Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4674 Doubt about life

Mrs. Sun stood up and asked them with a smile: "Have you eaten yet? Would you like to have some here?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "The ones that came over after eating, mother don't need to bother us, just go ahead and eat yours, we just came over to have a look."

Sun pointed to the two stools next to her and asked them to sit down, and sat down herself.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Huazhong, then at Sun, and said, "What's going on with fourth uncle?"

Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Huazhong, and seeing that Yang Huazhong was still drinking alone there, Mrs. Sun sighed softly, and said, "Hey, your fourth uncle really suffered a lot this trip, there is such a big hole on his forehead, He bleeds a lot, your father brought him to our house to rest when he came back from Uncle Fu's house earlier."

"I tidied up a guest room. I originally wanted your fourth uncle to heal his wounds here. Maybe the wound hurts too much. Your fourth uncle couldn't sleep either. He said he was dizzy and felt sick from time to time. He wanted to go back to the old house on his own. Go inside the house, saying that we are afraid that our guest room will be dirty by then."

"Your father went to your aunt's house to get pork liver and came back. Originally, I planned to make some pork liver soup for your fourth uncle to make up for it at night, but your fourth uncle said that he couldn't eat anything. It's okay, your father had to give it to him Go back first."

"As soon as you arrived at the old house, your grandma found your father and told him to sue you and Tang Yazi..."

After Sun finished speaking, she sneaked another glance at Yang Huazhong, then lowered her eyes.I didn't say anything more.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, Luo Fengtang puffed up his chest, and said to Yang Huazhong: "Father-in-law, it's my idea to go to the old house, I think it's necessary to have a good talk with grandma, and get something to buy." People are wrong, especially sharp weapons like scissors, even in the military camp, the general has certain rules and regulations for corporal punishment of soldiers who make mistakes."

"If you blame, please blame me, it has nothing to do with Qing'er!"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, and said to Yang Huazhong, "Father, I kicked the door of the east room, and confiscated my grandma's scissors. I don't think I did something wrong, because I originally wanted to have a good talk with them." They planned to talk about it, but they couldn't communicate at all."

"I have no choice but to use violence to control violence. They are the elders of the elders. Of course I can't touch them, but I can confiscate sharp weapons so that my grandma can't hurt people! Even if you blame me, I will still insist on doing this !"

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, a little speechless.

Others are scrambling to grab credit and rush to shirk responsibility.It fell at his own house, and he and his wife were fighting to take the blame!
The couple didn't speak, they looked at Yang Huazhong together.

Mrs. Sun looked at the three of them worriedly, not daring to speak out.

After being silent for a while, Yang Huazhong put down the wine cup in his hand, and his eyes fell on Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

In the man's eyes, there was no anger, only relief.

"You two, you did the right thing. It's time for your grandparents to let them suffer a bit and restrain their temper." Yang Huazhong said.

These words were like a beam of light shining directly from the top of their heads, both Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It's good that dad doesn't blame me, that's good...

Yang Huazhong's voice continued: "I was supposed to suffer the scissors today, and your fourth uncle took it for me."

"In my heart, the boss is uncomfortable, as if there are many stones pressed down, dull and dull, hey!"

As Yang Huazhong said, he grabbed the jug again, shook it, and looked around for other jugs.

Sun couldn't bear it anymore, raised her hand to hold down the jug in his hand, and said worriedly: "Father Qinger, you can't drink any more, drinking will hurt your health."

Yang Huazhong smiled wryly at Mrs. Sun. Sometimes, when he was so bored, drinking some wine seemed to make him feel better.

Yang Ruoqing also got up and walked over, she directly put down the flagon in Yang Huazhong's hand, and pushed a bowl of rice in front of him.

"Father, apart from hurting your body, drinking alcohol will not do anything to solve your problems or get rid of your depressed mood," she said.

"You listen to my mother and I's advice, don't drink, eat a few bites of food, and when you are full and have strength, let's have a good talk. In this world, as long as a person is alive, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

"What's more, in this series of things, you, I, and none of us are at fault. It is my grandparents who are wrong. It is their infinite indulgence and protection of my eldest brother."

"It's Li Xiuxin's mother and daughter who are wrong, they are greedy and selfish, and they are calculating by agencies,"

"We did nothing wrong, don't be ashamed, we live a frank and upright life, and we have reason wherever we put it!"

Perhaps Yang Ruoqing's words hit a certain place in Yang Huazhong's heart, and Yang Huazhong's tense face finally showed some looseness.

He lowered his head and tapped lightly a few times.

"Father, if there is something unpleasant in your heart, if there is something you can't figure out, just say it, don't get bored in your stomach." Yang Ruoqing continued.

Mrs. Sun also hurriedly said softly: "Yes, there are no outsiders here, the children and I are really worried about you, even Feng'er asked several times quietly during the meal before, asking What's up with grandpa, is someone bullying grandpa, why isn't grandpa happy?"

"Father Qing'er, just tell us what pain you feel in your heart, we are all your relatives, family members, don't let us worry!"

Yang Ruoqing gave Mrs. Sun an appreciative look.

The old lady is strong, God assists, these words are good, spring wind turns into rain, and hundreds of steel refinements can also be turned into soft fingers.

As for men, they are naturally different from women. Women like to talk to others when they have grievances, shed tears, and use these channels to vent and empty the negative energy in the body, which is also called detoxification.

And men don't cry easily, and feel bitter, so occasionally they have to create opportunities for them to vent, which is good for their health.

Hearing his wife and daughter's consolation, Yang Huazhong felt much more at ease.

He raised his head and said with a wry smile: "I saw the blood from the fourth brother's wound today, and I have been thinking about a problem,"

"I, Yang Laosan, am I their own? Could I have picked it up from outside? Otherwise, why have they never cared for me since I was a child?"

The three people at the table looked at each other in blank dismay for Yang Huazhong's fraught question.

Generally, the topic of questioning whether you are a child you picked up is only asked by children under the age of eight.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huazhong, a 46-year-old middle-aged man, would ask such a question one day. It's really a bit...

But in Sun's and Yang Ruoqing's hearts, apart from being stunned and even wanting to laugh, they felt more distressed!
"Father Qing'er, you are naturally born to your father and mother. Your body and facial features are almost exactly the same as your father's. There is no mistake about this." Sun said.

Yang Huazhong raised his head and looked at Mrs. Sun, but the eyes of the man in his forties were innocent and confused like a child's.

He asked Sun: "Then why don't my parents care about me so much? Especially my mother, as long as I can remember, she has always kept a cold face and never smiled at me?"

(End of this chapter)