The old man who had been a couple for decades had buried his lustful and flirtatious feelings deep in his heart. That was because of Tan's body's high energy.

Later, when the old man coveted Xiangzi's mother, the old lady was paralyzed and could not see that time.

Later they separated, but the old lady was still blind and indifferent.

Now that the old lady has regained sight in one eye and can move her legs and feet, in the first round of confrontation between the two after the old man came back, the old man was crushed by the old lady again. What a familiar feeling and what a familiar formula!

"Fourth Uncle, my grandma has grown up again. Do you think it would be interesting if we told my grandma about my father's concubine and let my grandma treat it with my own hands... Oops, Fourth Uncle, please do it to me.

What?"

"I will not only beat you, but also kill you!"

Yang Huaming's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. He gritted his teeth and roared at Yang Yongqing. Because of the excessive force, a twisted vein stretched from his forehead to the bottom of his neck.

Yang Yongqing, who was about to reply with a few words, was suddenly shocked by this, and his eyes were a little frightened.

After Yang Huaming finished yelling, he lowered his voice and warned Yang Yongqing: "You are young and don't understand the rules of marriage. Your grandma looks strong, but she is actually a paper tiger. If she knows about your father and Yun Yao, the paper tiger will catch fire.

, it looked like it was burning like a crackle, but when the fire went out after it was done burning, nothing was left of the paper tiger!"

Yang Yongqing listened blankly, and even saw the deep worry in Yang Huaming's eyes. He asked blankly: "Fourth uncle, isn't...it's not that serious, right? My grandma seems to be quite able to bear it. At that time, Mrs. Xiangzi

…Didn’t she also bear it?”

Yang Huaming shook his head, "That's because Xiangzi's mother was cut off just after it came up, and Xiangzi's mother didn't care about him at all. Even so, your mother found out later and is still annoyed to this day!"

"Yun Ya... took a concubine and brought it back to the village. The two of them stayed together and flew together, just like a married couple. This is completely different in nature. If your mother knows about it... you should consider the consequences!"

Well, Yang Yongqing is also afraid.

When the older generation makes trouble, the younger generation actually suffers as well, so it’s better to try not to let her know about it.

Even if it was inevitable that she would find out, she couldn't find out from him, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the anger from the entire Old Yang family.

"By the way, weren't you asked to accompany your father? Where has he been?" Yang Huaming asked again.

Yang Yongqing came back to his senses and pointed to the front yard: "He said he wanted to take a look at the main room in front, so Uncle Wu accompanied him there."

In the front hall, Lao Yangtou's wheelchair was parked in front of the ancestral tablets of Lao Yang's family.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at the several tablets enshrined on the Buddhist altar in front of him. They were his grandparents, biological father, biological mother, and the mother who he had called mother since he was a child but was not his biological mother...

Red candles as thick as a child's arms were burning on both sides of the shrine, and five or six plates of various cakes and offerings were placed.

There was a civet cat squatting in the corner of the hall. The cat was taking a nap with its eyes closed. When Lao Yangtou's wheelchair came over, it opened one eye and took a look, then closed it again and fell asleep.

Old Yangtou recognized the civet cat. When he lived in this old house two years ago, the civet cat was still a kitten.

He's grown so big.

"Why is this cat staying here? Aren't you afraid that it will steal the offerings?" Old Yangtou pointed at the civet cat and asked Yang Huazhou beside him.

Yang Huazhou smiled and said, "Dad, don't underestimate it. It's smart. It never touches the offerings. It has other purposes for guarding the offerings."

Old Yang was about to ask what the purpose was, and how could a cat come up with so many thoughts. At this time, a gray mouse jumped out of the courtyard over there.

The mouse sneaked towards the offering, and when it was almost rushing to the bottom of the shrine and climbing up, a shadow flashed across the side of the shrine like lightning.

With the sound of "squeaking", the civet cat stood under the shrine with the mouse in its mouth.

Its green eyes flashed a few times, and under the dumbfounded gaze of the old Yangtou, it turned around and returned to the shadows to start its game with the still struggling mouse in its mouth.

Before enjoying the food, it will play with the prey for a while, until the prey collapses, and until it feels disgusted...

"Oh my God, I never thought a civet cat could be so thoughtful. It's so cunning!" Old Yangtou was completely convinced.

Yang Huazhou continued with a smile: "This cat just squats here and eats mice until it is shiny. It doesn't need to be fed at all. However, many times they will give it the fish bones and other things that they can't finish eating. There is a place in the corner.

The two bowls belong to it, and it is also sensible. It relies on it to guard the front and back rooms of the old house, making it very safe."

Lao Yang nodded and did not bother about the civet cat anymore. Instead, he looked up at the tablet enshrined on the shrine and continued to be in a daze.

Yang Huazhou didn't say much and stood there quietly accompanying him.

Old Yangtou was in a daze in the main room. In Liao Meiying's room in front, Yang Yongxian and Liao Meiying were also sitting face to face, looking at each other in silence.

Liao Meiying held Zhen'er in her arms, and Zhen'er held a toy in her hand. The toy was a little monkey playing a drum.

Yang Yongxian brought it back from Hangzhou. It is not available in Wanghai County yet.

Zhen'er was playing with great interest, burying her head and tinkering with her little hands, her chubby cheeks bulging, and because she was so immersed in playing, a few strands of saliva would drip from the corner of her mouth from time to time.

Liao Meiying prepared a clean and soft handkerchief, waiting to wipe it for him at any time.

"Zhen'er, do you like the little monkey?"

Yang Yongxian finally couldn't help but leaned over to touch Zhen'er's head, but Zhen'er avoided her.

He frowned and glanced at Yang Yongxian, then hid in Liao Meiying's arms and looked at Yang Yongxian timidly.

"Don't be afraid, Jane. Mom is here." Liao Meiying patted Jane's back gently.

Zhen'er relaxed, lowered his head and continued to play with his little monkey.

Yang Yongxian took his hand back and sat there a little frustrated.

"My biological son actually disowns me. I make so much money and it means nothing."

Liao Meiying ignored his words, her eyes only stayed on Zhen'er.

Children need companionship to grow up. Whoever stays with him more will naturally be close to him.

Although you are the child's biological father, have you spent a day with him? When the child was two years old, did you take care of him once when he fell ill?

Do you know when he got his first tooth?

Do you know how he cried when he was pregnant?

You don’t know anything, you didn’t participate in anything, and now your child doesn’t kiss you, who is to blame?

Liao Meiying only kept these slanders in her heart, and she would not say even a word of them.

Speaking out shows that she still has a glimmer of hope for the man in front of her.

I don’t say it because I am completely hopeless and numb to the point of despair.

As for why he was allowed to enter this room and sit there, it was not that she, a wife, needed a husband, but... he was Zhen'er's biological father after all.
Chapter completed!