This incident probably had a huge impact on Xiao An, a straight-faced man who was fearless in the past.

I don't think you need to be reminded by others to do good to Lian'er, Xiao An will do it himself.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"Why don't you take credit? Although this baby is a boy, it doesn't have the same surname as our old Yang family. What's there to be excited about?"

Yes, the person who said this is Tan. The tone of Tan's words is very regrettable.

Mr. Tan is also a down-to-earth person and will say whatever he thinks.

It is estimated that other people in other houses of Lao Yang's family, or many people in Changping Village, would have had the same reaction when they heard that Xiao An became a father and had a son.

The first reaction was to be happy for the old Yang family, but then, probably like Tan, he was full of regrets.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Tan, the smile on her face dropped a bit, and said, "Grandma, don't say that, no matter what the child's surname is, Xiao An's blood is flowing in his body, and he is the descendant of our family!"

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also nodded.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Don't be influenced by your last name. Blood is thicker than water. Family love is there. We will be our family to the end of the world!"

Wang Cuilian also said: "Yes, the blacksmith brother is right. As long as the baby is born to the young couple, they are the children of the two families, regardless of each other."

When Mrs. Tan saw the two of them lying inside, helping to talk, she curled her lips and felt bored.

But Mrs. Tan still wanted to finish her sentence: "This baby is good, a big fat boy weighing more than seven pounds. It would be better if this boy is a second child. I am afraid that the old He family will be happier now."

Tan is so stubborn and still insists on his own point of view.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to prevent Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian from retorting.

Because some concepts have already penetrated deep into everyone's soul, and no matter how you refute them, they are ineffective.

"Master, grandma, I will take the two children back to the backyard to take a nap. You can do it yourself."

Yang Ruoqing stood up with her arms in her arms, greeted Lao Yangtou and Tan Shina, and went straight to the backyard.

Wang Cuilian also quickly followed up with Yuanyuan in her arms.

Blacksmith Luo was the only one left in the main room to keep him company.

Blacksmith Luo said to Old Yangtou: "Uncle, would you like another cup of tea?"

Lao Yang raised his hand to block the lid of the bowl, shook his head and said, "I'll drink it next time. I have to go to the county town tomorrow and I have to go back and pack my things."

Blacksmith Luo said, "I'll help you pack your things when Yu Xingkui comes back in the evening. Why do you need to do it yourself?"

Old Yangtou smiled and waved his hand: "I'll pack some things myself before I leave. Thank you for your family's hospitality!"

Blacksmith Luo stood up and said, "Uncle, I will take you back."

Lao Yangtou is now at the end of the second course of treatment, and the third course of treatment has not yet started.

When the old man travels by shortcuts, such as hanging around the Luo family next door, going to the fifth house and Yang Yongjin's house across the door, or hanging around the Sun family, he basically doesn't use a wheelchair anymore. He can walk slowly by himself with crutches.

Hearing that Blacksmith Luo was going to deliver it, Old Yangtou shook his head very confidently: "No need, no need, I'm using crutches just to be more secure and to prevent all the weight of my body from pressing on my legs prematurely."

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"To tell you the truth, even if I take off my crutches, I can still walk steadily!"

Old Yangtou spoke with great enthusiasm. Regarding the fact that his leg could be cured, the old man seemed to have regained his life.

Mrs. Tan poured cold water on the side: "Don't be so brave. Even if you have to throw away your crutches and walk away, you have to wait until the third course of treatment is over."

Lao Yangtou did not argue with Tan because he knew he was no match.

The old man only told Blacksmith Luo: "Don't give it away, you won't need it!"

Blacksmith Luo couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only follow him to the door of the main room and watch Mr. Tan slowly walk away while holding Old Yang's head.

"Uncle, slow down!" he shouted from behind.

Without turning his head, Old Yang raised his right hand and waved it towards Blacksmith Luo as a response.

"Aunt, please support my uncle." Blacksmith Luo reminded again.

Mr. Tan completely ignored Blacksmith Luo’s reminder.

Because in the old lady's opinion, this is an obvious thing, something that even a fool can think of, so why need to remind her?

Isn’t that unnecessary? Isn’t that taking off your pants to fart?

This is my old man, can I help him?

In this way, with Tan's support, the old man grabbed the crutch under his arm, and the old couple left the Luo family compound step by step.

He left the Luo family and returned to the yard of Yang Huazhong's family.

Old Yangtou then said to Mrs. Tan: "When the old couple comes back from Qing'an County, don't say the same thing again."

That kind of thing?

What kind of words?

Mrs. Tan was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did she understand the meaning in Old Yangtou's eyes.

Oh, so that’s what it said!

Mrs. Tan withdrew her hand from Old Yangtou's arm and muttered unhappily: "You bad old man, you will find fault with me. If I don't help you, I will let you fall to death!"

What this said... Old Yangtou really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because it was like a child talking, not like an old lady who was over seventy years old?

Because of this, Old Yangtou explained to Tan even more patiently:

"You have to consider the feelings of the third child and the others. Regarding this matter, I can guarantee that the third child and his wife have some thoughts in their hearts."

"But these two are kind people and can stand opposite their in-laws and think for others."

"To be able to help each other, to put it bluntly, our third son and third daughter-in-law are two good people."

"In this case, as elders, we can see through it and understand it in our hearts. Don't say some things too openly."

"It's too arrogant. As a result, we can't let the child take our surname from the Yang family. On the contrary, it will cause trouble for the third child and his wife. Why bother?"

Mrs. Tan frowned, losing her temper after being told by Old Yangtou.

"Hey, don't I feel uncomfortable? A fat boy who weighs seven pounds and six ounces has become a member of the He family. Why don't I feel comfortable!" Mrs. Tan gently beat herself with the hand holding the handkerchief.

The position of his heart was filled with depression.

Seeing no one around, Old Yang raised his hand and put it on Tan's shoulder.

He lowered his head and persuaded Mrs. Tan in a gentle voice: "Even if this child's surname is He, isn't he our Xiaoan's son? How dare you not support our Xiaoan until his death?"

Tan shook his head: "How is that possible? That's our Xiao An's seed. Even if the whole world is broken, it's our Xiao An's seed!"

Old Yangtou smiled, "That's right, we are the man, and we have to show our man's style."

"I can say this, even if the child's surname is He but not Yang, in the eyes of the world, he will be considered a descendant of our old Yang family!"

Mrs. Tan nodded even more vigorously: "Yes, yes, I hope He Lian'er can live up to her expectations and give birth to a big fat boy for her second child!"
Chapter completed!