Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5680
Changping Village.

At night, Yang Huazhong and his brother Yang Huaming went to the house at the entrance of the village to visit old Yangtou.

Since the last time he ate a broken egg at Yang Huasheng's house and triggered his dysentery, Lao Yang has been bedridden for several days in a row, and his diet should be as light as possible.

Vegetable tofu soup, sweet potato and millet porridge, red bean miscellaneous grain porridge, and noodles in clear soup are eaten over and over again.

As soon as he entered the main room, he heard Old Yang in the east room scolding Yu Xingkui.

"Why are noodles in clear soup again? I eat these things every day, and I'm about to vomit, so can't you give me another taste? At least two poached eggs are also beaten? Otherwise, scrambled eggs are also fine as a topping, and shredded pork is not mentioned." I can't eat it, why do you give me something that these beasts don't eat every day?"

Yu Xingkui explained patiently while persuading you to eat: "Old Uncle Yang, the doctor specifically told you that your gastrointestinal tract has been damaged. The lighter the time, the better. It's also good to eat some coarse grains..."

"Stop fooling me with that trick, how many days have passed, I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food long ago, you, hurry up and get me some delicious and delicious food, I will give you three taels a month The monthly case of Yinzi is not for you to fix these silly things for me..."

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming paused at the door of the house on purpose, just to listen to a few more words. Now that he heard old Yang's indomitable head, Yu Xingkui gradually couldn't stand it anymore, and the two brothers entered the house one after the other.

"Would you like something delicious to eat? Stir-fried wild pork with dried spicy peppers and a pot of Shaodaozi wine, would you like it?"

Yang Huaming asked loudly that the person had come to the bed, and pointed to the bucket on the ground next to the bed: "Don't you look at this bucket and the things in the toilet behind the bed, it's all like this Heart, still only thinking about eating this and drinking that, others forget the pain when their scars are healed, but you are going to die again if your scars are not healed?"

Yang Huaming's words were a little heavy, and Old Yang's face was very ugly.

But he knew that his fourth son was a shameless person, and if he quarreled with him, he would be the one who couldn't get down in the future.

Therefore, Old Yang automatically ignored Yang Huaming as a fart, and only focused on Yang Huazhong who could communicate and reason.

"Third brother, come and judge. It's been a few days. I eat these soups and watery foods every day, and the birds are about to fade out of my mouth." Old Yang looked depressed, and he squeezed his cheeks. Old Pi on the bed, "Look, look carefully, I have lost all my flesh, I have no strength at all, and I don't know how many times I have to urinate in one night, all because there is no oily smell in my stomach. Yes!"

"The fourth child is a bandit and doesn't make sense. You are Li Zheng, so you have to be reasonable, right? At least give this old man some hard food to eat!"

Yang Huaming didn't intend to pay attention to what Old Yang said earlier, but he didn't like to hear the last sentence.

Stiff neck, eyes widened, voice became thicker, pointed to his nose and said loudly: "Bandit? If I were a bandit, I would have carried you to the mountain and thrown a poor old man into the cliff, and you still have to lie here and tell me what to do." ?”

Old Yang also frowned, pointing at Yang Huaming, but still speaking to Yang Huazhong: "Look, look, what's the difference between being like this and being a bandit?"

Yang Huaming wanted to go back again, but was pulled behind him by Yang Huazhong...

(End of this chapter)