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Regarding Zhang Youfu's concerns, Yang Huazhong and the others are very understanding and supportive.

So Yang Huazhong directly opened his mouth to help Zhang Youfu discuss with old Yang Touna: "Father, let's go there tomorrow. It's freezing cold and the journey is a bit far away. Besides, we are doing such a thing."

"Zhen'er and we don't live together. Today's Zhen'er is the closest to Zhang Youfu, so let Zhang Youfu go together, so that we don't need to spare energy to worry about Zhen'er. You can get busy with other things.”

After Yang Huazhong said this, not only did Old Yang not let go, but he was also a little annoyed at Yang Huazhong.

"Third, what you say is really not particular!" said the old man.

"What does it mean to be close or not? Even if we are not very close to Zhen'er, it is because he is a little older."

"When he grows up in the future, he will naturally know our blood relationship with him!"

Yang Huazhong laughed, and said: "You always said that it will be something that will happen when he grows up, so at this point, we have to consider the problem based on our current situation."

Lao Yang tapped his fingers on the table with bang bang, making a crisp sound, and his own voice was much stiffer.

"Third, what are you talking about?"

"In that coffin, the one lying there is not someone else, but Yongxian, and Zhen'er's own father!"

"Even if I haven't seen it in 100 years, it's still my own father and father. The blood flowing in Zhen'er's bones and tubes is the blood of Yongxian. What is there to be afraid of? Could it be that a son is going to help his father and father back home? You have to take your stepfather with you? Isn’t this a joke, this is also a humiliation to Yongxian, my own father, do you understand?”

What the old man said was too passionate, the tone, the words, were extremely particular, and combined with his finger tapping on the table, it seemed to be his own accompaniment. Therefore, this battle against Yang Huazhong and even everyone in the room The reprimand seemed particularly heavy and severe.

This made Yang Huazhong, who was not good at words, not know how to refute for a while.

And the other people beside him, such as Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing, although their teeth were much smarter than Yang Huazhong, but at this moment, old Yangtou brought out his blood relationship, stepfather, and Fuling to talk about things.

When these elements are mixed together, a big net will be compiled. That big net represents the filial piety of being a son of man, and also represents the rules left by the ancestors in this area. Everyone caught them all, and no one dared to refute.

Seeing that the negotiation failed and Lao Yang was angered, Zhang Youfu felt particularly embarrassed as an outsider.

Although he is Zhen'er's stepfather, he treats Zhen'er sincerely.

Because the child is poor.

Originally, I thought that if Liao Meiying couldn't give birth, she wouldn't force her, so it would be the same if she guarded Zhen'er.

Unexpectedly, Liao Meiying gave birth to a son, Gui'er, for herself. While Zhang Youfu was grateful for her, he poured more love and patience into this child, Zhen'er.

Now, if I don't go to the county seat myself, Zhen'er is alone, what can I do?

If it really doesn't work, I can only go back and ask Liao Meiying to make up his mind, leave him at home with Gui'er tomorrow, and let Liao Meiying go to the county town to take care of Zhen'er?

However, there are rules for supporting spirits, women are not allowed to come forward, only during funerals.

How can this be done?

Just when Zhang Youfu was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, a fish slipped out of the big net.

"Master, originally I wanted to be a quiet listener, and I didn't want to make a sound, but I don't feel comfortable listening to what you said, so I have to say a few words. If what you said is reasonable, I hope you always Accept my opinion."

When everyone saw that Yang Ruoqing had stood up, they all turned their eyes to him. Sun and Xiaohua were nervous, sweating for Yang Ruoqing, and angered the old man with her next words.

Yang Huazhong and the others are looking forward to it.

I hope that Yang Ruoqing can find the loopholes in the old man's words to refute, and then they can follow suit to facilitate this matter.

As for Zhang Youfu, he just looked at Yang Ruoqing with gratitude.

Regardless of whether Yang Ruoqing's next words can make the old man change his mind, Zhang Youfu is grateful enough for Yang Ruoqing to stand up and say these words for him, and let go of his promise to the previous matter!

As for Lao Yangtou himself, when he saw Yang Ruoqing standing up, Lao Yangtou's body sitting on the stool instinctively tensed up a bit, looking at Yang Ruoqing with an attitude of being prepared.

"What are you talking about? You, a woman, what can you say? This is a matter for men!" Mrs. Tan suddenly pushed Yang Ruoqing back with a sharp voice.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Tan Shi, but before she could fight back, Luo Fengtang, who was sitting beside her, also stood up, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, and a deep and cold voice sounded above her head: "I am Qing'er's man, yes I have transferred the right to speak to Qinger."

Tan opened her mouth and was stunned.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing in his arms, and then said to everyone: "I am the grandson-in-law of the old Yang family, and I am also a villager in Changping Village. I also eat at the court and have the duty to share the emperor's worries and defend the laws of Daqi. .”

The people in the main room are not bad, Luo Fengtang pointed out these layers of identities at once, everyone immediately understood.

What he meant was that Yang Yongxian's funeral, no matter from the ordinary level of the villagers, or from the aftermath of the serious criminal, it can be big or small.

If it is small, it is an internal matter of the old Yang family, but if it is large, it involves respect and contempt for the law, and the attitude of the emperor towards the court.

Everyone couldn't help but think about the fate of those traitors in Daqi's law. Even if the traitor leader himself died, he would not be able to make up for the crime.

To kill the Nine Clans!

After the execution, the corpse was exposed to the wilderness and let the wild dogs eat it.

If anyone dares to sneakily help dispose of the corpse during this period, even if you do it with good intentions in the name of death and peace in the ground, I'm sorry, that won't work, I will arrest you and interrogate you severely And investigate you to see if you are related to these felons...

Therefore, after hearing Luo Fengtang's words, everyone in the main room had subtle changes in their expressions.

Of course, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming knew that Luo Fengtang couldn't really make old Yang's family guilty.

However, Luo Fengtang's attitude was also very obvious.

Because Mrs. Tan prevented Yang Ruoqing from speaking out, Luo Fengtang was unhappy, and still very unhappy!

Otherwise, he, who has always acted as a transparent person on such occasions, would not be able to stand up and speak directly.

"From now on, every word Qing'er says, every meaning expressed, also fully represents my meaning!"

Luo Fengtang once again made his attitude clear and tough to everyone in the room.

Whoever dares to make trouble with Qing'er is to make trouble with Luo Fengtang.

No matter who you are, no matter how old or how old you are, I will not give you face!