Lao Yangtou raised his crutch as if to hit him, but Yang Huazhong caught it and threw it to the ground.

"What on earth did you say to my mother? Why did she change her mind? Did you threaten her with something? Tell me!"

This was the first time in Yang Huazhong's life that he showed his cruelty towards Lao Yang.

God knows how much courage it takes and how much torture it takes for an honest person, even a bit foolish and filial, to make such a fierce expression!

Old Yangtou was angry and helpless. He raised two fingers and swore:

"If I am even remotely threatening, I will be struck by lightning and die."

"This trip is really because of your mother's conscience. She is so compassionate that she wants to help Yun Ya and me!"

Brother Yang Huazhong still doesn't believe it.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also stayed in the house. Yang Ruoqing came over and pulled Yang Huazhong out.

Someone once exploded his alveoli due to extreme anger, and she didn't want her father to be like that.

Lao Yang slapped the edge of the bed and shouted at their backs: "Don't go, you haven't said when to take Yun Ya over to me. I miss Yun Ya."

Yang Huazhong's back stiffened, and Yang Huaming clenched his fists loudly.

Luo Fengtang quickly stopped Yang Huaming, and Yang Ruoqing turned to old Yang and said with a smile: "Sir, keep your heart in your stomach. We will pick up the job in two days after we have arranged the work at hand."

Lao Yang grabbed the loophole in Yang Ruoqing's words and asked: "How many days will it be in two days? Is it two? Or is it more than two?"

What a fine old man.

"Of course it's two. I'll pick him up in two days."

"Okay, I'll remember this!"

At this point, Yang Ruoqing and the others finally escaped completely.

When he got to the yard outside, Yang Huaming was so angry that he kicked the stone mill.

The stone didn't move at all, and his own toes were so painful that he almost walked away.

"Hurry up, this old man can't be saved. All he can think about is that Yun Ya!"

"Fortunately, at his age, he has long since stopped running a business. If he had met that woman a few years earlier, I'm afraid no one in our old Yang family would have had a good life."

"Fourth uncle, stop scolding, scolding is useless, my father is completely in trouble." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Qing'er, are we really going to pick up Yunya back in two days?" Yang Yongzhi asked in confusion, and raised two fingers.

Everyone else also looked at her.

None of them wanted to give this promise, but she gave it.

"Don't take the promise I made to my father seriously. If he wants to push me, I will use the procrastination trick to deal with him. Day after day, we will rub him the wrong way."

"Anyway, he can't move around on his own, let alone call anyone to help him escape. Why should we panic?"

Yang Yongzhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's do it this way. He is strong and we are soft. Let's see who is more anxious."

Everyone went to the old house together again. Mrs. Tan was sitting on the bed in the east room, fully clothed, her face was strangely pale, and her eyes were filled with silence.

Mrs. Sun and Yang Huamei were accompanying her in the room. Yang Huamei was still holding a bowl of sugar water in her hand, but Ms. Tan just shook her head and sat on the quilt. Her already thin and petite body seemed to have shrunk even more.

So when Yang Ruoqing and the others entered the house and saw Mrs. Tan like this, she even felt sad for a moment.

The real force that supported Tan's life-long fangs and claws should be the protection and love of Old Yangtou in the past!

Even though Lao Yangtou has been a bit messy in recent years, in Tan's eyes, he just wanted to give Xiangzi's wife some money, maybe just to get angry with Lao San Lao Wu and the others.

Although Mrs. Tan was very angry, she even drove the old man to his house in the south of the village, threatening not to have any contact with him until we die.

But in the final analysis, Tan was just trying to get angry with Lao Yangtou and teach him a lesson. The ultimate goal was to let him know his mistakes and then turn back as a prodigal son.

However, today, she found that she thought too simply.

Things didn't go down according to the route she arranged. The old man had already run out of the area she had drawn for him like a wild horse.

Especially when he cried, beat and called out the woman's name, Tan knew that he had completely lost.

If we continue to make trouble, we will gain momentum and truth, but we will lose magnanimity and the pride accumulated in this life.

"Mom, don't you drink?"

Yang Huazhong came to Yang Huamei and asked in a low voice.

Yang Huamei shook her head, her eyes filled with worry.

"My mother hasn't spoken since she came back. Whatever I ask her, she just nods and shakes her head."

"Third brother, I'm really worried. Even if my mother scolds us a few words, it's okay. She's holding back like this. I'm really worried..."

Yang Huamei's tears welled up and she burst into tears.

Even so, Mrs. Tan remained silent on the bed, her eyelids drooped, and she didn't know what she was thinking. The corners of her mouth twitched from time to time, and occasionally she sighed softly and shook her head. Her whole body seemed like a barren field with no grass growing, completely sealed by the midwinter.

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"Mom, just tell me what pain you have in your heart. Don't hold it in yourself."

Yang Huazhong stood in front of Tan's bed and said in a deep voice.

Mrs. Tan finally responded. She looked at Yang Huazhong with empty eyes and shook her head slowly.

"None of you can share my suffering. This is a matter between your father and me."

Yang Huazhong frowned.

If a beating would solve the problem, he would really go out of his way to be an unfilial son.

But the problem is that even if he doesn't want this reputation and beats up the old man, it won't solve the problem.

"Mom, can we do something for you?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Tan shook his head again: "You don't have to do anything, and you can't do anything. That's it."

"No matter whether you are happy or not, take some time to find that Yunya and send it to your father!"

"Mom, are you serious? Why on earth?"

"Yes, mother, we are all women, how can a woman be so generous? Is this still you?" Yang Huamei couldn't help but ask again.

To put it cruelly, she would rather be widowed and become a widow for Shuanzi than share Shuanzi with other women.

Tan smiled bitterly, "When things have reached this point, there is no point in making a fuss. You are not me, and you won't understand even if I tell you."

"When you get to my age in the future, you will naturally understand that I have been strong all my life because of him. This time, I will give in. Anyway, no one can live for more than a few years. Let him have fun for a while.

Well, it can be considered as a way to accumulate virtue for me in my next life."

"Mom, what you say is a bit Zen-like. I can understand it but I don't seem to understand it." Yang Huaming said.

Tan gave Yang Huaming a blank look.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Nai, we respect your choice, but I want to ask you a question."

"ask."

"You have been married to me for a lifetime, do you regret it?"

Tan shook his head without thinking: "I don't regret it."

The noses of everyone in the room were sore, and even Mrs. Liu began to complain about her mother-in-law.
Chapter completed!