However, Yang Huaming's grip was too tight. The harder they pulled, the tighter he pulled. His fingers almost dug into the flesh of Old Yang's head through the thick cotton clothes.

"Fourth uncle, please let go, my father's eyes are straight."

"Fourth brother, this old man is almost exhausted from being kicked..."

"Fourth uncle, my father is rolling his eyes..."

If Old Yangtou is like a stupid overlord, who refuses to eat anything soft or hard, doesn't take in any poison, rolls his eyes and barks, making people have no place to eat, then Yang Huaming is possessed by Zhong Kui and won't let go until the old man loses his soul and dies.

Even Mr. Liu, who was watching the excitement from a distance, panicked and ran over to help Yang Huaming pat and slap his hands, but the effect was very little. All the blood in Yang Huaming's body poured into his eyeballs, dyeing the whites of his eyes red.

The color of blood made him look like he was practicing martial arts to the point of going crazy. Everything he saw was blood red...

"What can we do? This could cost lives..."

"Third brother, think of something quickly!"

"Qing'er, think of something quickly..."

"Fourth uncle, I'm offended!"

In the end, Yang Ruoqing made a decisive decision and struck Yang Huaming on the back of the neck with a knife.

Yang Huaming fainted on the spot and was caught by Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou.

Old Yangtou was not so lucky and fell directly to the ground, crushing his wheelchair.

…

Both Fu Bo and Wang Sheng, father and son, were invited. One was responsible for treating old Yangtou, and the other was responsible for treating Yang Huaming.

Mrs. Sun and others also came after hearing the news, but Mrs. Tan did not come.

But the matter was not hidden from Tan, but the story was changed: the fourth uncle and the master got into a quarrel over a few words, and both sides were hurt and they fainted from anger.

In response to this statement, Tan's comment was: "Lao Si finally did something about his business and told his wife that I paid for Lao Si's medical expenses!"

…

Yang Huaming's condition was not serious, but he was suffering from anxiety. Wang Sheng pricked a few of his fingers and let out a little blood, and he woke up on his own.

Mrs. Liu brought Yang Huaming some medicine to calm his heart and drink it, and told him not to see the old man again for two days, and he would gradually recover.

As for the old man, it was a little troublesome.

Old Yang was lying on the bed with his head upright, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling of the tent, his mouth tilted to one side, and he was still mumbling at the corner of his mouth, but no one could hear clearly what he was mumbling.

Even Yang Ruoqing, who has the best ear in the room, could not hear clearly what he was saying even if she put her ear almost to the lips of Old Yangtou. Moreover, Old Yangtou smoked dry cigarettes, drank alcohol and ate miscellaneous food all year round.

Pay attention to oral hygiene, so the breath was as heavy as a toilet that hadn't been flushed in ten years, and almost made Yang Ruoqing faint.

"Dad, uncles, I really tried my best, but I can't hear anything clearly."

She held her stomach and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

Yang Huazhong sighed, "Forget it if you can't hear clearly."

Yang Ruoqing added: "However, even if you can't hear clearly, we can guess with our toes that my master must be talking about Yunya."

"Humph, I'm hanging with half a breath left, and I'm still restless? How many kilograms of ecstasy soup did that woman pour into him?" Yang Huazhou was so angry that he beat the wall. There was no hole in the wall, but his own hands were broken and bleeding.

.

"Why are you doing this?"

Bao Suyun was so distressed that she quickly took Yang Huazhou to the main room to get some water and treat the wound.

In the room, Yang Huazhong, the king of bitter gourds, could only sigh, "I heard from Uncle Fu earlier that the old man is probably suffering from a heart disease..."

"Third uncle, I was also present when Uncle Fu said that. He was afraid that we would lose face, so he said it so tactfully." Yang Yongqing had been feeling a little cold in the past two days, and his nose was buzzing when he spoke, but he didn't

affect his speech.

"To put it bluntly, my father is suffering from lovesickness. The object of his lovesickness is none other than his grandson-in-law Yunya, hahaha..."

"You're laughing so hard, shut up!"

Yang Yongjin slapped Yang Yongqing on the forehead.

Yang Yongqing bit his lips to prevent laughter from overflowing, and his shoulders shook with joy.

Yang Yongjin turned around and said to Yang Huazhong: "Third uncle, you need heart medicine for your heart ailments. Many years ago, there was a jewelry shop opposite the county restaurant. The shopkeeper was very rich, and his only son fell in love with a woman, but there was no one in the family.

Agreed, he beat the mandarin ducks with a stick and dispersed them. From then on, the son suffered from lovesickness and became crazy. He couldn't study or do business. In the end, he ran out without clothes. The shopkeeper took away all the money

I went everywhere to find famous doctors, and tried all kinds of methods but couldn't cure my son's disease. He was completely disabled. I'm really worried about my father..."

After Yang Huazhou had bandaged his hand, he returned to the house and happened to hear Yang Yongjin say those words.

Yang Huazhou interrupted Yang Yongjin angrily: "If the old man becomes that crazy and speaks uncontrollably and says unfilial words, I hope he dies now so that everyone can be relieved!"

Yang Huazhong raised his eyes and looked at Yang Huazhou: "We three brothers have gone to the same place."

Yang Yongqing suddenly shouted, pointing his fingers back and forth on Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou. Because he was stunned and even a little excited, his face was distorted: "Third uncle, fifth uncle, you, can't you be...

Do you want to give my father a click?"

He raised his hand and wiped his neck and asked.

Yang Huazhong's face became increasingly gloomy.

Yang Huazhou even scolded him: "Don't talk nonsense, we won't do anything like that!"

Yang Ruoqing on the side was really shocked by Yang Yongqing's imagination.

If these brothers of the Yang family had the courage and cruelty to kill their fathers, would the huge old Yang family have been tormented by Old Yang to become what it is now?

To put it bluntly, they are all a bunch of honest and honest people, and each of them has a huge rock on their head.

Carved on the boulder are several heavy characters: Filial Son!

If they can say such cruel words as they did just now, they have already pushed the limit.

Let them kill their father?

It might be easier to take a knife and let them wipe their own necks!

In front of the bed, the bitter gourd king Yang Huazhong finally made a painful decision after experiencing a whole day of torture: "This time, we must harden our hearts. No matter how the old man... is terminally ill, we must hold on. We can't."

We can't compromise if we let go, let alone get Yunya back, it's absolutely impossible!"

Seeing Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin nodding, Yang Huazhong then added: "We will take turns taking care of him during this period. In addition to taking care of his food, drink, food, clothing, housing and transportation, don't say much to him about other things or anything else."

"If after this period of calmness, he can get out of the corner of his own accord, that will be a great day for everyone."
Chapter completed!