Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1035 Are You Disregarding Everything? (Second Update)

"What?"

"what?"

Yang Hualin and Yang Huaan almost jumped up in shock.

"Father, don't be confused, that's a huge gift, and with that gift, our old Yang family will get up again..." Yang Hua'an said earnestly.

Yang Hualin couldn't help but said: "Father, if you don't want it, just give it to me, I want it all!"

"Second brother, do you want to lose face?"

Yang Huazhong couldn't stand it anymore, he scolded loudly.

"You have fallen into the eyes of money. For money, do you care about everything?" He asked.

Yang Hualin shot back angrily: "Fools don't care about money, what's wrong with me?"

"If it wasn't for your fat girl's ability to earn money, she wouldn't be able to eat enough to eat. See if you can talk like that, the third child. A full man doesn't know a hungry man!" Yang Hualin said.

Yang Huazhong trembled with anger.

"Money, no one can lack, but you can't be so unprincipled like you, second brother!" He continued.

"It's just that I don't have principles, and I still encourage our father."

"The money, do you really want it?"

"Think about the years before, did you pour a handful of dirt on the grave of our real grandmother?"

"Let's not talk about drenching the soil. You have gone back to offer incense several times. Have you urinated on the grave?"

"Now for the sake of money, everyone is vying to be a filial son and grandson, I'm sorry!"

Yang Huazhong spat at Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin rolled his eyes angrily, looking for the support group in the crowd.

It's a pity that everyone, including Old Yang, couldn't hold their heads up when they were scolded by Yang Huazhong's words.

Old Yang raised his head slowly and looked at the children and grandchildren in front of him.

"The third brother is right. We don't have the face to ask for that money."

"Let's do the filial piety that we should do as juniors first. Tomorrow morning, all of you will go up the mountain with me to shower the grave."

"Father..." Yang Hualin was still unwilling.

Old Yang's eyes widened: "Am I still your father? My words don't work?"

Yang Hualin drooped his head, curled his lips, and said nothing.

Old Yang said: "That's it, let's break up!"

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After everyone dispersed, Old Yangtou asked Yang Huazhong to invite Lizheng, several village elders, Yan Huaian, and little old Yangtou to the third room.

Old Yang told Li Zheng and the others about it.

Everyone was astonished, obviously they didn't expect that the big and small old Yang would fight for it, and the end result would be like this?

One of the oldest village elders spoke out.

"Some things, when you two were arguing back then, I couldn't say it, and I didn't have any evidence to say it. It would be bad for the ancestors."

"Now that you have figured out your life experience, I might as well say it."

"At the beginning, when your old Yang's family was the big landlord in our village, my father and mother worked as helpers at your house."

"For a while, my mother was dedicated to serving confinement."

"At that time, everyone in the village said that it was the wife who gave birth to the son."

"One night, I overheard my parents talking there."

"That's when I realized that the object of my mother's confinement service is not the wife."

"My wife gave the helpers of the family's personal servants a hush money to keep them from talking about it..."

Hearing what this village elder said, Lao Yang was even more certain that he was born of that concubine.

The wife borrowed the belly to give birth to a child.

If Yan Huaian hadn't come to give a thank you gift, I would have been kept in the dark about this matter for the rest of my life!

Old Yang's tears rolled down again.

Little old Yangtou came over and put his hand on old Yangtou's shoulder: "Brother..."

Old Yangtou raised his teary eyes and looked at the little old Yangtou in front of him.

"After a long time, we are half-brothers."

Little old Yang nodded, two old men, you look at me, and I look at you.

No wonder everyone used to say that the elder brothers of the two clans looked like each other.

It's not like it came out of a mother's womb!

The kind of family affection in the bones is also warmed up at this moment.

The little old Yangtou was also full of sighs, shaking his head and sighing: "Fatality tricks people, my poor mother, she gave birth to our two brothers in vain, and died as a ghost in a lonely grave."

"Brother, let's go together tomorrow to shower our mother's grave and burn incense..."

"well!"

Seeing the two old brothers who used to be bitter and bitter, now they are shaking hands and making peace, Yan Huai comforted his gray beard with a face full of relief.

Yan Huai'an stood up and said to the old brothers: "Seeing that you brothers are reunited, I will not waste my trip."

"Since you are all descendants of my benefactor, I will add some more to this thank you gift, half and half of you!"

Hearing this, little old Yang was very happy.

Big old Yang was also very excited, but still very ashamed.

"My share... just don't want it, I have no face to ask for it!" He said.

Yan Huaian raised his hand and stopped the elder Yang's words: "Your mother saved my life back then, and I swore that I would definitely take care of her descendants."

"Both of you are her biological sons, so I will fulfill my promise."

Money is something outside of the body, compared to these, presumably the benefactor is in the spirit of the sky, it is more gratifying to see this pair of brothers recognize each other, right?

Yan Huai'an nodded secretly, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Because this temporary meeting was held at Yang Ruoqing's home.

After everything was discussed, Yang Huazhong came over to greet everyone in Lizheng.

"This family kills the New Year's pig, don't leave at night, everyone eats the pig's rice at my house!" the man said.

Everyone had no objection, and all stayed, drinking tea, smoking, and chatting.

Old Yang has not had time to tell his children and grandchildren about the result of the meeting about the equal distribution of the gift.

Everyone returned home happily at night.

Early the next morning, as agreed, Yang Huazhong brought a shovel, pole, and basket.

Mrs. Sun, Yang Ruoqing, Da'an and Xiao'an all followed behind him and came to the old house.

When they arrived, at the door of the east room, old Yangtou and little old Yangtou brothers were discussing matters there.

On the side, Yang Hua'an, Yang Huaming, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, and even Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi all came over.

The men hold tools for dredging graves and picking soil.

The women took their children, carried incense offerings, and firecrackers.

"Is everyone here?" Old Yang asked loudly.

"Father, none of the second bedroom came!" Yang Huaming said loudly.

Lao Yang took a look, it was true!

The old man pointed to Yang Yongjin: "Second boy, go to the front yard for a run, I'm afraid they haven't woken up yet!"

Yang Yongjin put down the pole in his hand, turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

In a moment, he was back again.

"There's no one in the room, the quilt and clothes are all gone," he said.

"What?"

Old Yang was startled, his lungs would explode with anger.

"This bastard, you can't get up early without profit. He must have packed up his bed and ran away yesterday when he heard me say that I don't want that thank you gift!"

Old Yang said angrily.

The little old man beside him also gritted his teeth with hatred.

"One quilt does not cover two different people, my girl is also a white-eyed wolf!" Little Old Yang said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing in the crowd suddenly realized something.

(End of this chapter)