Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5167 I Had a Dream
In this wave, Yang Huazhong didn't deliberately get angry with Lao Yang.

He no longer bothered to do those things, and didn't go around the old house because there was nothing else going on in the old house, and Yang Huaming and the others took care of it.

He also inquired with Yang Huaming in private, and said that the old couple can eat and sleep, especially the old lady, who has always been in a state of illness, no one recognizes them, only eats.

That being the case, he can not go there.

Unexpectedly, the old man came here in person at this moment, Yang Huazhong had to put down his chopsticks and stand up.

"Why is dad here? Can you eat it?" He asked.

After asking, I felt that I hadn't eaten yet, and my breakfast was considered early in the village.

No matter how early the fourth child's breakfast was, they had to wait for the third girl to finish washing her clothes before going back to burn them.

Sure enough, Lao Yang shook his head, "I didn't eat, I just got up and came here."

The old man's face was a little pale, and around his cloudy eyes, apart from the unwashed eyelids, there was also a circle of redness.

This is... have you cried?

Yang Huazhong's heart trembled, and he said, "Since you haven't eaten, let's sit down and eat together."

He glanced at Mrs. Sun, and Mrs. Sun immediately invited her.

Xiaohua said: "I'll go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks for my grandfather."

"Don't take it, I'm not hungry." Old Yang called to stop Xiao Hua.

Xiaohua stopped where she was, and turned to Yang Huazhong and Sun for help.

Sun continued to persuade: "Father, how can you not be hungry if you haven't eaten all night? How about some food?"

Lao Yang waved his hand, "I accept it kindly, I really have no appetite, you don't have to work hard for me, I will talk to the third child and leave."

In this case, Yang Huazhong said to Mrs. Sun and Xiaohua: "You two take the children and continue eating, I will go to the next room to talk to dad."

Yang Huazhong pushed Lao Yangtou to an empty room next door, "Father, there is no one else here, just say what you have to say."

Old Yangtou: "Yongxian..."

Yang Huazhong raised his hand suddenly: "If it's about Yongxian, don't talk about it, I don't want to hear it."

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "I had a dream last night, dreaming that someone was beaten, and he was so bloody that he almost died..."

The corner of Yang Huazhong's mouth twitched violently.

Isn't this 'someone' still Yongxian!

"I haven't had that kind of dream for many years. That dream was so real, it was just like real. I woke up in cold sweat." Old Yang continued.

Yang Huazhong smiled wryly: "Did you drink too much tea at night and your nipples suffocated?"

Lao Yang shook his head and insisted on his own thoughts: "It has nothing to do with those, I am the nightmare I had this morning."

"Third brother, my heart beats uncomfortably. I always feel as if something is about to happen. I'm so panicked!"

"Yong... There is no news from Changhuai Prefecture, your father and I are really going crazy waiting, please take pity on your father, I am getting old,

My legs are useless and I can't run, so you can help me find out why he never comes back?ah? "

Yang Huazhong looked at the begging look of his old father in front of him. During this period of time, there were not a few black hairs left on his temples that were originally gray.

Even the eyebrows and beard have turned white. It used to be a Chinese character face, but now the flesh on the face seems to be gone, as if the whole face has been cut by a knife.

His eyes are sunken, his face is as yellow as old bark, and his face is covered with large and small age spots. His beard has not been taken care of for a long time, covering half of his face. lump.

How could this still be the tall, hearty, bright-eyed father in deep memory?
Yang Huazhong's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and he was sore.

"Father, you are thinking day by day and dreaming at night, don't worry, Yongxian is such an adult, nothing will happen."

Yang Huazhong squatted down in front of the wheelchair and said patiently.

"As for his news, don't worry, the fifth brother asked someone to inquire in Changhuaizhou, and besides, didn't you invite the Liao family's father and brother to Changhuaizhou to help find him, I believe there will be news soon. "

Hearing Yang Huazhong mentioned the Liao family's father and brother, Lao Yang felt guilty for a while.

"Well... I, I'm sorry to keep delaying your work. Thinking that the Liao family is targeting his daughter, I must also want to find Yongxian, so I let them look for it."

"Ah."

"Third brother, don't think too much, your father and I have no other intention to ask them for help..."

"Father, I didn't think that much, you don't need to explain." Yang Huazhong immediately stood up.

"Just wait patiently for the news at home, take care of yourself, and I'll send you back."

He sent Lao Yangtou back to the old house, and picked up a few sweet popcorn rolls for Tan Shi by the way.

When they got home, Yang Huazhong discussed with Mrs. Sun: "Help me pack my things, I plan to go to Changhuaizhou tomorrow."

Mrs. Sun was packing up the dishes, and when she heard this, her hands paused.

The woman looked up at Yang Huazhong's expression, nodded: "Okay, I'll clean it up now."

Mrs. Sun helped Yang Huazhong pack his clothes and shoes in the backyard, and Xiaohua accompanied Fuwa in his arms.

It’s a long way to go to Changhuaizhou, and I’m looking for someone. It takes months to go back and forth, so I need to prepare two sets of clothes.

When a horse-drawn carriage from the county seat rushed into the yard of Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Huazhong was sitting in a corner of the yard weaving the reed mat in his hand.

In early winter, the water level drops and the reeds mature.

Every household likes to cut the reed poles, clean up the reed poles and cut them into strips of the same size, which are excellent for making summer mats, baskets, and chicken coops.

Anyway, the farm work in the field has gradually become idle. When we make these things and go to the market, we will sell them at the tile market, and we can sell them for a few money to buy something for the family and improve the life of the children.

Although Yang Huazhong's family didn't care about the three melons and two dates for a long time, Yang Huazhong was a restless person, and he resolutely refused to spend money to buy things that he could get with a little effort.

The carriage came in such a hurry that it almost ran over the mat at his feet. Yang Huazhong stared anxiously, and shouted at the driver, "Why do you drive the carriage, boy? Be careful of my mat!"

The carriage stopped, Yang Yongjin jumped out of the car, and rushed to Yang Huazhong in a hurry: "Third uncle is not good, my elder brother, my elder brother was beaten into the hospital, his life and death are uncertain!"

"What?"

The blood on Yang Huazhong's face faded completely.

No matter how bad it is, he is also his own nephew, his elder brother's own son, a brat who grew up watching him grow up!
"What's the situation? Who called? Where is the hospital where the person is now?"

He stepped forward and grabbed Yang Yongjin's shoulder, and asked repeatedly.

Yang Yongjin's eardrums hurt from being yelled at.

The curtain of the carriage behind him was lifted, and Liao's father jumped out of the carriage in a mess. It looked like he hadn't bathed, changed his clothes, or combed his hair or face for many days. He looked haggard and embarrassed like an old beggar.

A pair of eyes were blood red, and a circle of fire bubbles appeared around the mouth.

He hoarsely said to Yang Huazhong: "His third uncle was beaten by a dog. He knocked on the head with a candlestick and lost blood and passed out!"

(End of this chapter)