smoke rings in the direction of Yang Huazhou, his slightly squinted eyes full of undisguised contempt and ridicule.

This made Yang Huazhou tremble even more, "I tell you to twitch, I tell you to twitch!"

He rushed forward to grab the dry tobacco pole that Old Yangtou held in his mouth. At this time, Little Old Yangtou quickly reached out and stopped Yang Huazhou: "Lao Wu, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, he is your father, don't be violent!

"

"He deserves a beating!" Yang Huazhou continued to yell.

Little old Yang shook his head and nodded again, "Even if he deserves a beating, you can't do it. There is a god three feet above his head. If you hit him, you will have retribution when the time comes. Think about the children at home. If you do this for him,

A person has suffered retribution, is it worth it? "
Chapter completed!