Everyone looked at each other silently, thinking that the reason why Qing Qing wanted to beat Yongbai must not be known to you, otherwise you would not be shouting for beating, but for killing.

Of course, everyone only dared to complain in their hearts, and did not dare to reveal any clues in front of Mr. Tan.

After little old Yangtou left, Yang Huazhong and the others went to their respective places, helping the old Wang family handle Wang Shuanzi's funeral.

Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi and the others brought several heating barrels and placed them in the ancestral hall under the walls on both sides of the coffin.

Among these heating barrels, Yang Huazhong’s family has the largest one, Yang Huazhou’s family has a moon boat heating barrel, and Yang Yongjin’s family has a stool heating barrel.

Yang Huaming also thought of a heating bucket, but was stopped by Liu.

Liu's reason is very simple. It would be unlucky to move something like a warm bucket that is commonly used at home to an ancestral hall!

Unless Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan are dead, there is nothing we can do. If Lao Wang's family members die, it is enough for us to help out. We must not move our belongings into the ancestral hall.

Regarding this reason, Yang Huaming had a few quarrels with Mr. Liu at that time. He felt that this woman was so old that she was still petty and calculating.

But the reason Liu presented next made Yang Huaming unable to refuse.

Ju'er and San Yatou are both back, and their niece, who is their direct biological relative, must also come over to burn incense. If the children are left at home without two heating buckets, they will have to freeze?

Especially since Ju'er's second son is only over two years old, what should he do if he gets frostbite?

Therefore, Yang Huaming compromised.

At this moment, the warm bucket arrived at the ancestral hall, and Xiao Hei immediately jumped into the largest one and squatted, with his head exposed outside.

As soon as he crouched down, Yang Huaming slapped him on the forehead.

"When do you care about enjoying yourself? You are a filial son. You should kneel by the coffin. When you get tired of kneeling, come over and stuff your feet to warm them up. Why are you squatting inside to hatch eggs? Get off here!"

Xiao Hei came down with his mouth depressed and aggrieved.

Yang Huamei was sitting next to the coffin wearing sackcloth and mourning. No matter how much Tan tried to persuade her, she refused to get into the hot tub. Tan had no choice but to ask Yang Huazhong to bring the charcoal brazier to Yang Huamei's side, which at least kept her warm.

Hearing the movement behind her, Mrs. Tan turned her head and rolled her eyes at Xiao Hei, then turned away and pretended not to see it.

Yang Huamei lowered her head and gently tugged on Tan's sleeve.

"Mom, please do me a favor."

"Mei'er, tell me, don't talk about it. Even if you want a mother, I will give it to you!"

Yang Huamei whispered: "Mom, please help me tell my fourth brother so that he can stop embarrassing Xiao Hei. This time he is much more sensible than before, and he has fulfilled his filial piety in the ancestral hall from beginning to end...

…”

Mrs. Tan curled her lips, "You are so cold that you can't even get into the hot tub. How are you afraid that he, a big young man with so much yang energy in his body, will get cold?"

Yang Huamei pulled the corner of Tan's clothes and raised her head and begged her with tears in her eyes: "Mom, please, stop picking on Xiao Hei now. He has never suffered like this since he was a child.

…”

"He became like this because he suffered too much!" Tan said angrily.

Yang Huamei's tears fell down and she said sadly: "I no longer have an embolus. If something happens to Xiao Hei again, how can I survive?"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm going to say it, I'm going to say it, don't say depressing words, you have to live a good life for your mother, if you die, my mother won't live either!"

Mrs. Tan was angry and helpless, and turned around to say hello to Yang Huaming.

Not only did he say hello to Yang Huaming, but he also said hello to Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, Daan and Xiaoan next to Shuner.

Of course, Yang Ruoqing's Tan family is not left behind either.

After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing felt helpless secretly. Xiao Hei had given the green light all the way, which was really embarrassing for her aunt.

At this moment, you are still thinking about your son's cold. What a pity for the parents in the world. For the sake of their children, one has been chewed beyond recognition by leopards and put into a coffin, while the other is still working hard for his children.

I hope Xiao Hei can be more promising and sensible, and take up the burden of the family!

As for Baymax...

Yang Ruoqing's gaze swept across the audience, "Nai, where is Dabai? He was kneeling there before, but why did he disappear as soon as he turned around?"

Mrs. Tan also looked around. Even though she was a one-eyed dragon, it didn't stop her from looking around at all.

"I didn't see him either. He probably hid somewhere to go to the toilet. Who cares?"

Tan waved her hand and returned to Yang Huamei.

There was no one else in her eyes at the moment, and she couldn't care about anyone else in her heart. She just wanted to protect her daughter Meier and help Meier overcome this difficulty.

In the courtyard of Lao Wang's house.

Dabai first went to the east room to visit Wang Hongquan. Wang Hongquan hugged Dabai and cried at the top of his lungs.

"My precious grandson, my heart and soul, you are finally back. I thought I would never see you again in this life..."

Dabai also hugged Wang Hongquan tightly, his eyes red.

"Sir, it's your eldest grandson who is unfilial and makes you suffer all the time."

Wang Hongquan shook his head repeatedly and looked at Dabai's whole body. He hadn't seen his grandson for more than two months. His eldest grandson had become thinner and taller, and his face was covered with stubble.

More than two months of prison life made him suffer, but he seemed to be more mature and steady than before.

Especially when compared with Xiao Hei, the twin brother, one can see the five-year age gap between the two.

"I've lost weight, and I look more like a father." Wang Hongquan said with relief and distress.

Dabai nodded, "Master, my father is gone. Don't be too sad. Please forgive me and accept the change."

Wang Hongquan held Dabai's hand tightly, with his back hunched and his legs still trembling, he looked like a lonely old man in his dying years.

"Dabai, I am only a son like your father. He was raised in the heart of your father. Now that he is gone, I don't want to live anymore..."

"Sir, don't say that. You have to live. You still have me and Xiao Hei."

"Dabai, with your words, I will be emboldened. Okay, let me try to live for two more days. I have lost my son, but I still have two grandchildren. You are all good and filial children. Master

I didn’t hurt you in vain..."

Dabai didn't stay with Wang Hongquan for long. He was still thinking about Hongmei and her son. Wang Hongquan was such a smart person, how could he not understand what Dabai was thinking?

Originally, he was still holding back a lot of words and wanted to have a good talk with Dabai. When he saw this, he changed the subject and took Dabai's hand. Qi Aiai said: "Dabai, during this time, my father has sacrificed your mother and you for your sake."

Everyone in your husband's family has been offended. No matter if they wanted to report you to the police earlier and I would inform you, or if Hongmei comes to our house later, I will carry them all by myself for you. Okay.

, let’s not talk about this anymore, you should hurry up and see the red plums..."

"Master, I..."
Chapter completed!