Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5225 The Three Trials
Changping Village.

In the three-bedroom main room, the candlelight on the table danced, reflecting the tense faces of Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei's brother and sister.

"Okay, you two just give me face, and sit down and talk about serious business." Sun said again.

Whether it is Yang Huaming or Yang Huamei, Sun's third sister-in-law's face must be given.

The brothers and sisters stopped quarreling for a while, and they all came to the table, hoping that Yang Huazhong would come up with a trick to calm down Old Yangtou.

Sun also said: "Father Qinger, what do you think should be done about this matter? Or, let's bring dad here and talk to him frankly?"

If you go to the east room and say it, it's not good to be heard by the mother-in-law, even if the mother-in-law has been in a state of illness these days, no one around her knows her.

But what if she accidentally recovered her memory?Wouldn't that be a big deal!
Yang Huazhong didn't make a sound, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, he was really troubled.

"He has the face to do this kind of thing, but I don't have the face to say it." He said.

I have been upright and honest all my life, and I really never thought that I would have to control the absurd things of my parents in middle age...

Yang Huamei patted the table anxiously: "Third brother, even if you can't speak, you still have to speak. Let's talk with you, and we must make him rein in the precipice!"

So, the three brothers and sisters made up their minds, and Yang Huaming went to the old house to pick up Old Yang Tou, while Yang Huazhong and Yang Huamei waited for it.

After a bowl of tea, Yang Huaming pushed Old Yang's head into the room.

When he entered the door, Old Yang still had an unhappy expression on his face, muttering in his mouth: "What are you guys doing so mysteriously? Is there something you can't talk about in the old house because you can't see it? You have to torment me at night. come over?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Yang Huazhong, Yang Huamei, Mrs. Sun, and Bao Suyun sitting at the table. Old Yang froze for a moment, and then his face collapsed.

"Why are you still putting on such a posture? Is there going to be three joint trials?"

Sun and Bao Suyun were so frightened that they quickly stood up, "Father, sit down, I'll make you a bowl of tea."

"I'm going to get melon seeds, peanuts."

The two sisters-in-law quickly retreated to the side, and Lao Yang pushed the wheelchair by himself, came to the main seat and sat down.

Yes, sitting in every room of Lao Yang’s house, he must sit on the eastmost seat of the stool, which is the position of the elders, a representative of age and seniority.

"Tell me, what's the matter with picking me up this late at night?"

Old Yang glanced at the tea that Mrs. Sun brought to him, then at the melon seeds and peanuts that Bao Suyun put on the table, showing the majesty of his parents on his face.

There must have been something that these bastards couldn't understand, so they raised themselves up overnight to make up their minds.

That being the case, the prestige of this parent must be displayed.

Yang Huazhong's angry eyes slowly fell on Old Yang, "Father, there are some bad words in the village these days, did you hear that?"

Old Yang froze for a moment, then pulled the corners of his mouth into a cold smile, but glanced at Bao Suyun.

"What do you say? Let's just leave it at that, flies don't bite seamless eggs..."

"I'm not talking about the enmity between Zhang Xiangzi and Wufang, I'm talking about another one, about you and Xiangzi's wife Huang!"

Yang Huazhong became impatient and directly interrupted Old Yang's words.

Old Yang was really stunned now, "What are you talking about? I can't get along with that Huang family, so what can happen!"

Yang Huazhong responded tit for tat: "Since there is nothing wrong, why do you go to the old maple tree every day to listen to Mrs. Huang scolding people?"

Old Yang laughed angrily: "Third son, are you a son or am I a son? I am your father. Do I need you to nod when I am playing in the village?"

"What's wrong with me going under the old maple tree? There are so many people playing under the old maple tree, just in time for Mrs. Huang to scold people there, what does it have to do with me? I can't go out to relax? You broke my leg What is the old man doing? Beast? Is it kept in the backyard?"

Old Yang asked questions like a cannonball, but Yang Huazhong was left speechless.

Yang Huamei couldn't help but uttered: "Father, don't change the subject with my third brother. We big guys never intended to imprison you in the backyard. You are a human being, not a beast. Don't bury yourself like that." indivual."

"What my third brother wants to ask is what's going on between you and the Huang family. She accuses Sang and Huai of our old Yang's family. You should understand."

"It's fine if you don't stop it. It's inappropriate to sit there and listen. Besides, you took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Mrs. Huang, and your words were full of sympathy and comfort for their old Zhang family. How old are you? mean!"

Yang Huamei's words made Lao Yang's face slightly changed, and there was a thud in his heart, but he still insisted on his mouth and said: "Why? I can't say a few words to Mrs. Huang? Then you don't want to talk to Mrs. Huang?" Zhang Laizi is talking!"

"One yard is one yard. I'm not that narrow-minded. Everyone is from the same village. It's not against the law to say something casually when we meet each other, right?"

"It's not that you broke the law or not, it's that Dad, your behavior is really bad and easily misunderstood. Now people outside are gossiping about you and Mrs. Huang..." Yang Huamei became anxious and shouted loudly.

Old Yang also slapped the table heavily: "Absurd, who is behind this who is saying these wicked words? I have lived most of my life as an old man. I am upright and upright. Mei Er, you hand me someone out, and I will ask him personally. Let him give an explanation!"

"Most of the people in the village say that, you go ask, can you ask?" Yang Huazhong almost shouted out.

Old Yang suddenly became speechless, and sat there stiff for a moment.

He stared at the tea bowl and dessert plate in front of him, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Where did I offend those people? Do you want to arrange me like this behind your back? I, a disabled old man, casually said a few words to someone, Mrs. Huang, why did I get caught?" Are you watching?"

"I'm so pitiful. I've really become a prisoner. Everything is under surveillance. What's the point of living?"

Old Yang beat his head on the table hard, tearing up in anger, the veins on his face bulged out one by one, stretching to his neck, wriggling like blue earthworms under the flesh, it was scary to look at.

I have smoked too much dry tobacco all my life, and my throat is not good. Now there is a hula hula sound in my throat, and it is difficult to breathe.

Yang Huazhong originally wanted to hit the old man a few more words, but seeing the old man's hands strangling his throat and struggling to breathe, he seemed about to pass out at any time.

Yang Huazhong panicked, and quickly got up to help Old Yang Tou catch his breath. Yang Huaming and Yang Huamei also came over, and after all the fuss, Old Yang Tou was finally able to breathe steadily.

The old man leaned back on the rocking chair, weeping.

"I've been upright all my life, and I've been easy-going and magnanimous to others. I didn't expect to be looked down upon and trampled on like this when I was old and unable to walk. When I was young, I was also a man. Girls and daughters-in-law are rare. At that moment, I stick to my heart and never deviate. I have spent my whole life guarding your mother and you to live. Now at this age, I still pour this basin of dirty water on me. This is deliberate. Don't want me, an old man, to live..."

(End of this chapter)