Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5407

Changping Village.

In the past few days, after breakfast, Lao Yang pushed his wheelchair and sat under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, looking in the direction of the main road at the entrance of the village.

It took a long time to look around like this, and he didn't go back until little old Yangtou came to look for him after lunch was cooked.

After lunch and going to bed to rest for a few hours, he would sit back under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village again and look around.

Once he meets a villager coming from the direction of the town, the old man will stop him and ask him about Yang Yongxian.

"You came from the town, have you seen my family Yongxian?"

After a long time, everyone knew that the old man was sitting here, and the situation of Xiangzi's wife was different from sitting here before. This time, he was not looking at the woman, but looking forward to his grandson.

The women were washing in the pond, and the hot topic of conversation every day revolved around Old Yangtou.

"Hey, look, the old man is here again."

"Which day won't you come these days? Let's get used to it!"

"If you want me to say, this old man is really a muscle."

"There are so many capable sons and grandchildren in their old Yang's family. As long as he smiles more at Sanfang, wouldn't the old couple treat him as their ancestor? Why bother to make the sons and grandchildren bored!"

"That's right, three-bedroom, four-bedroom and five-bedroom have nothing to choose from for the old man, it's the old man who likes to make trouble!"

"Every toss is for Yang Yongxian of the big house. There are many old men who love the eldest grandson of the big house. I have never seen him go too far."

While the women were chatting, Lao Yang grabbed the hand of a passing man who was going to the town to go to the market: "If you see my Yongxian when you get to the town, tell him to come back and take a look around." , Said that Grandpa misses him."

The man also heard about the situation of Lao Yang's family, and he was a little confused what to do when Lao Yang grabbed his arm like this and 'entrusted him with a heavy responsibility'.

Fortunately, the woman walking beside him was clever, and immediately said: "Old Uncle Yang, don't worry, we will definitely bring the message to you when we see Yongxian."

Only then did Old Yang let go of the man's hand, and thanked him repeatedly.

After walking a short distance, the man blamed the woman next to him: "Didn't you say that Yongxian went to Baiyan Town? How could we see it when we went to Qingshui Town? You also like to ask for trouble."

The mother-in-law gave the man a white look: "It's such a simple thing as a two-mouthed touch after the promise, you don't want to bother, how annoying is that old man pulling your arm and not letting go? We are still in a hurry, so we can't delay !"

Yang Huazhong's family.

Yang Huazhong stood behind the courtyard wall on a stool and looked towards the pond at the entrance of the village.

Mrs. Sun came behind him, "His father, my sister and brother-in-law came to talk to you, come down."

In the past few days, the old man was looking around the pond, waiting under the old maple tree. Yang Huazhong heard the wind, and he had to step on the stool to look there several times a day.

Seeing the old man there, Yang Huazhong was annoyed.

Look twice, still, continue to be annoyed.

Look three times, four times... the old man is there all day long.

Yang Huazhong was also annoyed all day long.

Hearing Mrs. Sun calling him at this moment, Yang Huazhong got off the stool, turned around and said angrily, "The north wind is blowing, it's freezing to death, and it's going to snow again in two days, why isn't this old man afraid at all?" die?"

"He's still tossing himself like this at an age, hurry up and let the snow fall, he'll freeze to death!"

Looking at the back of Yang Huazhong walking away angrily, Sun shook her head helplessly.

She also stepped on the stool where Yang Huazhong had been standing and looked towards the entrance of the village, just in time to see little old Yangtou coming to ask old Yangtou to go back for dinner.

Sun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, fortunately the old man still has a younger brother.

This younger brother is also a kind person, his hair is all white, and he still takes care of his elder brother relentlessly.

Old man, you don't know your blessings when you are blessed.

Mrs. Sun was powerless to slander Old Yang. After so many years in the old Yang's house, she has long been used to the old man's behavior.

She picked up the small stool, turned around and followed Yang Huazhong to the main room in the front yard.

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In the main room in the front yard, Da Sun's family and Xiao Jie's father came to share their good news rather than talking to Yang Huazhong.

"...At the beginning, Xiaojie told us that Zhang Ban used his spare time to create stories while teaching. We didn't understand, but thinking about him, instead of staying at home and telling stories, it would be more painful than being idle and hooking up with other women. If you want to be strong, then write it, no one will read it anyway, just write it for fun.”

"So when Xiaojie told us that she could earn some money to supplement her family by writing stories, we didn't take it seriously. We have hundreds of pigs in our backyard, so what's the difference between three melons and two dates?"

"Unexpectedly, Xiaojie and Zhang Ban came to see us together yesterday, bought us gifts, and gave her grandfather a red envelope!"

"The most important thing is that the money Zhang Ban earned from these stories these days. I didn't expect that some stories could actually make a lot of money. Do you think it's surprising?"

The one who speaks so fast that others can't even get in their mouths is naturally Da Sun.

After Dasun finished talking about what Zhang Ban had done recently, her face turned into a flower with a smile.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun were also taken aback when they heard this.

When it was over, Mrs. Sun hurriedly smiled and congratulated Mrs. Sun: "Sister, what did I say when you whispered to me about this? I said that Qing'er also wrote it back then and made some money. Yes, what Zhang Ban is doing is serious, we need to support him, and don't pour cold water on him."

Mrs. Sun smiled from ear to ear, and pushed the two packs of snacks on the table towards Mrs. Sun.

"As long as he writes honestly, puts all his energy into it, and doesn't hook up with women outside, I will support it. It doesn't matter how much he writes. Anyway, our family is not short of the money to buy snacks. Father Xiaojie , do you think what I said makes sense?"

Xiaojie's father next to him hurriedly said: "It makes sense, everything you said makes sense."

The Dasun couple went back after not sitting in Yang Huazhong for long.

After they went back, Sun and Yang Huazhong sighed: "Zhang Ban and Yongxian both made mistakes and were hit and wanted to do something to turn around, but the paths they took were different."

Yang Huazhong said: "Both of them are scholars. Although Zhang Ban earns little money from writing stories, he is practical. Our elders also know it well, so don't worry."

"Yongxian is different. Yongxian's knowledge is not as good as Zhang Ban's, and the way he is going is wild! After lying down for three months, he opened his eyes and said that he wanted to make a lot of money. The old house was dumped by him. I don't even want to talk about him. !"

Seeing Yang Huazhong's blood rushing to his face, Mrs. Sun quickly stopped the topic and handed the tea bowl in front of Yang Huazhong.

"Come on, have a sip of tea to moisten your throat. Don't be annoyed. Everyone has his own fortune. Maybe he will go the wrong way. In the end, he really made a name for himself. We can't underestimate people." Sun road.

Yang Huazhong drank a few sips of tea, and suppressed the anger in his heart, "I didn't underestimate him, and I sincerely hope that he will be promising and can do something, but I just don't like his secretive appearance, as if we covet him He is like something, not bright!"

(End of this chapter)