Old Yang squinted his eyes and took a nap. The sun was warm on his body. After a stick of incense, Yang Huazhou led the team to burn incense in the mountains to worship his ancestors. Because the sun was good today, Daan, Dazhi, Luo Baobao and others simply

I took Feng'er and Fuwa to play in the mountains.

Now the old man stays alone in the front yard to look after the house. In the back yard, Mrs. Sun and Xiaohua's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

At noon, I should boil a few tea eggs to pass through, leaving my stomach and stove to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner!

So when the old man squinted his eyes against the sun, he could still smell the aroma of vegetables coming from the backyard from time to time.

The most fragrant thing was probably the stewed chicken. I don’t know what ingredients the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law added to the chicken soup. It was so fragrant that the old man even dozed off absentmindedly.

Suddenly Yang Huazhong shouted, he raised his head and saw the carriage passing by.

"Did you find it?" Old Yang's eyes lit up, and he pushed the wheelchair under him to chase towards the entrance of the courtyard. When he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, Yang Huazhong's carriage was already approaching the dam in front.

Lao Yang headed out of the courtyard gate and followed the carriage towards Lao Wang's house in the village.

I have to mention here that when the Yang Huazhong family built this house, there was a threshold nearly fifty centimeters high at the gate.

After Lao Yang's head and legs were paralyzed, Yang Huazhong found a big hammer and smashed the threshold.

Everyone knows the purpose of this is to make it easier for the old man's wheelchair to get in and out.

Seeing that Yang Huazhong took the lead in doing this, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin also smashed the threshold of their homes one after another.

This behavior of the descendants of Lao Yang's family was in the eyes of the villagers, and everyone praised them for their filial piety, even breaking down the threshold for the old man.

It's better to say that for other people, after all, they are just ordinary people, and they don't have any high-ranking officials.

But Yang Huazhong's family is prosperous, the number one scholar, working in front of the emperor, this kind of family even smashed the threshold for the old man, it is really filial!

So at this time, Lao Yangtou pushed his wheelchair and followed the carriage all the way to Lao Wang's house without any hindrance.

Lao Wang's family.

Compared with the bustling atmosphere of preparations for the Chinese New Year in other homes, Lao Wang's family was tightly surrounded by something depressing.

Although Hongmei was also busy preparing ingredients for the New Year in the kitchen, such as meatballs, meatloaf and so on, the whole yard still did not let people feel the joy of the New Year from the inside out.

Until Yang Huazhong and his carriage stopped in front of Lao Wang's yard, Yang Huazhong jumped out of the car and shouted "Mei'er" into the yard. This voice directly injected a touch of life into the lifeless yard of Lao Wang's house.

Yang Huamei was the first to rush out of the main room, her head wrapped in a green old cloth handkerchief. It was obvious that she had another headache.

Next to her was Mrs. Tan, whose head was also wrapped in a blue and old cloth handkerchief. Yep, Yang Huamei must have received this piece from Ms. Tan, as the mother and daughter wore the same style of parent-child outfit.

"Third brother, Xiao Hei has been found? Where is he?" Yang Huamei asked excitedly, with a strange flush appearing on his already pale face.

Mrs. Tan supported Yang Huamei, and Yang Huamei only had eyes for the carriage and Xiao Hei in the carriage. Mrs. Tan only had eyes for Yang Huamei from beginning to end.

"Mei'er, don't be impatient. Your body is just a little better. If you impatiently wait a moment, your eyes will turn black and your legs will become weak."

Mrs. Tan held on to Yang Huamei tightly and warned her repeatedly.

How could Yang Huamei listen to Tan's advice? She even disliked that Tan's support had restrained her, so she simply shook off Tan's hand and staggered towards the carriage at the entrance of the courtyard.

At the same time, in the kitchen on one side, Hongmei, who was wearing an apron, also leaned out and looked towards the door of the courtyard. In the corner of the courtyard outside, Wang Hongquan also limped over on crutches.

Seeing Yang Huamei's state, Yang Huazhong was worried that she would run too fast and fall, so he came over to support her and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I brought her back intact for you, so I ran in the carriage."

If it doesn’t fall, don’t worry.”

GuYang Huamei nodded repeatedly, letting Yang Huazhong support her and looking straight at the carriage.

Yang Huaming's urging voice came from the carriage, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, we're home!"

Then, the curtain of the carriage was opened again.

Just when everyone thought that the person who came down should be Yang Huaming who was awake, they saw a figure being kicked directly from the carriage.

It hit the ground with a loud thud, followed by a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Ah? Fourth uncle, you are trying to murder your nephew. It hurts me to death!"

There happened to be a chicken droppings next to the carriage. Xiao Hei fell to the ground and put one of his palms on the chicken droppings. He thought it was something, so he put it to his nose and sniffed hard. The smell made him vomit.

Yes, I vomited out the breakfast I had eaten on the road again.

"Hei'er, Hei'er, my precious grandson..."

Wang Hongquan wanted to hit Yang Huaming on the head with a cane. How could there be such an uncle in the world? If he hadn't gone to the county town to find Xiao Hei, Wang Hongquan would have really gone crazy.

"Hei'er, are you hurt from the fall? Come on, come on, let me see where you fell."

Wang Hongquan threw away the crutch in his hand and ran to Xiao Hei and supported him.

Xiao Hei was rubbing his hands on the ground next to him, yelling with disgust on his face.

"I just said I don't want to go back to the countryside. It's so dirty and smelly. I stayed in the county for too long. It's my fault that you insist on asking me to come back..."

Yang Huamei originally ran towards Xiao Hei excitedly, but when she rushed closer and saw this look, her excitement was immediately poured cold water on her.

Looking around, she picked up the crutch Wang Hongquan had just thrown away and hit Xiao Hei on the back.

This time, Yang Huamei tried her best. Xiao Hei's muttering stopped abruptly and he snorted. He was about to curse, but when he raised his head and found it was Yang Huamei, Xiao Hei was so frightened by the curse that he retracted his stomach.

Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei with a cannibalistic look: "You little beast, you want to fly before your wings are hardened? Don't come back if you have the nerve!"

Xiao Hei buried his head, still muttering: "I don't want to come back, it's my third uncle and fourth uncle..."

"Xiao Hei, shut up!"

Wang Hongquan also drank deeply.

The old hand holding Xiao Hei's shoulder had bulging veins.

"In the past, when your mother beat you, I would protect you. Now, even if your mother beats you half to death, I will never protect you!"

Xiao Hei glanced at Wang Hongquan with resentment, then glanced into the yard, and when he spotted the red plum, Xiao Hei's eyes lit up.

Hongmei glanced at Wang Hongquan and Yang Huamei, and then said crisply: "Brother-in-law, don't count on me. I don't belong in this family. I listen to my father and mother in everything."

Just kidding, Mrs. Tan's wife is here. Hongmei knew that if she didn't say that right, the old lady would have to fight her on the spot.

Furthermore, there are two uncles from Lao Yang's house, so Hongmei has to be careful what she says.

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Chapter completed!