Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Lao Yang wore a bamboo hat on his head and ordered Yu Xingkui to push him to the old house.

Fortunately, this road was all paved with bluestones. If it had been a muddy path like before, the wheels of Lao Yangtou's wheelchair would probably have gotten stuck in the mud and couldn't be pulled out.

Of course, if the road had not been repaired, Old Yangtou would not have gone out in such weather.

Lao Yangtou, backyard, east room.

Lao Yangtou came over in the rain, but failed.

"This damn old woman doesn't stay indoors even when it rains. Where did she go?"

Old Yangtou's wheelchair stopped at the door of the east room. Looking at the locked door of the east room, he frowned and muttered.

Yu Xingkui looked around, and across the door from the backyard lived Aunt Tan and her fourth bedroom.

The fourth child must have gone to the Taoist temple at this hour, and the fourth daughter-in-law, Mrs. Liu, was missing.

Going back to the backyard, there are Jin and Yang Yongqing.

Yu Xingkui suggested to Old Yang Touna: "Old Uncle Yang, how about I go to the backyard and find out where the aunt is?"

Old Yang waved his hand: "There is no need to ask, Yongqing will not go home, your sister-in-law Jin is a deaf mute, she can't hear, and you can't understand the gestures."

Yu Xingkui was ashamed, it really was like that.

Old Yangtou said again: "I probably know where this old woman has gone."

"Here, go over and touch the door lintel a few times."

The old man pointed to the lintel of the east room door and ordered Yu Xingkui.

Yu Xingkui was full of confusion, but he still stepped forward obediently, stood up on tiptoes, and touched the lintel of the east room door with his hand.

"Did you touch anything?" Old Yangtou asked.

"Nothing!" Yu Xingkui said, feeling even more confused.

"No?" Old Yang tilted his head, as if thinking and pondering.

"No way, this is an old habit she has had all her life. Is it possible that she has lost her old habit?"

An indescribable loss suddenly came to the old man's heart.

This kind of loss made him feel that he and Tan were pulled far apart in an instant.

Through a thin door, have you really become an outsider?

"Old Uncle Yang, I touched it!"

Suddenly, Yu Xingkui's surprised and excited voice came from the front.

Lao Yang's breath was suffocated, "What did you touch?"

"The key, it seems to be a key!"

There was indeed a key hooked in Yu Xingkui's finger. The key looked very old at first glance and was rusty. There was also a red rope that had changed color tied to the end of the key.

This key tied with a red rope really doesn't look good at all, and it's also covered in spider silk and dust.

However, in the eyes of the old man, this is the most beautiful and beautiful thing in the world.

Even if someone offered a luminous pearl in exchange at this moment, he would not exchange it!

And the previous sense of loss as an ‘outsider’ being shut out also disappeared in an instant.

"What are you doing? Boy Xingkui, what are you holding in your hand?"

Suddenly, a familiar sharp sound exploded behind him.

I saw Mrs. Tan appearing there holding an umbrella.

The old lady looked fiercely at the key in Yu Xingkui's hand, "Okay, you dare to take the key I hidden on the lintel? Do you want to steal something in my house?"

Tan yelled and cursed, without even bothering to close the umbrella in his hand. He threw it to the ground and rushed forward, snatching the key from Yu Xingkui's hand.

Yu Xingkui was so frightened that he explained to Mrs. Tan: "Auntie, you misunderstood. I didn't want to steal anything from your house..."

Tan immediately shouted at him: "If you don't steal anything, then why do you use my key?"

Yu Xingkui knew that she wouldn't listen to anything he said at this moment, even if his whole body was covered with mouths, and all the mouths opened at the same time to defend himself, there would be no way.

Therefore, Yu Xingkui had no choice but to turn his attention to Lao Yangtou for help.

Old Yangtou finally came to his senses at this time. He pushed his wheelchair so that he could take a few steps forward to speak.

"Old woman, you wrongly blamed Xingkui. It wasn't him, it was me."

"I asked him to help me take out the key. It was all my idea. Stop scolding him."

"You screamed? Why did you scream? Why did you scream? Who gave you the courage to take out the key to my house?"

Tan turned his gun and directed a burst of firepower at Lao Yang's head. The firepower was very dense.

Old Yangtou felt like he had been shot into a sieve.

But he was not angry at all, and instead looked at Mr. Tan with a smile on his face.

My heart said, the old woman I know is back again.

It wouldn't be like her if she didn't curse.

However, when I saw the old lady standing in the rain and fog with her head bare, her umbrella had already been thrown aside.

Old Yangtou quickly took off the hat on his head and handed it over: "Don't get wet in the rain. Quick, put this on."

Mrs. Tan looked at the bamboo hat handed over by Old Yang, and suddenly became speechless.

It was like a firepower point with crazy output on the high ground, firing suddenly and continuously towards the front.

Wherever the firepower covers, not a blade of grass will grow and not a scrap of armor will remain.

However, at this time, a real warrior appeared. He rushed to the high ground and blocked the muzzle of the gun with his chest.

Everything is quiet.

The scene seemed to freeze for an instant.

Mrs. Tan looked at the bamboo hat handed to her and suddenly took it by mistake.

Seeing her take the bamboo hat, Old Yang's heart suddenly returned to its true state.

Just take it!

Then, he took out a food box from his arms.

"Look, I brought you delicious food. The dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat are still warm!"

Old Yangtou's voice reached Tan's ears again.

When Mrs. Tan came back to her senses, she subconsciously wanted to throw the bamboo hat in her hand thousands of miles away. However, when she saw the food box that Old Yangtou took out from his arms, the expression of offering treasure on the old man's face...

Mrs. Tan frowned hard, wishing she could twist her eyebrows into a knot.

There were obviously no stones under her feet, but she raised and lowered her toes, repeating the fake movement of kicking stones.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he did not dare to look at Old Yang Touna, but the words that came out of his mouth were still so 'nice' and 'well-behaved'.

"It's not dumplings. It's as if no one has eaten them before. I don't care about them!"

Having said that, she turned around and came under the eaves of the east room, thrust the bamboo hat into Yu Xingkui's hand, and gave him a fierce look.

"I'm going to open the door, go ahead!"

Yu Xingkui was startled, and quickly returned to Old Yangtou with the bamboo hat, and put it on the old man's head again.

The old man waved his hand and whispered to him: "You wear it, push me into the house, and you can find a place to hide from the rain."

Yu Xingkui understood. The old man wanted to get away so he could talk to Mrs. Tan in private.

Yu Xingkui nodded repeatedly. To be honest, he didn't want to stay in the east room.

Aunt Tan's eyes and aura were so scary that he couldn't resist.

I really admire Lao Yangtou for actually marrying this kind-hearted woman and giving birth to a whole house of children. What a great person!

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