Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and was not polite to him this time.

…

When Yang Huazhong was lying on the bed and was bored, Luo Fengtang came in carrying a food box.

After explaining his purpose, he poured a bowl of tea for Yang Huazhong and placed it on the stool beside the bed. Luo Fengtang said, "Father-in-law, do you need me to take care of you?"

Yang Huazhong waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, my hands are very nimble. You put the food box next to me, I will take a sip of tea to moisten my throat and then sit up to eat."

Luo Fengtang then helped Yang Huazhong sit up, unscrewed the lid of the food box, took out the dishes one by one and arranged them on the round stool.

After estimating the length that Yang Huazhong's arms could stretch with his chopsticks, he appropriately adjusted the distance between the round stool and the bed.

"Tangyaozi, I don't need you to take care of me here. You should go back quickly and go back to eat!"

"Um."

Saying yes, Luo Fengtang looked around and took the trash can in the corner to the bedside to make it easier for his father-in-law to spit out meat bones and fish bones later.

"Tangyaozi, let's go. By the way, tell them not to be impatient and eat slowly. I'm feeling very well here. I need to take a nap after eating!"

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

After doing all this, Luo Fengtang turned around and left, and thoughtfully closed the door.

Yang Huazhong looked at Luo Fengtang's disappearing back and nodded happily. Although this son-in-law was taciturn in the eyes of outsiders, he was very delicate and considerate.

He is indeed the good son-in-law he chose. Even though his two sons are not around, he is responsible for many things.

This son-in-law is real.

Yang Huazhong was not a person who cared about food and drink. For a long time, no matter whether he was poor or rich, food was just for him to satisfy his hunger.

But this time, he went out of his way to look at every dish on the round stool.

Because Luo Fengtang specially conveyed Yang Ruoqing's words to Yang Huazhong before, she told him to eat every dish, because she made it with her own hands, and he must eat it.

Such domineering words can only be said by his little cotton-padded jacket.

Yang Huazhong then really looked at them one by one:

When he saw the first disc, he smiled knowingly.

Braised pork trotters, my daughter always remembers its taste!

The second plate was two Sixi dumplings. The dumplings were soaked in a thick red sauce and garnished with chives. The sight of them whetted your appetite.

Fried dried fish that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, braised loach tofu, braised chicken nuggets and golden cornmeal pancakes.

Finally, there is a small bowl of soup, which is vegetable, egg and shrimp soup.

"This girl will never let me eat spicy food!"

Yang Huazhong smiled and picked up the chopsticks. He would not waste his daughter's kindness, even if it was a grain of rice.

…

One day at the end of September, Taoist priest Yuan took Xiao Mo to the mountains to perform a small ritual on the grave of that ‘sister’.

Some idle people in the village ran to watch the fun.

The expenses for the ritual were all public expenses of the village, but Yang Huazhong still spent money in his own name to buy a firecracker from Heifeng's house and asked Yang Yongqing to send it to the mountains to set off.

Here, there is a small episode.

That is when Yang Yongqing, who helped Yang Huazhong run errands to buy firecrackers, came back with the firecrackers and returned the money for the firecrackers intact to Yang Huazhong.

"Why did you get the money back? No money for the firecrackers?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Yongqing said proudly: "Hey, just because of my friendship with Hei Feng, let alone a firecracker, I asked her to sell the entire grocery store to me..."

"Shut up, you!"

Before Yang Yongqing finished blowing off his bullshit, he was roughly interrupted by Lao Yangtou on the side.

Old Yang was one of the insiders about Yang Yongqing sleeping with Hei Feng twice.

"Master, I am serious, I am not bragging..." Yang Yongqing emphasized again.

Old Yangtou had already raised the dry tobacco pole in his hand as if to knock him, "You are going to marry a girl from the Zheng family next month. Don't bring up those bad things in the past, and don't mess with those messy people anymore. Give it to me.

Just accept it and live your life in peace!"

Yang Yongqing ducked a few steps away, fearing that he would be hit by Lao Yangtou's tobacco pole.

He still smiled and said: "My third uncle asked me to run errands. I didn't take the initiative to go. Besides, I haven't gone to the grocery store to play cards for a while."

Yang Huazhong was a little embarrassed and said to Lao Yangtou: "It was indeed me who sent him to run errands. This matter... I was negligent."

There really shouldn't be an opportunity for Qing Boy and Hei Feng to meet in private.

Old Yang glanced at Yang Huazhong. Not only did he not blame him at all, but he said, "How can I blame you? If he can't control himself and runs away secretly, we can't help him!"

"You were right to ask him to run errands and buy things. It just gave him a chance to test him. Well, he really didn't stand the test this time!"

Yang Yongqing was so angry that he felt happy. He stood there carelessly and asked Old Yang: "Sir, tell me, why did I fail the test? Is it because she confiscated my firecracker money?"

Old Yang looked at Yang Yongqing sideways and snorted a few times, acquiescing to Yang Yongqing's question.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong on the bed became anxious and hurriedly said to Yang Yongqing: "Young boy Qing, if you make another trip, you must send the firecracker money back to Heifeng no matter what!"

A woman like Hei Feng is both shrewd and rogue, so she cannot exempt a young boy from the firecracker money for no reason.

Now that the young boy has benefited from her, he may have to approach him again to make some ridiculous demands!

"Young boy, go quickly. By the way, bring the firecrackers with you. If she still refuses to accept the money for the firecrackers, then we won't buy the firecrackers."

Yang Yongqing stood still.

"Your third uncle is talking to you. Are you deaf or something?" When Old Yang saw his appearance, his eyes suddenly widened and his voice became louder.

Sun and He Lian'er passed by the door and were startled when they heard the movement in the house.

"Should we go and see what's going on?" Sun asked He Lian'er in a low voice.

He Lian'er thought for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"Mom, this is their boss's business. They didn't call us, so we'd better not hurry over and wait and see."

He Lianer pulled Sun away and walked away, but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not go far. They pretended to be busy at the door of the kitchen not far away, and pricked up their ears to catch the movement in Yang Huazhong's house...

In the room, Yang Yongqing suddenly laughed.

"Sir, third uncle, you two are so impatient. I don't even know what to say."

"What do you mean?" Old Yangtou looked suspicious, "What do you want to fart? Can't you just do it in one go?"

Yang Yongqing shook his head, "Sir, farts come out from behind, not from the mouth. If you can let it out from your mouth, I will really admire you!"

Old Yang's head turned dark and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

Yang Huazhong quickly smoothed things over: "Young boy, stop joking, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Yang Yongqing sighed, "Heifeng wasn't in the shop at all when I went there. It was Heitang who took the firecrackers. People heard that Uncle San spent his own money to set off the firecrackers in the mountains. They admired Uncle San very much and said that he sponsored the firecrackers.
Chapter completed!