"Third brother, dad went to see Yong Bai earlier and temporarily coaxed that silly boy."

Yang Huazhong was very happy with the news, "That's good, let's stabilize him first, and then we'll take care of the rest step by step."

Yang Huazhou said: "As my father said, it is not a bad thing for young people to fall and fight more."

"That boy Yongbai, he's a little bit ahead. When he saw Yongxian making money, he was jealous. He tried to imitate others, but he only learned a little bit about the surface.

As for Yongxian, he is also very cunning. He teaches half and hides half, which is outrageous!"

"Hey!" Lao Yang puffed out a puff of smoke, "No more talking about Yongxian, I sound irritated!"

No matter what happened, Yongbai finally came back to attend the funeral.

But what about Yongxian?

Listening to what Yongbai said, the business is still booming, and those who go out to call friends just don't come back.

"I don't know if Yongxian will come back if your mother and I die in the future!"

It was obviously the old man himself who told him not to mention Yang Yongxian again, but after a long silence, it was the old man himself who took the initiative to bring it up again. Do you think it is a contradiction?

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou looked at each other, and then Yang Huazhou said: "Don't worry, dad, if that kid really dares not to come back for your funeral, I will rush to Baie Town and I will kidnap him back!"

Old Yangtou smiled bitterly.

Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, you and my mother are both in good health and are in the prime of life. Don't say unlucky words."

Old Yang blew out a smoke ring, his wrinkled eyes narrowed, and a glimmer of relief flashed across his eyes.

The old man nodded: "Okay, don't tell me."

Beside him, Yang Huazhou scratched his head. Did he answer a little inappropriately just now?

Alas, the skills I learned in restaurant management are of no use at all. It is not as good as the third brother talking to make the old man happy.

Come to think of it, who is not afraid of death?

We clearly know that no one can escape death in the end, but when you mention this matter while you are still alive, the best answer from the person next to you is to deceive in good faith, try to let the other person take care of themselves and stay away from death, and tell the other person that everything is fine now.

Death is a very far away thing for you, please try to relax!

"By the way, Lao San, there is something I want to say hello to you and Lao Wu." Lao Yangtou said again.

Both brothers looked at Lao Yang and said, "Dad, tell me what's going on."

"That's right, I went to see your Uncle Jiang earlier..."

Lao Yang was aware of Lao Jiang's current situation. In order to take care of things at the Yamen so that Jiang Xianjun's month in prison would not be too difficult, Jiang Da spent some money to find connections and asked the jailer to take care of him.

This matter was begged by Lao Jiangtou and Jiang Da. Jiang Da was a filial son. This matter was hidden from his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Only Lao Jiangtou, Jiang Da, and Jiang Da's son knew about it.

Paper can't cover up the fire. When things came to light later, Lao Jiangtou's granddaughter-in-law went back to her parents' house angrily, leaving her children behind at Jiang's house.

Mrs. Jiang also ignored Mr. Jiang for several days in a row. Only in the past two days did she feel a little better. She blamed most of her faults on Old Jiangtou.

He said that Lao Jiangtou went too far in favoring the second house, and used the money from the first house to manage things, while hiding it from their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

So Mrs. Jiang didn't go into Old Jiangtou's house for several days, and she didn't even bother to wash her clothes. Jiang Da was busy doing all the work.

"...You, Uncle Jiang, are really partial to the second bedroom. It's no wonder that the first bedroom is unhappy."

"But when it came to paying for the government money, he also took out his own coffin book, but it wasn't enough, so he asked Jiang Da to supplement it."

"The palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh. Jiang Er is dead, and the second wife is only Jiang Xianjun. You, Uncle Jiang, want to keep that grandson, so you can understand his feelings."

"That's right, his room and bed are so messy right now."

"Especially the clothes on my body. I sat there with him for a while and almost vomited from the smell of those clothes several times."

After listening to Lao Yangtou's description of Lao Jiangtou's current situation, the kind-hearted brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou also felt compassion.

"Misfortunes never come singly to Lao Jiang's family. It doesn't matter whether you are from the perspective of Mrs. Jiang and her daughter-in-law, or from the perspective of Uncle Jiang. To put it bluntly, they are all victims." Yang Huazhong said.

"The culprit is Xianjun Niang, a grain of mouse droppings ruined a whole barn of rice!"

Yang Huazhou said: "I agree with what the third brother said. I was so blind at the time that I married the second wife of the Jiang family."

"Now it seems that breaking off the engagement is really a blessing. Otherwise, if such an unfortunate thing happened, my family would be involved!"

Lao Yangtou suddenly choked on the smell of cigarette smoke and coughed several times.

Yang Huazhong straightened his neck nervously and looked towards the old man, and at the same time told Yang Huazhou: "Quick, let dad have a sip of tea."

Despite Yang Huazhong's instructions, Yang Huazhou had already gotten up and poured tea for Lao Yangtou.

"Dad, have a sip of tea."

Lao Yangtou took the tea bowl and took two sips. The spicy taste in his throat was slightly better.

The old man raised his eyes and said to Yang Huazhou: "Lao Wu, Mianmian now has a good husband that you are satisfied with. Don't mention those old things with the Jiang family anymore."

Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "Okay, I won't mention it."

Old Yangtou said to them again: "I told you so much about your Uncle Jiang's situation earlier because I wanted to discuss it with you."

"Uncle Jiang is going to move back to the Jiang family's old house in the next few days. I want Yu Xingkui to pack up some of my old clothes and send them to him."

"There are also relatives and friends who came to visit me and brought some supplements. I can't eat them, and they are wasted just sitting there. I will send some to you, Uncle Jiang."

"What do you think?"

After the old man finished speaking his thoughts, his eyes looked back and forth between his two sons with earnest and somewhat uncertain eyes.

This uncertain look was not because he had not made up his mind to give it to Old Jiang Tou.

He wanted to give it away very much, but the reason why he was not sure was because he had worries in his heart.

He himself has long lost the ability to work, and now his good life is provided by his children and grandchildren, mainly his three sons who play the leading role in supporting him.

Most of the good things in his house came from the filial piety of his three sons.

Since he wanted to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, he still had to ask his sons for their opinions.

They are both generous and upright, so they shouldn't object, right?

If there is any objection, then he should not give it away blatantly first, and then when he finds an opportunity later, he can quietly send the old man over with something!

"Dad, whatever I give you as a filial piety is your own."

When Lao Yangtou was directing and acting in many plays in his mind, Yang Huazhong suddenly spoke.

He looked at Old Yangtou seriously and said: "Since it's yours, it's up to you to decide how you want to dispose of it. As long as you don't throw it into the river, feed it to dogs, and don't waste it,
Chapter completed!