Splendid peasant girl busy farming

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"Father, if you say that, it's not good, it's just shameless!" Yang Huaming couldn't help shouting.

"People are shameless, and the world is invincible." Someone in the crowd spit secretly.

Lao Yang froze for a moment, pretending not to hear, but his face was tense.

Yang Huazhong sighed, "Okay, those big guys don't have to say those words of condemnation, it doesn't matter if you say it, there is an abscess on the leg, if you want to keep this leg, you have to dig out the rotten piece Meat."

"You guys are watching him here. I'll go. Please come here, the village elders, old Jiangtou, old Chentou, and the uncle from the south of the village. Please come here. It's a matter of business!"

After saying this, Yang Huazhong turned around and walked towards the door of the main room.

Behind him, there was finally old Yang's terrified shout: "Third brother, don't go, don't go!"

Yang Huazhong has stepped over the threshold with one foot, and the other foot is still in the main room.

Hearing this, he paused, and stood there stiffly, but did not turn his head.

Lao Yang pushed his wheelchair and rushed behind Yang Huazhong: "Third son, I'm your own father, even if I did something like murder and arson, you should keep it from me as a son, let alone I haven't done it yet. Those things are nothing more than a little sympathy for Huang and giving her some money."

"This is a common problem of every man..."

"Father, what do you mean by every man? You wronged a bunch of good men with your words..." Someone immediately started to refute.

Old Yang quickly changed his words: "Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong, third child, this is a common problem of most men, your father and I are just ordinary men, your mother is that kind of virtuous, I and I She was a companion for a long time ago, she was blind and paralyzed, I didn't dislike her, as a man, I think what I did was benevolent enough..."

"So, is Dad complaining to our children? Did you feel wronged by letting you live with Mother?" Yang Huazhong slowly turned his head and looked at Old Yang.

"Yes, I know what to do."

After saying this, Yang Huazhong stomped his feet, and quickly walked out of the house and the yard.

Old Yang followed behind and shouted, pushing the wheelchair and rushing out.

The wheelchair bumped into the threshold, and Lao Yang fell out of the wheelchair and fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his forehead.

He wiped the blood from his face, and made a few 'gurgling' sounds from his throat.

When Yang Huaming and the others heard the noise and chased him out, Old Yang had already passed out.

Frantically, he carried Old Yang's head into the room and put it on the rocking chair. Yang Yongzhi was going to invite Uncle Fu to come over, but Yang Huamei said, "Don't invite me. The wound looks scary, but it's actually not deep. The third sister-in-law went to find some medicine powder to stop the bleeding. "

Mrs. Sun hurried over to get the medicine powder, and Yang Huamei cleaned the wound and applied the medicine to Old Yang's head.

"Father hasn't woken up yet, what should we do?"

"Pinch people."

"Sugar water."

After a lot of tossing, Lao Yangtou finally woke up.

Seeing the people surrounded in front of him, he froze for a moment, a little confused.

Immediately, his eyes became clear little by little, and he remembered everything.

"Where is the third child? Where is the third child? Hurry up and call the third child back!" He struggled to get up, but was held down by Yang Huaming.

"Father, stop shouting, third brother will be back soon, and will bring the village elders to help you support the overall situation!"

Old Yang's face turned pale, as did his lips.

His hands were trembling, his lips were trembling, his face was ashamed, and he looked hopeless...

However, a series of footsteps stopped at the gate of the yard.

Yang Huazhong's devil-like voice sounded outside the courtyard door: "Open the door, I'm back."

"Don't open the door, don't open..."

Old Yang suddenly roared and grabbed Yang Huaming's arm.

Yang Huaming shrugged: "Father, I didn't say I was going to open the door!"

Old Yang froze for a moment, a trace of ecstasy flashed across his face.

The next moment, Yang Huaming smiled and said: "Of course the juniors go to open the door. You see, Kid Qing is so obedient."

Old Yang turned his head and saw that Yang Yongqing rushed to the gate of the courtyard with his legs stretched like a gust of wind, and opened the gate with a creak.

Outside the door, there were seven or eight people headed by Yang Huazhong.

They are all familiar faces, old Jiangtou, old Chentou, little old Yangtou, several village elders in the village...

"It's over, it's over, it's really over now..."

Old Yang murmured in his heart, his eyelids fluttered and he passed out again.

Yang Huamei rolled up her sleeves to pinch her, but Yang Huaming pushed her away.

"I'll do it, I'll do it. Let me try my hand this time. When they come in later, our father will probably pass out several times. When the time comes, you all will take turns. Everyone will have a chance!"

Just when Yang Huaming's nails touched the bottom of Old Yang's nose, Old Yang's eyes suddenly opened.

"Don't pinch, don't pinch, I'm awake, I'm awake..."

Yang Huaming smiled meaningfully: "Father, it's really time for you to wake up, haha, just wake up, I don't have much experience in pinching people, and it will hurt if you pinch people!"

Old Yang didn't have time to pay attention to Yang Huaming's teasing, and looked straight at the village elders who entered the house.

After several village elders came in, everyone just glanced at Lao Yang, and went to sit at the table without saying hello.

Lao Jiangtou, Lao Chentou and Lao Yangtou had always had a good relationship, and they didn't come over to talk at this moment. They shook their heads, sighed, and followed the village elder to sit at the table.

But because the little old Yangtou is the younger brother of old Yangtou, he paused when he passed by Lao Yangtou, "Brother, what are you doing? You can't keep it in the evening, you can't keep it in the evening, hey! "

Yang Huazhong greeted several village elders and Lao Jiangtou to sit down, and the rest of Lao Yang's family naturally pushed to the side, and sat on benches in twos and threes.

Old Yang remained silent, sitting on the rocking chair with drooping eyelids, staring straight at his knees in a daze.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun made tea for them, and then, the elder in the village was the first to speak: "Third son, all this is your old Yang's family business, you have given us old people some face, let us Let's come and listen."

"Then just talk about your decision, we just need to be a witness, as for other things, don't embarrass us, every family has its own hard-to-recite scriptures."

Yang Huazhong nodded, turned around and said to Sun: "Go get a pen and paper, I want to write something."

Sun immediately fetched it.

Yang Huazhong spread it out on the table, picked up a pen and ink, and wrote a few lines on the paper almost without thinking.

After finishing writing, he blew on the ink on it, and then handed it to several village elders for review.

Among the village elders, the leader who was literate, his complexion changed drastically when he saw it.

"Third son, didn't you say that you only opened the family tree and let your father be removed? Why do you want to..."

"After thinking about it again and again, I feel that it is necessary to add the last one."

Yang Huazhong said coldly, and cast his cold eyes on Old Yang's head: "Since he dislikes my mother, let's make up and leave. Go back to the bridge and return to the bridge. He wants to have a romantic and chic wife and concubines, let him do it!"

(End of this chapter)