"Third brother, what do you mean I can't live a steady life? Aren't I living a decent life?"

The two brothers were bickering over each other's words. Yang Yongjin came over and stood between them to interrupt: "We'll talk about these later. Let's listen to what the fourth uncle and the fifth uncle have to say first!"

Brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing have all come to their senses. They were all resting at home today. They were really exhausted from organizing the funeral for their little grandpa a few days ago.

As a result, I heard someone say that Yang Yongbai was back.

I asked someone at the entrance of the village where the grave was, and went straight to the mountain without entering the house.

As soon as brother Yang Yongzhi heard this, he immediately ran up the mountain.

The three brothers also came here and happened to hear Yang Huaming questioning Yang Yongbai there.

"I sent someone to bring you a message a few days ago. Why don't you come back to see your grandpa one last time?"

Yang Yongbai buried his head and uttered two words: "I'm busy."

"Busy?" Yang Huaming stared, "Are you busier than the county magistrate? Have you forgotten how your grandfather treated you?"

"How many times can he die? No matter how busy you are, you still have to come back for the funeral. Unless you are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers and can't come back, then it's a different matter!"

"Is Baie Town far away? Not far? Your third uncle, fifth uncle Xiaoan and others rushed back from Qing'an County. Your third uncle's legs were broken. They carried them to kowtow to your grandfather. What about you?

?You are my grandson, why are you so unfilial?"

Yang Yongbai did not argue, but buried his head deeper and deeper.

Yang Huaming couldn't help but patted Yang Yongbai's head, "Where am I talking to you? What are you doing with your head buried in your crotch? Tell me, why don't you come back for the funeral?"

Yang Yongbai remained unmoved.

Yang Yongqing sneered from the side: "Most likely, he did something shameful outside and has no shame to come back."

"You just did something shameless!" Yang Yongbai suddenly raised his head and shouted at Yang Yongqing, who was holding his neck.

Yang Yongqing also got angry, grinned and started to pull his sleeves again, "Come on, come on, let's fight again, I'm going to wake you up in front of my little grandpa, you unfilial descendant!"

"Just fight, whoever you're afraid of!" Yang Yongbai jumped up from the ground like a barrel of explosives and rushed towards Yang Yongqing with a ferocious face.

Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi stood in front of Yang Yongqing, while Yang Huaming grabbed Yang Yongbai.

Yang Huazhou, who had been silent all this time, stood in the middle, raised his hand and slapped Yang Yongbai in the face.

The slap was so heavy and loud that the person involved, Yang Yongbai, was stunned and everyone else was also shocked.

I have never seen Yang Huazhou take action before. I never expected that once he takes action, he will be a master!

"Whoever makes trouble between you two again will be slapped by me!" Yang Huazhou warned in a deep voice.

Yang Yongbai covered his face and stood stiffly, angry and aggrieved, but he did not dare to have another attack.

Yang Yongqing was also a little frightened and shrank his neck.

He was thinking that if that slap hit him in the face, half of his face would be dead.

After calming down the situation, Yang Huazhou turned around and stared at Yang Yongbai: "Don't make any more trouble. Come down the mountain with us first and see your father before we talk!"

…

In the main room of Yang Huazhong's family, an expanded internal family meeting was solemnly held here.

Except for a few ignorant children who were afraid that they would make a noise when they came over, so they didn't bring them over, everyone else arrived, one by one.

Even Yang Huazhong, a wounded man with a bandage on his leg, attended the meeting while lying on a rocking chair.

Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to come. She could just hear the results of the meeting directly from Mrs. Liu and the others, but Mrs. Liu had to come over and drag her over.

"Fourth Aunt, why do you have to drag me there? Can't you just convey the spirit of the meeting then?"

Yang Ruoqing complained as she walked.

Mrs. Liu looked excited: "I'm afraid that what I convey will change the taste, just like chewing sugar cane. You have to bite it yourself, and the taste will be tasteless after others chew it!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and admitted defeat, "Okay, I'm going to go. I'm going to go. I'm going to have stomach cramps after you make such analogies about everything."

Mrs. Liu laughed loudly and pulled Yang Ruoqing's hand harder, as if she was afraid that Yang Ruoqing would slip away if she wasn't careful.

Arriving at the main room of her parents' house, which was separated by a wall, Yang Ruoqing was shocked by the scene in front of her as soon as she entered.

The Eight Immortals table was pulled out and placed in the middle of the room. Old Yangtou and Tan, old enemies who were at each other's throats two days ago, now became temporary allies.

The old couple, one on the left and one on the right, were like two giant Buddhas guarding the place.

The three brothers Yang Huazhong all sat near the table, the brothers Yang Yongjin stood behind them, and the women chose to sit a little further away against the wall.

This scene looked very much like a three-chamber trial.

The 'prisoner' on trial, Yang Yongbai, was squatting in the corner with his head drooped and his head held in his arms.

"Qing'er, let's sit here."

Mrs. Liu helped the potbellied Yang Ruoqing over and found a place to sit down. Then she turned around and asked Zhao Liuer, who was sitting behind her, in a low voice: "Is everyone here? When will the interrogation start?"

Zhao Liu'er had a strange expression. The fourth aunt asked this question as if she was watching a big show at the entrance of the village.

"I don't know either. Grandma and grandma... haven't said anything yet."

Zhao Liuer whispered.

Yes, although there were so many people sitting in the huge hall, no one spoke.

This atmosphere is quite depressing, just like the gloomy sky before it rains, which makes people panic.

Yang Ruoqing quietly tugged on Mrs. Liu's sleeves, her original intention was to ask Mrs. Liu to sit still and stop looking around, let alone whisper to each other.

Because this is a serious matter.

Without thinking, Mrs. Liu suddenly remembered something and took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket.

They are sunflower seeds, not watermelon seeds. There are also a few peanuts mixed in the sunflower seeds.

"Qing'er, do you want some?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "No."

"Why don't you take a cigarette? Just take a few to kill the boredom." Ms. Liu advised again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head again.

Mrs. Liu didn't force it, and turned to ask the others behind her: "Which of you can't eat it? I have melon seeds and peanuts."

Naturally, it is impossible for other people to take cigarettes. How can they do so in this situation!

Mrs. Liu was still there asking and delivering. Although the movement was not very loud, Yang Ruoqing noticed that Mrs. Tan's ears moved.

Obviously, the old lady has noticed the movement here.

She is giving Liu a chance, and this opportunity has entered a countdown state. If Liu doesn't rein in the situation, Tan will probably go crazy.

Yang Ruoqing then tugged on Ms. Liu's sleeve again and reminded Ms. Liu: "Stop asking, my breasts will go crazy soon."

"Really? Okay, okay, then I won't ask, I'll just drink it myself."

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound as Mrs. Liu peeled off the peanut in her hand.

There was a red hemp tent, and a fat white man was lying inside.

Two plump white peanuts rolled into Mrs. Liu's hand. She held a handful with her hands and threw them into her mouth.

Bang, bang...

So delicious! Delicious!

Then, a shoe was thrown into Mrs. Liu's face.
Chapter completed!