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Chapter 7722 Is it strange?

The atmosphere at the little old Yangtou's house was very bad. Brothers Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou were getting angry. Yang Yongzhi rolled up his sleeves. Yang Yongqing held a pole in his hand. Yang Yongjin and Zhao Liu'er stood by to persuade the two brothers.

Yang Yongzhi blushed with anger and said loudly: "Second brother, don't stop me. Let me go to Baie Town. I will drag those two beasts back with my own hands!"

"They are like dogs. When my grandpa passed away, they did not come back to attend the funeral. One is a great-nephew and the other is a biological grandson. Are there such people?"

Next to him, Yang Yongqing was carrying a pole, waving his hands and shouting: "Second brother, if you are sensible, come with us to drag them back!"

"People who are like dogs are worse than dogs! Let me and the third brother go over there. If we can't be tied back, I will beat them to death with the pole in my hand and call them dogs!"

Yang Yongjin scolded Yang Yongqing: "Can you stop making noise? Do you think this is not chaotic enough?"

Yang Yongqing frowned, his anger still rising on his face, but he did not confront Yang Yongjin again.

Do you think it's strange?

Let him go to Baie Town to fight with his big brother Yang Yongxian, and he won't have any psychological burden at all.

But let him fight with his second brother, even if he had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare.

"Second brother, don't stop me. Look at everyone, ask me and Uncle Hong Tao, are they all on my and third brother's side?"

Yang Yongjin really followed his words and looked at the other people around him, and the expressions of others really confirmed Yang Yongqing's words.

"Jin boy, don't blame Yongzhi and Yongqing for being angry. This matter is really Yongxian and Yongbai's fault!"

"How's it going? Uncle Hong Tao said that, right?" After receiving clear support, Yang Yongqing straightened his waist and became more confident in speaking.

Yang Yongjin shook his head, "No matter what, I don't agree with you going to Baie Town to beat people. This is a big deal at home, and the little grandpa hasn't even been laid to rest yet!"

"Not buried?" Yang Yongqing's face was full of ridicule, "Why not buried? It's not to wait for their two unfilial descendants!"

"After waiting and waiting, I ended up feeling lonely..."

Halfway through Yang Yongqing's words, he noticed that Yang Yongjin was not looking at him, but instead looking behind him.

Moreover, Yang Yongjin's eyes widened and he was so shocked that he came over in three steps, pulled Yang Yongqing aside who was blocking the way, and rushed towards the entrance of the yard.

"Third uncle, why are you here?"

With Yang Yongjin's shout, everyone's eyes in the yard were attracted, and Yang Yongqing all turned to look.

It’s nothing if you don’t look forward to it, but if you look at it, it’s amazing!

Xiao An and Dabao actually came over with a rocking chair. The person lying on the rocking chair was Yang Huazhong, whose leg was bandaged.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun were also followed beside her. Sun was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand. The wooden stick was fixed on the footrest of the rocking chair, and Yang Huazhong's legs happened to hang on the stick.

This look looks... a bit weird.

To use Yang Ruoqing's inner monologue, it's a bit like the old weirdo Ding Chunqiu from Xingxiu stepping into the Central Plains...

"Third Uncle, why are you here? Qing'er, Xiao An, why don't you try to persuade Third Uncle?"

Yang Yong came to the rocking chair and took over from Sun to help hold the stick.

Xiao An walked in front, carrying the rocking chair on his shoulders and arms, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Hearing this, he raised his head and said to Yang Yongjin: "Second brother, I have no choice. I can't persuade you no matter how hard I try. I have to come and kowtow to my little grandpa."

Mrs. Sun was also there to help add, "Your third uncle made a big fuss at home, but it was Qing'er who came up with this idea to carry him here with a chair."

Yang Yongjin looked at Yang Ruoqing and quietly gave her a thumbs up.

Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly.

At this time, Yang Huazhong, who was sitting in the rocking chair, became impatient and said, "Don't stop here. If you want to say anything, you can go in and talk about it. Hurry up and carry me over to see your little grandpa."

"Okay, okay, I'll carry you in now." Xiao An quickly comforted her, and the group entered the yard.

In the yard, Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and others all gathered around and greeted Yang Huazhong in various ways.

Yang Huazhong muttered a few hasty words and let them carry him into little old Yangtou's house.

Seeing little old Yangtou who had changed his shroud and was lying on the door panel, Yang Huazhong was stunned. The next moment, two lines of tears welled up from his eyes, and he struggled to get up from the rocking chair.

Xiao An and the others came over to stop him, "Dad, don't move around. If your leg bone is displaced, there will be sequelae."

Before coming, Xiao An and Yang Ruoqing had agreed with Yang Huazhong that they could come over to accompany little old Yang Tou, but they could not leave the rocking chair.

As a result, Yang Huazhong couldn't control his emotions when he saw little old Yangtou.

Even Lao Yangtou and Lao Suntou tried to persuade him, but it was of no use.

In the end, Xiao An, Yang Yongjin, and Yang Yongzhi had to help Yang Huazhong up from the rocking chair, almost holding him up, and then moved inch by inch to the door panel of little old Yang's head, and then helped him slowly kneel down on one knee.

, bend down and kowtow.

It is very simple for normal people to complete the movements of kneeling and kowtow.

But for a person with a broken leg, it would be difficult to lift. Especially when his forehead was pressed tightly to the ground, Yang Huazhong was knocking his head hard.

I kowtowed five times and my forehead turned red.

The people supporting him were also sweating from exhaustion.

"Quick, quick, hurry up, help this person back to the rocking chair." Lao Yangtou hurriedly ordered.

Yang Huazhong sat back on the rocking chair, but his mood was still broken.

He raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long while.

Lao Suntou and Wang Hongtao sat beside him to comfort him.

At this time, Yang Yongqing reappeared, "Did you see it? Ah? My third uncle spent half his life trying to rush back to attend the funeral for my little grandpa. Even if he is lame, he has to come over and kowtow to my little grandpa."

"Where are those two dogs, Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongbai? I really want to go to Baie Town to fight them to the death, so don't stop me, okay?"

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao An both looked over in surprise. Yang Ruoqing directly transferred the thumb that Yang Yongjin had given her to Yang Yongqing.

Yang Yongqing was really empowered now. He clapped his hands and shouted: "How about it? How about it? Even Qing'er is on my side! Which of you doesn't?"

Everyone else looked at Yang Ruoqing, no one was surprised, because deep down they were all unhappy with the behavior of Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongbai.

In their eyes, Yang Ruoqing's three views were upright, so she would definitely be dissatisfied with the two people in Baie Town when she found out about this matter.

"Let me make something clear first," Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, "I am definitely disgusted with the behavior of my cousin and Yong Bai. They are unfilial sons."
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