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Chapter 7389 raise money

Yang Huamei followed Yang Huazhong to his house, and happened to meet Mr. Sun coming back from the vegetable garden at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a basket full of various vegetables and fruits.

Seeing Yang Huamei, Mrs. Sun was very happy and quickly took out her key and opened the door to let them go inside.

"Meier, please go sit in the main room first, and I'll go to the backyard to get you some money."

Yang Huazhong confessed and strode to the backyard.

Yang Huamei and Mrs. Sun looked at each other. When Mrs. Sun heard "get money", she couldn't help but look at Yang Huamei with some questioning eyes.

Yang Huamei didn't want to tell anyone the truth before she got the money, and she was embarrassed to be alone with Mr. Sun in this main room without talking about anything.

So he said hello to Mrs. Sun and hid in Lao Yangtou's house on the pretext of visiting Old Yangtou.

Lao Yangtou sat in a wheelchair and puffed away. There was a tea bowl next to him and various snacks on the plate.

Yu Xingkui was sitting on a small horse near the door, knitting straw sandals.

"Brother Yu, why are you knitting sandals?"

Yang Huamei asked, holding on to the doorframe.

Yu Xingkui raised his head and saw Yang Huamei, and said with a smile: "It rains all the time. Wearing cloth shoes will get dirty when going out, and it's inconvenient to go barefoot. It's better to put on a pair of straw sandals."

Yang Huamei nodded, that's true, the most important thing to lose on a rainy day is shoes.

When she had time, she would also buy a few pairs of straw sandals for emergencies.

Yang Huamei entered the house to talk to Old Yang.

Old Yangtou's attitude towards this old girl was not the same as towards his sons, and he talked to Yang Huamei in a pleasant manner.

He even asked about Lao Wang's family moving into a new house.

"Has the date been set?"

Yang Huamei shook her head: "Not yet."

"It's best to set the date in the first half of the year, before July. Don't enter a new house in July. It's the ghost month and it's unlucky."

Old Yangtou pulled out the tobacco stick, narrowed his eyes, and calculated seriously.

Yang Huamei sat aside, quietly watching her old father pondering these things, as if she had returned to her girlhood again.

At that time, she didn't have to think about anything. Even if the sky fell, her father and mother would help her carry it.

Where is it like now, when people reach middle age, their hearts are haggard, and it hurts to take a breath after stressing out all kinds of things.

"Dad, when you enter the new house, I will come and pick you up to have a wedding banquet. You will be rewarded."

Yang Huamei felt soft in her heart and subconsciously extended an invitation to Lao Yangtou.

As soon as she said the words, she regretted it a little.

Sure enough, a weird smile appeared on Dad's face, "Pick me up? Your brothers are raising me as poultry and livestock, and I can't get out!"

Yang Huamei's face was sarcastic.

She took advantage of the good atmosphere at the moment and said bravely, "Dad, if you don't make trouble in front of outsiders and don't mention what Yunya said, why won't your brothers let you go out for a walk?"

"Dad, just listen to my daughter's advice. You are already at this age. Why don't you enjoy a few years of happiness? Stop worrying about those things."

Old Yangtou smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Mei'er, there are some things you don't understand. This person, if you see the right person in your life, it's not up to you. As long as you live one day,

You just try your best to be with that person, otherwise, there is no point in living."

"Dad," Yang Huamei called him sadly, "you are already seventy-five or six, and your old daughter I am only thirty-three this year. After all, you still have my mother here, and your children and grandchildren all do the same thing."

Grandpa, your life is already complete."

"Look at me again. I became a widow in my early thirties. If you say so, what else will I have to live for in the rest of my life?"

Old Yangtou stared blankly at the old girl in front of him, with a rare trace of pity and sympathy on his wrinkled face, and his eyes slowly softened.

The old man let out a long sigh and said, "Daughter, it was my father who harmed you. If I had chosen a strong son-in-law for you, you wouldn't be in this situation!"

"Dad, this has nothing to do with you, nor does it have anything to do with Shuanzi's health. He didn't die of illness, he died of an accident..."

Speaking of Wang Shuanzi's death, although half a year has passed, the profound pain is still so clear, and tears fall down as soon as I talk about it.

"Stop crying, your crying will make dad feel uncomfortable." Old Yangtou comforted him.

"Dad, I promise you, I will listen to you and never mention Yunya's name in front of outsiders from now on."

"My daughter has such a miserable life, how can I, the father, have the time to think about other things? Oh, what a sin!"

Yang Huamei was wiping away her tears when she suddenly heard Old Yangtou's assurance and couldn't help but raise her head in surprise.

But I found that Old Yangtou's face was filled with sadness, and he didn't seem to be joking.

Yang Huamei looked at the door of the house again and found that Yu Xingkui had also stopped what he was doing and was looking here with relief.

"Meier!"

It wasn't until Yang Huazhong's voice came from outside the house that Yang Huamei suddenly remembered the purpose of her trip.

She stood up at the same time as Yang Huazhong outside and said goodbye to Lao Yangtou.

"Dad, I'm going back first, and I'll come back to talk to you later."

Lao Yang nodded, "Come here if you have time."

After Yang Huamei left the house, she found Yang Huazhong standing by the window. Looking at him, he looked a little excited, and his eyes showed joy and gratitude.

Yang Huamei was a little stunned. When she walked up to him, Yang Huazhong lowered his voice and said, "I heard everything you and dad said before. Third brother is very happy. If our dad is really what he said to you, the sky will be full of people."

The snow has melted!”

After the snow melts, it will be sunny, of course it will be great!

Yang Huamei's eyes also showed yearning, "I also hope that dad will not make me happy."

"Then when you have more time in the future, come over and talk to him." Yang Huazhong added.

Regardless of whether the old man makes the girl happy or not, at least the old man is willing to do so. This attitude is different from that of his sons.

This is a good sign.

"Brother, where is my money..."

Yang Huamei was still thinking about her own affairs and cautiously reminded her.

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, then took out a heavy cloth bag from his arms.

"Here, all the twenty taels of silver are here,"

Then, he took out a few coins from the other side and stuffed them into Yang Huamei's hand.

"The interest for the past six months is more than 500 fen. I have collected a total of 600 fen for you. You can also take it with me!"

"No, no, no, I don't want the interest money, I can buy a bar for my third brother!"

As long as he can get the principal back, it will be fine. Yang Huamei is a little embarrassed to take the rest.

Yang Huazhong, however, grimaced: "What's there to say no to? What's yours is yours, you should take it!"

He forcefully pushed the six hundred coins into Yang Huamei's hand, patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, you can keep this money by yourself from now on. Third brother won't worry about you. If
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