Changping Village.

The affairs of Lao Jiang's family suddenly became the hottest topic in Changping Village, and the villagers talked about it wherever they went.

There were even a lot of people going to Lao Jiang's old house to look at it. Lao Jiang touched his old dog Ah Huang and recounted what happened last night with everyone over and over again.

If he hadn't heard Ah Huang's incessant barking, he wouldn't have been awakened. Maybe the thief might have stolen the meat and vegetables and then moved on to other places, causing greater losses.

For a time, Ah Huang, the old dog who was loyal and guarded the home, received a lot of praise.

Mr. Jiang and his family were also very frightened. If Ah Huang's cry hadn't attracted Old Jiangtou and scared away the thief, their belongings might have been stolen as well.

So Jiang Da went home and asked his mother-in-law to boil two eggs for Ah Huang and bring them over to reward him and give him an extra meal.

Moreover, other families also went home and broke off small portions of multi-grain steamed buns from their own rations and put them in their dogs' bowls. They touched the dogs' heads and told the choking dogs: "Our village is not peaceful.

If there's a thief at night, we're counting on you in the front and back houses, old man!"

When Lao Yangtou heard the news, he was extremely nervous.

why?

Because Lao Jiang's old house is right next to Lao Yang's old house, thieves have sneaked into Lao Jiang's house. Is there any guarantee that they won't sneak into Lao Yang's house?

So, Old Yangtou didn't care about the rain, and quickly asked Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui to accompany him to the old Yang family's old house.

I looked around the front house and the backyard. I had to go in and take a look at every room. When I came out, I closed the doors and windows tightly. When I got to the main room in the front yard, I stayed in front of the Buddhist niche enshrining the ancestral tablets of the old Yang family for a long time.

At the same time, the old man did not forget to tell Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongqing: "Third brother, your legs and feet are now strong. You should come to the old house from time to time."

Yang Huazhong nodded.

Old Yangtou specially told Yang Yongqing: "Young boy Qing, you will live in the backyard, and the backyard will be left to you!"

Yang Yongqing grinned with disdain on his face, "Master, just leave it to me. I have a house in the backyard. If the thief dares to come, I guarantee that he will not be able to eat it and carry it around!"

"Don't let me catch him. When the time comes, he will be stripped naked, tied with a brand, whipped with a whip, and paraded through the streets. Let the old women in our village beat the dog to death with rotten eggs, hahaha..."

Yang Yongqing became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, as if something had already happened.

Old Yangtou blushed, "Okay, okay, don't blow your cover! Fix it as you need to, don't talk too much empty talk!"

Yang Yongqing chuckled.

Soon, Mrs. Tan also came from the backyard.

She had been living with Yang Huamei at Lao Wang's house. This morning she also heard about the thief at Lao Jiang's house. She was so frightened that she ran back to Lao Yang's old house and went straight to the east room.

Her wooden box was still left in the east room and she had not taken it with her. Although the money in it had long been distributed to the various grandchildren in the family, there were still some small things in the box.

Furthermore, since the thief even cares about Old Jiangtou’s bowl of meat dishes, can he still keep the box?

So Mrs. Tan rushed back to the east room, checked carefully, and found that there was nothing missing. She felt relieved. She had dug a hole under the bed and buried the box in it, and then she felt relieved.

After coming out, I met Lao Yangtou who was also worried and came to inspect.

The old couple's eyes met, and they both had a feeling of being connected.

It feels like you are paying attention to one thing or another, and the person you are friends with happens to be paying attention to that thing or that thing.

Because of that thing and that incident, you two happy enemies unexpectedly bumped into each other again.

At this time, the eyes you look at each other are a little softer, and you even have the urge to sit down and chat for a few words after meeting your soulmate.

So, Lao Yangtou took the initiative to say hello to Mrs. Tan, "I just finished reading here and was about to go to the east room in the backyard. Is everything okay in our room?"

Tan shook his head subconsciously, "It's okay, what can happen... Wait, what did you say? What do you mean our house?"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Tan knitted her brows together, put her hands on her hips and lowered her face, and corrected her seriously: "The east room is my room, not ours. Ever since you were obsessed with that little goblin Yun Yao, you have been thinking that you don't want this home."

From that day on, the east room belongs to me alone, without you!"

Lao Yangtou's heart, which had just warmed up a little, was suddenly splashed with cold water.

"What time has it been? Can you please stop talking about what is there and what is not?"

"What do you mean it's something but nothing? What I'm talking about are all the things you have done. The third child and the young boy are all witnesses!"

Old Yangtou's face became even more ugly, his hands were resting on the armrests of his wheelchair, and there was no trace of smile on his face.

Yang Huazhong was slightly worried when he saw this.

While Yang Yongqing was picking his nostrils, his eyes were looking back and forth at Old Yangtou and Tan. If he picked too much, he would rub his fingers on the instep twice to clear his fingers and then continue to pick, as if he was just watching the fun.

appearance.

"It's really hard to talk to you women, why can't we talk well? What's the point of always rehashing those old scores!" Lao Yangtou's tone was full of condemnation.

Mrs. Tan laughed angrily: "What annoys me the most is your men's dead looks!"

"It's you who did the wrong thing. It's like stabbing someone else with a knife. When you're done, you throw the knife away. You don't even bother to say soft words. You don't allow people to heal their wounds and walk through the gate of hell."

Can you take a look at the scar?"

"Selfish, bah!"

Mrs. Tan spat on the ground, raised her chin and walked towards the door of the hall. She really didn't want to stay here any longer and didn't want to see this old man again.

When I see him, I think of that Yunya, and when I think of the few months they spent together, it makes me tingle all over!

Old Yang pushed the wheelchair and turned around, looking at Tan's walking back. He slapped the wheelchair hard and said to Yang Huazhong and others beside him: "You all saw it, right? Such a person will never forgive others. Today

I took the initiative to lower my head and talk to her. Look at her attitude!"

Yang Huazhong laughed and said, "My mother has a sharp tongue and a soft heart. That's how she talks, and she stops talking after she says it."

Old Yang shook his head and said, "A good word will warm you for three winters, but a bad word will hurt you for six months."

"We are all men, and men know men. This woman who married her did not want her to be the king of the country, but she wanted someone who knows both coldness and hotness."

"Your mother is indeed a good person. She has suffered a lot with me all her life. She has never done anything to feel sorry for me. I can't find fault with her in that regard. On the contrary, I owe her."

"But his temper and way of speaking are really unacceptable!"

Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui could only laugh and were unable to say anything.
Chapter completed!