Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong and the others were all dumbfounded.

No one would have thought to death that Old Yangtou would reveal the matter about Yunya on his own. The broken jar was broken like this. Are you really not planning to go through with it?

"Third brother, why don't we cover the old man's mouth?" Yang Huaming came back to his senses, rolled up his sleeves and asked in confusion.

Yang Huazhong said with a slumped face: "It's too late, I've heard everything that needs to be heard."

Yang Huaming spread his hands and said, "Now we are really playing ball. This old man wants to die!"

Yang Huazhong knitted his brows tightly together and looked at Mr. Tan worriedly, wondering what Mr. Tan would do next.

Yang Ruoqing quietly took a few steps back and gave Bao Suyun a few instructions in a low voice.

Bao Suyun nodded, quietly exited the house and ran outside the yard.

In the room, Lao Yangtou completely let himself go, leaning back on the quilt. The itch on his body was definitely still there, but he didn't bother to scratch it.

My legs were numb and I couldn't kick around, so I slapped the bed board with both hands randomly, crying like a child, mouthing such rude words as "I'll wait for you, I want to see you even if I die".

At first, Yu Xingkui even tried to persuade Old Yangtou in a low voice, telling him not to do this, since Tan was still there.

However, Old Yangtou was in tears and didn't care about anything.

Mrs. Tan raised her hand and made a stopping gesture towards Yu Xingkui. Yu Xingkui shut his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

Tan then ordered Yang Yongqing: "Go and bring me a stool."

"Mom, what do you want a stool for? Are you going to hit my father on the head with the stool?" Yang Yongqing asked with a horrified look on his face.

Everyone else also became nervous, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Tan's gloomy eyes were still locked on Lao Yangtou on the bed, but he said to everyone in the room: "Don't worry, from now on, I won't scold him, let alone hit him."

"Young boy, go and bring me a stool. Now I want to sit down and listen to the difficulties of these two miserable couples."

"What are you still doing? Go, go!"

Following Tan's hysterical roar, Yang Yongqing shivered and turned to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming for help.

Yang Huazhong waved his hand: "Then go and serve it!"

Yang Yongqing hurriedly went to the main room to pick up a stool from the ground and brought it to Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan sat down, turned around and told Mrs. Sun: "Go and make me a bowl of tea."

Ms. Sun stood there and did not dare to move. She was afraid that Mr. Tan was going to hit the old man with a tea bowl.

Mrs. Liu said: "Mom, I can't make a bath. You smashed the hot water jug, teacup and teapot all to pieces."

Mrs. Tan also remembered it at this time.

"I don't have milk or tea, but I have melon seeds. Would you like some first?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed a large handful of melon seeds from her pocket and gave them to Tan, then hurried back.

Her melon seeds were not the white melon seeds that Liu and the others were used to eating, but caramel melon seeds. Luo Fengtang went to town to buy them specially for her to nibble on to kill her boredom.

Yang Ruoqing's bold move made Sun and the others take a breath.

But what she didn't expect was that Mrs. Tan actually reached out and took the melon seeds that Yang Ruoqing pushed over her, took one, and nodded: "It doesn't taste bad, it's quite sweet."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she quickly rushed to Yang Ruoqing and stretched out her hands: "Qing'er, is there anything else? I'll have some too."

"Yes, there are plenty of them!"

Yang Ruoqing generously grabbed a large handful and gave it to Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Liu took one and her eyes lit up.

"Where did you buy it? I'll weigh some later and eat some later. I don't want to weigh too much, so I just weigh a few or eight pounds to pass the boredom..."

Yang Ruoqing:......

In front of the bed, Mrs. Tan was eating melon seeds and looking at Old Yangtou. Her leisurely look was like an audience sitting under the stage, not at all like an old wife who had been betrayed by her husband.

Her reaction was so abnormal that everyone else around her fell into deep confusion and anxiety, and they didn't even know where to start with words of comfort.

Everyone could only hold their breath and stand by the side, ready at any time. If Tan couldn't control himself and hit Lao Yang on the head, they would rush forward and pull away.

Now that things have come to this, there is only so much that children can do.

"You old thing, you are really old-hearted. I originally thought that you were lame and old and it was time to stop worrying about things. I didn't expect that you would do such a thing without telling me!"

"Yun Ya, right? You even care about your grandson's woman? It would be a pity not to use your old face to make shoe soles."

Tan's melon seed rinds were vomited all over the floor, and taunting words were fired out like machine guns.

Old Yang stopped crying and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

He stared at Mr. Tan as if he were the enemy who killed his father, and said through gritted teeth: "I spent the first half of my life on you, raising such a big family, and dragging several sons into starting families. How can I be worthy of your mother?"

I am worthy of myself and the conscience of heaven and earth. I only have a few years to live in the rest of my life, so I just want to make myself happy. Is this wrong? "

Mr. Tan looked at Old Yangtou's hysterical look with a sneer and shook his head.

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. If you want to make yourself happy, there is nothing wrong with it."

"But your mistake is that you put the first half of your life on me and the children. Am I a widow marrying you with a few oil bottles? The children are not your descendants? You raise them

Do our descendants have to count as capital?"

"You keep saying that you spend half your life on me, but what about half of my life? Where did it go?"

Old Yangtou was stunned by the question.

Yang Huaming was very angry and said: "Father, what you said is so selfish. When I heard it, I felt sorry for my mother and for our brother. All the good things you did to our brothers in those years were all fake."

Yes?"

Old Yangtou sighed sadly, "How can it be fake? We, father and son, are the same flesh and blood, how can it be fake?"

"If it were fake, I wouldn't have worked so hard to help you grow up!"

"Dad, since it's true, then it's also true that you and my mother will be true throughout our lives. We were young husband and wife, old partners. When you were young, you two were harmonious and beautiful. Why do you still hurt each other like this when you are older?"

Yang Huazhong also came forward and asked Old Yang with a sad face.

"Third brother, it's not that your mother and I want to hurt each other. We've been a couple for a lifetime and I'm really tired of it. I want to live a happy life for myself!"

"Sir, originally I was not qualified to speak because I am your grandson-in-law, but as a man, I have to say a few words."

Luo Fengtang, who had always remained silent on such family disputes, actually spoke out for the first time.
Chapter completed!