Changping Village.

Both Lao Suntou and Lao Jiangtou knew that Lao Yang's family had something to discuss later at night, so the two old men had enough to eat and drink, and they left together when they thought it was almost time.

Before Old Jiangtou left, Mrs. Sun chased after him and thrust a food box into his hand.

"This is?"

"Uncle Jiang, bring this to Xianjun," said Sun.

Lao Jiangtou said hurriedly: "I can't do it, I can't do it..."

Mrs. Sun held down Lao Jiangtou's hand and said, "It's just a bowl of food, not a good thing."

Yang Huazhong was also advising from the side, "Uncle Jiang, just take it with you. He must not have eaten it at home alone. Take it back to save him from burning."

Old Jiangtou smiled bitterly, it was not that he was saving his grandson from getting burned, but it was that he was saving himself, an old man, the trouble!

"Okay, I'll accept it and let the boy come and thank you later."

After seeing off Lao Suntou and Lao Jiangtou, Luo Fengtang also found an excuse to return to the Luo family first. Of course, he must have made an appointment with Yang Ruoqing before leaving, and he estimated that he would come to pick him up when the show was about to end.

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Mrs. Sun walked over and closed the door of the hall. Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan were on separate sides. Yang Huazhong sat below Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaming sat opposite Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong coughed and said, "Mom, dad, I'm inviting you two over here, mainly for a reunion dinner. Our family hasn't had a meal together for a while."

As Yang Huazhong spoke, he carefully observed the reactions of the two elders. The old man had a calm face and had a cigarette stick in his mouth.

The old woman had an expressionless face as she picked up the tea bowl in front of her and sipped at it.

Yang Huazhong was very satisfied with the reaction of the two elders, as if he had returned to the past...

"Don't say anything irrelevant. I came here for dinner because of Yongqing's marriage. Let's get down to business. After that, I have to go back to sleep!"

Yang Huazhong was immersed in this beautiful feeling for less than three seconds before Mrs. Tan put down the tea bowl and interrupted him impatiently.

Yang Huazhong was not annoyed, but smiled even brighter and nodded repeatedly, "Mom, the person I'm going to tell Yongqing to marry this time is from Zhengjiacun."

Before Tan had time to react, Yang Yongqing, who was sitting sideways and eating peanuts, suddenly raised his head.

"What? Why are you proposing to me again? Can't you just let me take a breather? I haven't recovered from Liu E's shadow yet!"

Faced with Yang Yongqing's shouting, Mrs. Liu hurriedly entered the room. She patted Yang Yongqing's shoulder and said with a smile: "If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. Fourth Aunt, I guarantee you will not have any shadow after meeting Miss Zheng!"

"Fourth Aunt, don't trick me. I really have no plans to go on a blind date right now. I thought I was just here for dinner tonight. If I had known it was a trap, I shouldn't have come!"

Yang Yongqing put down the peanuts in his hand and stood up to run away.

Ms. Liu quickly grabbed his arm, and Yang Huaming also stood up and came over to stop him.

Yang Yongqing was so angry that he stamped his feet, "How can this happen? What do you think I am? A breeding pig?"

Yang Huaming chuckled and hit Yang Yongqing's forehead hard: "You brat, I don't want you to worry about it. As long as you show your face, do you still dislike it?"

Yang Yongqing rubbed his red forehead, "Uncle Fourth, if you want to be envious, then go ahead and I won't stop you..."

Yang Huaming bared his teeth, "You are the fourth uncle and don't want to go? If I were twenty years younger, I would have gone earlier and nothing would have happened to you!"

"Young boy, please sit down first and listen to what we have to say."

"If you don't want to go after everything is said, we won't force you."

Yang Huazhong made a sound and pointed to the stool.

At this time, Old Yangtou also spoke amiably: "Yongqing, you sit down and you sit down, don't worry, we won't cheat you, the girl we found for you this time..."

The old man lengthened his tone, deliberately trying to show off his words, and narrowed his eyes, as if he had found a treasure and had endless aftertaste.

Tan glanced sideways at the intoxicated look on Old Yang's head. Although it was clear that the old man was deliberately trying to catch Yang Yongqing's appetite, a certain thorn in Tan's heart was still touched.

"Bah, when it comes to women, you look like this. You will never change your appearance like a hungry ghost in your whole life. It's disgusting!" Mrs. Tan turned her face and spat on the ground.

Old Yangtou opened his eyes, and something gloomy was surging inside.

"Which one are you going to kill, old lady?"

"I will kill whoever is an old pervert!"

Old Yang's brows knitted together, and his deep voice became a little thicker: "Why do you, an old woman, bite people so well? Are you the reincarnation of a mad dog?"

Mrs. Tan slapped the armrest of the chair, like a miserable wife who caught her husband having sex, and retorted in a high-pitched voice: "Are you guilty or what? I mean, old pervert, are you in such a hurry to get your hands on me? Isn't that okay?

Don’t you have a ghost in your heart?”

"I don't have any evil intentions in my heart," Old Yangtou also raised his voice, "I can say whatever I think in my heart. Stop being so arrogant to me. It's annoying!"

Tan sneered: "I didn't ask you to listen? Why don't you cover your ears? What are you doing with those hands?"

Lao Yang waved his hand and pushed the wheelchair a few steps aside to further widen the distance between them.

"I'm afraid of you. I can't afford to offend you, so I can't afford to hide from you!"

Mrs. Tan seemed to have won a battle, her face flushed, and she sat there twisting her body proudly.

This feeling of pride was suppressed, and because I had eaten a little too much fat and water earlier, I actually farted loudly.

The whole hall fell silent instantly.

Tan's fair face turned red little by little in front of everyone, until it was as red as a cooked shrimp and almost dripping with water.

This was just the beginning. After the loud sound, what followed was an overwhelming stench.

Suddenly, people in the main room covered their noses and held their breaths...

Yang Huaming was the most exaggerated. He jumped up and ran to the window to get some air.

Mrs. Liu also let go of Yang Yongqing and ran to the gate, huffing and puffing.

Yang Yongqing covered his mouth and nose with his hands, his eyes filled with tears from the stench, and he protested angrily to Mrs. Tan: "Mistress, are you going to smoke me to death if I don't go on a blind date?"

Tan became angry and gritted his teeth at Yang Yongqing: "There are three urgent needs. What if I fart? Which one of you doesn't fart?"

Yang Ruoqing took out the prepared bag, "You're right, sweating, farting, and sneezing are the three treasures of a human being. My farts are loud and smelly, which means my body and bones are healthy, which is a good thing!"

These teasing words made Mr. Tan even more angry, but it was undeniable that it resolved the embarrassment to a certain extent.

Yang Huazhong also smoothed things over and said: "You guys all sit back and let's get back to business. We can finish discussing things earlier so that we can rest earlier."

Yang Huaming clutched the window lattice tightly, with a nervous look on his face, and shook his head repeatedly: "I will stand here and discuss things just like I am standing here."
Chapter completed!