Although Dabai brought over eight large pieces of snacks, he invited Sifang to come over for dinner at night, and Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were also there, so it was impossible for Sun to just heat the food in the box.

She worked in the backyard for a while, and when the dinner was put on the table, in addition to the eight large snacks that Dabai brought back, there was also a big bowl full of pork ribs with sauce.

Stir-fried small yellow croaker with spicy pepper, and two bowls of vegetarian dishes.

Everyone simply brought the food to Yang Huazhong's room and sat around the table in front of the bed to eat with Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled and deliberately chased people away: "You go to the main room to eat, what are you doing in this room where I am sleeping? The food smells all over my room."

"Third brother, we have to stick to you." Yang Huaming said with a smile while holding the bowl.

Xiao An also smiled and said: "Yes, dad, let's eat together with you, it's delicious!"

Yang Huazhong just laughed and stopped chasing people away. He knew that everyone was watching Xiao An go to Qing'an County tomorrow and came together to have a reunion dinner with Yang Huazhong. It was a lively dinner.

Yang Huazhong accepted this sentiment.

…

When I woke up the next day, the sky was overcast and windy.

Mrs. Sun looked at the sky, worried, "It looks like it's going to rain today, or..."

Xiao An just came out after breakfast and couldn't help but laugh when he saw Mrs. Sun like this.

“Mom, it’s rain or shine!”

"Okay, I'll go find you a raincoat to take with you."

"Thank you, mother."

On the other side, Bao Suyun and the others also sent Yang Huazhou out, and Dabao and Jiang Guiling were busy helping Yang Huazhou put the gifts in the carriage.

Yang Huazhou held his little granddaughter in his arms, teasing and kissing her. The little guy also stretched out his chubby little hands to hold his grandfather's stubble-covered face, giggling.

Bao Suyun asked Mianmian to take over her granddaughter, and then personally came forward to help Yang Huazhou tidy up his clothes.

"I've brought the big cotton-padded jacket I made for you. You must remember to wear it every time it rains or cold in autumn. Don't wait until it snows. It will be too late."

Yang Huazhou nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not a child, don't worry about me."

"Dabao and his wife will go to the county town in the second half of the year. It's more important that you and Mianmian help take care of the children at home, and don't worry about other things."

"good!"

"Okay, then I'll go over and say hello to dad and third brother and then set off."

…

After seeing off Yang Huazhou, Xiao An, Yang Yongjin and the others, the big old Yang family felt a lot cooler in an instant.

Yang Huazhong is recovering from his injuries at home and cannot go out.

Dabao and Jiang Guiling also want to return to the county to prepare for business.

Yang Yongbai stayed in Baie Town to take care of the children, while Yang Huaming, Yang Yongzhi and the others also returned to the Taoist temple to work.

What's more important is that little old Yangtou passed away.

Suddenly, Lao Yang sat alone in his wheelchair and stared out the window at the dead leaves blown up by the wind in the yard.

Because of the strong wind and drizzle, even Mrs. Liu didn't come to visit.

Yang Ruoqing also returned to the Luo family, so Sun closed the door to the courtyard and sat in the main room doing needlework.

The yard was so quiet that only the sound of wind and rain could be heard. The old man was sitting by the window, with his hands on the armrests of his wheelchair, looking straight into the yard. His dejected look made Yu Xingkui beside him feel sad.

, some are not tasty.

"Old Uncle Yang, the wind is blowing, please put on some clothes!"

Yu Xingkui gently put a coat on Lao Yangtou.

Lao Yang glanced at him sideways, sighed and said, "In old age, it's really deserted. There's not even anyone around to talk to."

Yu Xingkui smiled and said, "Why? Lao San and the others are all here. Lao San and Yong Zhi came back at night."

"And I, I'll be with you too. You can tell us anything you want."

Old Yang looked at Yu Xingkui with a somewhat complicated look and opened his mouth. Yu Xingkui was already ready to listen.

As a result, the old man stopped talking and just smiled happily and said: "You are all very good, but there are some things that I can't talk to you about."

Yu Xingkui was amused, "Old Uncle Yang, why can't we talk about going together? We spend time together every day. No matter what you say, I can always say a few words to relieve your boredom!"

Old Yang shook his head: "I want to tell someone about what happened when I was a young man fifty years ago. Can you accompany me?"

Yu Xingkui was dumbfounded.

"Well, I really can't accompany you. I wasn't even born yet!" He said embarrassedly.

Old Yangtou smiled and said, "That's right, there are some things that even if you want to chat with us, you just can't do it together."

"What I want is nostalgia, hey!"

Yu Xingkui was completely speechless.

Old Uncle Yang is seventy-five or six years old. At this age in life, there are too many things that he can recall.

But there are fewer and fewer people who can accompany him to reminisce. When one person leaves, there is one less person left.

"If my brother were still alive, on a rainy day like this, if I called him, we could make a pot of tea and smoke two packs of cigarettes, and we could talk all day long."

But my brother...is no longer here.

Old Yangtou's eyes darkened.

Yu Xingkui also stood silently behind Lao Yangtou. Seeing the old man's dejected look, Yu Xingkui suddenly thought of someone.

"Old Uncle Yang, when the rain stops, I will take you to Uncle Jiang's house to sit for a while?"

"It's okay. I haven't been to sit with him for two days. By the way, I'll bring the bag of snacks that Dabai brought me with me when the time comes, so that my old buddy can try it too."

"okay!"

…

The rain lasted for nearly three days before it stopped, causing Yang Yongqing and Liu E to postpone their blind date again and again.

Yang Yongqing changed his resistance and laziness during the last blind date with Hei Ya, and became a positive person this time.

Even though it was raining, he still went around looking for Mrs. Liu to inquire about the date of the blind date.

It's a pity that Mrs. Liu is a flower-legged cat. No, Yang Yongqing searched several places and finally found Mrs. Liu at the Luo family.

"Fourth Aunt, you've been doing this for a long time and you're like Qing'er. It's really easy for me to find you!"

"I'm having a conversation with Qing'er, why are you here to fill me up?" Ms. Liu asked casually, crossing her legs and eating melon seeds.

"Fourth Aunt, aren't you asking questions knowingly?" Yang Yongqing chuckled and stamped his feet at the door of the house before entering the main room.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "Little cousin, if you want to drink tea, pour it yourself."

Yang Yongqing said: "If you don't want to drink, I'm here specifically to find my fourth aunt."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Yang Yongqing came up to Mrs. Liu, nodded and bowed: "Fourth Aunt, please don't ignore me on purpose. Please fix the date for the blind date as soon as possible!"

Ms. Liu glanced sideways at Yang Yongqing and almost spit the melon seed shells in her mouth onto the other person's face.

"You just keep talking, kid. Why are you farting?"

"I'm hanging you out on purpose? I'm full and I'm hanging on you on purpose? What's the benefit of hanging you up?"

Seeing Mrs. Liu's eyes getting bigger and bigger and her voice getting louder, Yang Yongqing quickly laughed and said: "Okay, okay, Fourth Aunt, you're not cool, then you can give me a final word. When will we meet?"
Chapter completed!