Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1034 This life is for nothing (one more)
"What?"

Old Yang was so startled that his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

The elderly people in the village who saw the face of the concubine all said the same thing.

Shuo Lan girl looks exactly like her concubine, Gagong's mother.

Everyone in the village said that this was a return to the ancestors.

Indeed, there is nothing to choose about Miss Lan's appearance.

Hearing these words before, Lao Yang always laughed it off.

Maid Lan also has maternal blood lying on her body, so it's not unusual for her to look similar.

But when he heard this sentence again, Lao Yang was in a bad mood!

In other words, 60 years ago, the concubine who gave birth to a child in the mountain temple was, was...

It was as if a thunderbolt had blown the top of Lao Yang's head, and his mind was blank.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, my whole body shook violently a few times, and then I fell headfirst to the ground!
On the side, Yang Hualin and Yang Huazhong who hadn't had time to leave all surrounded him.

The two brothers rushed to carry Lao Yang's head to the guest room in the front yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door and lay down on the bed.

Pinching people, feeding ginger soup, sending people to the village to call other members of Lao Yang's family to come over...

After half an hour.

In the guest room, everyone from Lao Yang's family came except for a few children who were too young.

Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi, who were married, also came.

Yang Huamei and Tan Shi sat on a high stool beside the bed, leaning on Tan Shi's thin shoulders, not daring to make a sound.

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, they all looked serious, waiting for the old Yang on the bed to make a sound.

Old Yang sat on the bed with his clothes together, his face was ashen, his whole body seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Children, your father and I, this life is in vain!"

The old man trembled and said.

"The food of 60 years has been eaten into the dog's stomach..."

When the old man said this, two lines of old tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Everyone in the room already understood what Old Yang was talking about.

All my life, I didn't know who my own mother was.

He worshiped the woman who killed his own mother as his mother for decades, while his own mother was left alone.

After decades of not burning incense to go to the grave, my mother became a wild ghost in the lonely grave.

People like Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming also feel heavy.

After all, the one in the solitary grave is her real grandmother!

At this time, Yang Hualin was upset.

He jumped out and said loudly: "Father, we have a poisonous woman who has been our grandmother for decades. Now that the truth is revealed, we have to seek justice for our real grandmother!"

Lao Yang raised his head: "Why are you begging? People have been dead for decades, and their bones can beat drums..."

Yang Hualin gritted his teeth: "Let's dig out the one from the ancestral grave, throw out the bones, and then move our own grandmother in and bury it with our grandfather!"

"I agree with what the second brother said."

Yang Hua'an also raised his hands to vote, and he came to the bedside.

"Father, there is no suspense in the fight between you and little old Yangtou now."

"You are also your grandmother's biological son, and you are the eldest son."

"Since ancient times, the tradition of the noble families of the Dukes has always been passed on from one generation to the next. The thank you gift from Yan Huaian's side is well-deserved, you deserve it!" Yang Hua'an said.

Yang Hualin's eyes also glowed: "Brother is right, our name is justified."

Regarding these proposals of brothers Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin, Old Yang did not express his position immediately.

But looking at that appearance, it seems that he is deliberating.

Among the crowd, Yang Huazhong couldn't help standing up.

"I don't agree with the second brother's suggestion of digging the grave," the man said loudly.

"Not to mention, the dead are respected, we can't disturb her tranquility."

"Taking a step back, even if she played tricks back then, our father was still raised by her after all."

"The fields and houses of our old Yang's family are also passed down from her."

"Drinking water and not forgetting the person who dug the canal, even if she made a thousand mistakes, it is still a grievance between the previous generation. Those of us who are juniors cannot dig the grave, it is against the law!"

Yang Huazhong spoke very excitedly, his face flushed.

Yang Hualin pointed at Yang Huazhong's nose and scolded: "You consider a thief to be your grandmother, that vicious woman is not our grandmother!"

Yang Huazhong sneered: "Second brother, you are so impatient. To put it bluntly, aren't you still coveting Yan Huaian's gift of thanks?"

Yang Huaming interjected: "Third brother is right, our real grandmother will naturally have to recognize her again. But we can't erase the credit for that fake grandmother!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but join in the fun.

"Let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether it's a real great-grandmother or a fake great-grandmother, the most hateful of them all is the great-grandfather." She said.

"He first betrayed his first wife, and then betrayed his affectionate concubine."

"Shanshen Temple gave birth to a child, obviously with the intention of wanting the child to be inferior to the adults."

"It's the great-grandfather who should dig out the grave, he doesn't have the responsibility of a man!"

As soon as Yang Ruoqing said this, the room that was still noisy just now became quiet.

A pair of high-level eyes fell on her body.

It was the first time everyone heard such shocking words.

In everyone's perception, men are right, and the problem of carrying on the family line lies with the women.

"Fatty, I love to hear that!"

In the crowd, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

It was Yang Huamei.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised, only to hear Yang Huamei over there continue to say: "When I heard these things, I became annoyed with my grandfather, what kind of shit man, selfish and irresponsible, why is it all on our women? unfair!"

Hearing Yang Huamei's words, Yang Ruoqing was really surprised.

In this patriarchal society, men are superior to women, and women are willing to be dominated by men.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huamei, who is usually like a pig and only knows to eat and drink, has awakened?

"Mei'er, don't mess around, shut up!"

Over there, Mrs. Tan scolded Yang Huamei in a low voice, and glanced at Old Yang's head, showing concern.

Old Yang's face was really ugly, livid and livid.

A low air pressure hovered in the room.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to speak again.

Old Yang was silent for a long time.

Finally, the old man let out a heavy sigh.

"The third one is right. It's all about the previous generation. When a person dies, all grievances and enemies will be wiped out."

"It doesn't matter whether it is to give birth to grace or to raise grace, it is as heavy as a mountain!"

The old man said in a deep voice.

Then, he slowly raised his eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes.

There was some remorse and self-blame in those eyes.

"Children, I have made up my mind. Tomorrow morning, all of you will go with me to the back mountain to repair your grandmother's grave, erect a monument, burn incense, and kowtow!"

"Father, Yan Huaian's gift of thanks..." Yang Hualin asked again.

Old Yang glanced at Yang Hualin, and the old man shook his head slowly.

"My mother was such a kind and charitable person back then. As a son, I, I really have no face to ask for that thank you gift..." he said.

(End of this chapter)