Lao Yangtou's sincere and thoughtful analysis made sense, and Yang Huazhou's explosive emotions were suppressed.

If things get bigger and bigger, even if Yang Huasheng is trampled to death, it will not be a difficult task for the old Yang family today.

But the karma brought about by these things may fall on my late uncle.

My uncle has been kind to others all his life, so let him rest in peace!

Seeing that the father and son on the table had reached an agreement, Yang Ruoqing put the key on the table and said, "Master, then this key will be returned to its original owner."

Old Yang nodded, and then turned to tell Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, your third brother's legs are inconvenient, go and release him tomorrow."

Yang Huaming accepted the task and took the key into his hand.

Yang Huazhou said: "Before he is released, I have to go and train him! Fourth brother, I will go after the wine later!"

Yang Huaming was a little hesitant, fearing that Yang Huazhou would use the power of alcohol to beat Yang Huasheng.

He didn't feel sorry for Yang Huasheng, he was worried that if he missed, something would go wrong and his plan would be disrupted again.

Yang Huazhou noticed Yang Huaming's concerns and promised: "Don't worry, I'm not a fool. Since everyone has discussed it, I will definitely not act on my own accord."

"I just went over and scolded him for my brother-in-law."

Yang Huaming was still a little hesitant, and turned his questioning eyes to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, look at this..."

Yang Huazhong has been thinking, "Fourth, you go with Fifth, and help me bring a few words to Yang Huasheng!"

…

That night, after the brothers Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou finished drinking, they sent Old Yangtou back to the guest room, and then the two brothers went to the lonely small house at the south end of the village where Yang Huasheng and his son were temporarily housed.

At dawn the next day, Yang Huasheng and his son were released and quietly returned to their home.

I don’t know how Yang Huazhou scolded Yang Huasheng and his son, and I don’t know what Yang Huazhong asked them to say to the father and son. In short, the father and son became extremely honest after returning home and stayed in the house for the next two days.

Don't show off.

His mother-in-law went to work in the vegetable garden and wash water in the pond. The chatty women in the village asked her about the situation of Yang Huasheng and his son, but she only said that they had been released.

Some good-hearted people wanted to give some encouragement, but this woman seemed to have learned a lesson, no longer crying and complaining that the Yang family was bullying others like she did a few days ago.

This time, she didn't say anything, just worked hard, and left after the work was done.

"Either I was warned, or I was bribed." This is the conclusion given by the busybodies.

"Buy? That's impossible. Why should the old Yang family buy Yang Huasheng's house to settle down?" Someone else questioned this.

"That means you have been warned. This room is all honest and they don't dare to make trouble."

"What's the fuss about? Is it reasonable for them to steal someone's coffin as soon as they die?"

"You have no face to make trouble, and you can't stand up for it. If anyone speaks for Yang Huasheng's family, the person who speaks will have a problem with his own character..."

Public opinion finally turned to the side of the old Yang family. After this incident, the Yang Huasheng family became completely honest in the village.

And the relationship with the old Yang family has gradually been cut off. Although they bear the same surname of Yang, they are basically no different from passers-by.

Of course, all this is a story later.

Early the next morning, as soon as Old Yangtou got up, he asked Yu Xingkui to push him to Little Old Yangtou's house.

The old man wanted to go over and see Yang Yongbai. He didn't sleep well last night. He kept thinking about Yang Yongbai's child who was taken away and remarried.

Although, Old Yangtou, the great-grandfather, could neither name the child nor recall the child's face, he only vaguely remembered that the child must have been about five or six years old, and he really couldn't remember anything else.

But this did not affect the old man's eagerness to protect his calf.

When Yu Xingkui pushed Old Yangtou hurriedly to the door of the courtyard of Little Old Yangtou's house, he happened to see Yang Yongbai coming out with a bundle on his shoulder.

He buried his head and just locked the door of the main room and hid the key on the lintel. As soon as he turned around, he met the angry eyes of the old man behind him.

"What are you doing? Are you running away again?" The sun has not risen yet. Looking at the sky today, it should be a day with the bright autumn sun.

However, there was a dark cloud covering the old man's head, and green lightning flashed faintly in the clouds.

"Master, I, I..."

"What's in your package?" Lao Yangtou looked directly at the bundle rolled on Yang Yongbai's shoulder and asked sharply.

"Nothing, just two old clothes..."

"Give me the package!"

The old man stretched out his hand.

Yang Yongbai hesitated a little.

The old man sitting in the wheelchair suddenly leaned forward, caught off guard and tore off Yang Yongbai's bundle and shook it violently.

An old piece of clothing fell from inside, as well as a tobacco pole broken into two pieces.

Old Yang stared at the two objects on the ground and was stunned.

"Is this... your grandpa's thing?" he asked.

Yang Yongbai hurriedly knelt down and picked up the clothes and the tobacco pole. He patted off the dust on the clothes, tightly wrapped the tobacco pole with the clothes, then wrapped it again with the baggage roll and held it carefully in his arms.

Old Yangtou was shocked when he saw this series of actions, and the dark cloud above his head quietly dispersed.

He had thought that Yang Yongbai was sneaking away with a bundle, but he had found the coffin book that his grandfather had hidden somewhere!

When he opened the bundle, the old man was even panicking, fearing that something valuable would really fall out, and that Yongbai would be the second Yang Huasheng.

Fortunately, Yongbai is not.

"Yongbai, are you leaving?"

Old Yangtou's tone softened a bit, and his eyes were full of surprise and reluctance.

Yang Yongbai squatted on the ground, holding the bundle roll tightly with both arms, and nodded lightly.

"Where are you going?" the old man asked again.

My daughter-in-law has remarried with her children, and her business has collapsed. Where can I go?

Yang Yongbai shook his head and said in a low voice: "I don't know either. Let's go out and try our luck."

"If you go out to invade, what are you going to do with your Grandpa's relics?"

"Keep me in mind."

"Why!"

Old Yang let out a long sigh.

He pushed the wheelchair slowly to Yang Yongbai, leaned forward and stretched out his hand to gently touch Yang Yongbai's head.

"Silly boy, there are carrots and pits out there. It's not as easy to break into as you think."

Yang Yongbai buried his head in his knees and remained silent.

"I made a deal with your uncles last night. Let's pool some money later, and you can take it and return it to the businessman who helped you pay off the loan shark."

"Let's return the money to others. Baby, we must take it back. Those are the blood and bones of our old Yang family. How can we give them to others?"

Yang Yongbai looked up in shock and saw the determination in Old Yangtou's eyes.

Yang Yongbai felt moved in his heart, and a look of shame poured into his eyes, turning into moist water vapor.
Chapter completed!