As for Lao Yangtou, he was lying there half-dead, with the dirt on his body not yet wiped off, and his eyes staring straight at the ceiling of the tent.

Not to mention that Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were so angry, even if they lifted the roof, I'm afraid he wouldn't have any reaction.

"Dad, Fourth Uncle, what's going on? Why do you have the rat poison in your hands?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help it and asked loudly.

This time, Mr. Liu, who had been holding back for a long time, rushed out to answer the question.

"Qing'er, I don't know if you went out earlier, but your father might have been too uncomfortable when he was rescued. He pulled Uncle Fu's sleeve and told him to stop him, saying that he didn't take rat poison..."

"The rat poison was taken out from under his pillow. Your father has been lying to us before. It's so bad!"

Yang Ruoqing thought a lot as her eyes moved.

"That's not right. Even if my master is partial to us, it should be at the beginning. You can't fool him by bleeding from the seven orifices later on. You can tell he was really poisoned at first glance."

Ms. Liu opened her mouth wide and her eyes moved around a few times. She also felt that there was something wrong here, but she couldn't tell where the problem was.

When other people heard the conversation here, they were also thinking about where the problem lies.

"I know what the problem is." The person who said this was Luo Fengtang.

All eyes were focused on Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang turned his attention to the pile of dirt on the ground.

"The problem should be there!"

After Luo Fengtang's reminder, Uncle Fu quickly squatted down and looked for the pair of vomit.

Suddenly, his hand stopped, his eyes straightened, and he murmured: "Tang Yazi is right, I finally found the crux of the matter!"

Four words: self-defeating.

One more sentence: This old man, he steals the chicken but loses the rice!

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From late night to early morning, and again from early morning to noon, after more than ten hours, countless times of various salt water, ginger water, lard water, and countless times of diarrhea, vomiting, and acupuncture, Lao Yangtou was finally saved from death.

He was completely dragged back.

At this time, Lao Yangtou changed into clean clothes and lay on the bed. Although his life was saved, he was also tortured to the point of losing his appearance.

In his own words: "Why did you save me? After all this suffering, it would be easier to just let me die."

Yang Huazhong finished cleaning up the bed and floor, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and felt a little calmer.

After his anger subsided, he could even calmly say to Lao Yangtou: "This time, Dad, you are blessed with great fortune. If you do it again, even the gods will not be able to save you."

Old Yangtou sneered at this, and lay there and continued to say in his voice that was hoarse as if it had been smoked by fire: "I don't care about you, let alone appreciate you. Without Yunya, living is meaningless, and not being able to die is also a suffering.

"

Yang Huaming sneered: "You deserve to suffer. No one cares about you. Why do you want you to pretend to be poisoned?"

After some deductions afterwards and the evidence on the ground, Old Yangtou did not take the rat poison at all and did not touch it at all.

He had eaten too much at noon and felt sick to his stomach, so he deliberately put some soap foam in his mouth and pretended to take poison to scare Yang Huazhong and the others.

This led to a situation where Fubo Wangsheng and his son did not answer no matter how many questions they asked.

Unfortunately, the antidote that Uncle Fu gave him was inherently toxic and conflicted with yam. There was no yam in Old Yang's lunch, but he had a snack before the meal - brown sugar yam beans.

As a result, the antidote and the yam beans collided fiercely in the body, and life-saving became life-threatening. If the rescue was not timely, and the amount of antidote was small, I am afraid that the old Yang family will hang white flags today!

That's why Yang Huaming said that Old Yangtou deserved his suffering and that he was purely asking for it!

"Hmph, it's fake this time. If you don't guarantee it, it will be real poison next time. You bastards, don't get complacent too soon."

Old Yangtou also has a temper that refuses to admit defeat. Even if he only has one breath left at this moment, he will not forget to fight with Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming was so amused by Old Yang that he shook his shoulders with joy.

"What the old man said, am I so frightened? If you want to die, just do it casually. Who are you trying to scare?"

Old Yang stared at Yang Huaming with his red head and eyes, wishing he could turn into a ghost and swallow him up.

Yang Huaming did not dare to show weakness and glared back at Old Yang with a ferocious smile. The father and son had a fierce confrontation with their eyes.

Yang Huazhong looked on with helplessness.

"Fourth child, dad has just saved his life, please stop provoking him."

"What? Third brother, are you really feeling distressed?"

Old Yangtou looked a little proud.

However, Yang Huazhong shook his head and said honestly: "I feel sorry for him, but not him. What I feel sorry for is Fu Bo Wangsheng, my daughter-in-law, and my son-in-law who have been busy for more than ten hours."

"If you make him angry to death, wouldn't their ten hours of work be in vain? So it's better to say less!"

Yang Huaming understood. He immediately stood up straight and deliberately raised his hand to gesture to his ear. He suppressed a smile and said, "Third brother, you are right. We really can't let them work in vain. I will shut up right now."

Old Yangtou was so disappointed that he was grinding his teeth in anger. Even though his throat was burning every time he opened his mouth to speak, he still wanted to say: "You can save me this time, but you can't save me next time. Even if I want to die, even gods can't stop me."

live!"

Yang Huazhong's face dropped and he was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Yang Huaming's anger that he had just suppressed was stirred up again. This old man had no other skills, but his ability to piss people off was the best in the world.

Indeed, if a person wishes to die, who can stop him?

Even if he doesn't really want to die, he just goes through it again and again, even if he himself is not afraid of the pain during the rescue process, they are!

This is a contest, and in the end one party will be unable to bear it and compromise.

"Master, I like hearing your domineering and willful words!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had just gone to the kitchen to wash their hands and returned to the house when they heard Old Yang's rogue words.

Old Yangtou narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing with disgust but vigilance.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "You are my father, the ancestor of our old Yang family. If you want to make trouble, we can't help you. We can only tolerate it and accommodate it. It's okay. This is what our descendants should do."

"However, if I ever behave like this in the future, I will make Yunya suffer the same pain again."

"Just like today, you drank hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous water. I had already reboiled it in the kitchen and was asking my subordinates to hurry up and send it to Baie Town for Yun Ya to drink!"

If Lao Yangtou is a cunning and cunning snake, then Yun Yao is his seven inches.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming couldn't figure it out, so they beat the snake's head and body indiscriminately, and nothing happened.

And she pinched it seven inches at once, and at that moment Lao Yang's head was as unable to move as a snake!
Chapter completed!