Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5739

Yang Yongxian still couldn't accept this fact and struggled to get out of bed.

Yang Huazhong said: "Don't stop him, let him see it by himself, and he will give up after seeing it."

As a result, Yang Yongxian fell to the ground after walking a few steps after getting out of bed, unable to get up.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi came forward to help him back on the bed: "How could you lie to me, big guy? If it burns, it burns, otherwise your grandfather would not be able to live in your third uncle's house, right?"

Yang Yongxian was lying on the bed, holding his head and crying.

"I really can't see how deep the relationship between the elder brother and the three masters is. When Xiu'er and the younger brother died, I didn't see the elder brother crying like this."

At this time, there was no one else who said such sarcastic remarks. It was Yang Yongqing who rushed back from Qing'an County after hearing the news.

Yang Yongqing hated Yang Yongxian to the bone.

"Young boy, can you comfort others? If you don't, just shut up!"

Old Yang turned his head and scolded Yang Yongqing.

Yang Yongqing shrugged his shoulders: "That San Wubu knows a lot of evil ways. I heard that a pile of bottles and jars were found in the house where he lived, and there were dead toads, poisonous snakes, and scorpions in them... how can normal people deal with those things?" Disgusting thing? Burn it to death, it's a mess of smoke!"

Yang Yongxian raised his head sharply, "That's right, those things are all poisonous substances raised by Master Sanwu, it's true that the smoky atmosphere is true, but those things are very useful, I think when I started my business..."

Suddenly realizing something, Yang Yongxian covered his mouth tightly with both hands, his eyes staring like copper bells.

God, what the hell am I talking about?
What's wrong with me!
Yang Yongxian was frightened by his uncontrollable speech and behavior.

Except for a few insiders, all the people in the room were confused.

Old Yang was even more confused, "Yongxian, what are you talking about? Why are you so inexplicable what you said tonight?"

Yang Yongxian didn't dare to let his hands leave his mouth at all.

He can only shake his head.

Yang Ruoqing secretly smiled in her heart, Yu'er's sincerity Gu is really good, Brother Da Tang almost broke his heart and soul with the big guy.

"Brother, do you still remember what happened on the night of the fire? Where did you hide during this time?" Yang Ruoqing also joined in the fun and asked.

This is what the big guys are most concerned about right now, so countless eyes stared at Yang Yongxian.

Yang Yongxian opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he froze there. Regarding the events of that night and this period of time, his mind went blank.

He only knew that Sanwu asked him to protect the law, saying that there were colleagues in the village who were still masters and wanted to fight.

"Master Sanwu fought against others, did he lose?"

As soon as that thought flashed through my mind, it burst out of my mouth.

"Battle? With whom?" Old Yang asked immediately.

Yang Yongxian blinked, and was thinking about exposing a lie, but he said honestly: "I don't know who it is, anyway, it's an expert who noticed the deeds of Master Sanwu..."

"Act?" Yang Huaming raised his eyebrows, "Yongxian, what is the relationship between you and San Wu? He did such an evil deed, so you have a part in it, right?"

Yang Yongxian's hands tightly covered his mouth again, and his tongue was bleeding from biting his teeth, so he kept silent.

Old Yang saw something strange, panicked, and hurriedly said to everyone: "Yongxian has just woken up, his body is still weak, if you have any questions, you can ask them another day, let him rest first, they are all scattered. "

When everyone was gone, and only Lao Yangtou and Yang Yongxian were left in the room, Lao Yangtou closed the door and window tightly, went back to the bed and asked Yang Yongxian in a low voice: "Yongxian, what's the matter? There are no outsiders here, so tell me the truth, what does that Three No's do? Isn't he a monk?"

Earlier, he covered his mouth vigorously and bit his tongue, which really blocked the truth that he wanted to utter.

But that feeling is really unbearable, like eating a bad stomach and rushing to find a pit. If others don't ask, it's okay, but when others ask, the overwhelming feeling can't be held back!

"My lord, let me tell you the truth. Sanwu is a wizard I met in Changhuai Prefecture by chance. He came here from Nanyang. , and will also raise little ghosts to help people transfer fortunes, all the skills..."

This recounting was so hearty that Yang Yongxian died of comfort.

Old Yang was dumbfounded.

"Yongxian, you, what are you talking about? There is such a thing in this world? I have never heard of it in most of my life!"

"Hey, sir, you don't move now, let me tell you so," Yang Yongxian licked his tongue, and began to tell the truth again.

"Although it is true that you have lived most of your life, in my opinion, the farthest place you have been to in your old life is the county seat, and you have spent most of the rest of your life in the village. You have long been a frog at the bottom of a well. You have a lot of age, but you don't have much knowledge, there are so many things you haven't heard of!"

Old Yang's face was full of shock, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yongxian, what are you talking about? You said that your father and I are a frog in a well? Didn't you say that you admired me most? Didn't you say that I am wise?"

Yang Yongxian looked annoyed, and was about to change his words to make amends, "Master, I was coaxing you, to please you, after all, you are an old farmer, what kind of vision do you have!"

Yang Yongxian covered his mouth again, eyes full of horror.

Am I taking the wrong medicine?

Old Yangtou was no less frightened than Yang Yongxian.

Did my eldest grandson take the wrong medicine?
Why do you talk like that?Is this still him?
The grandfather and grandson were suddenly silent, staring wide-eyed.

"Yongxian, you... do you really think of your master that way in your heart? I thought you were a filial and humble child, it's a waste of my loving and protecting you..."

Old Yang sighed, his face full of loneliness and disappointment.

Yang Yongxian became anxious and shook his head desperately.

"Filial piety? Modesty? I did it for you idiots. If people have the ability to float, who will tolerate you bumpkins and old farmers?"

Yang Yongxian was so annoyed that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

The more you say, the more wrong you say, the more you say, the more wrong you say, God, let me die!

Old Yang was dumbfounded, staring straight at Yang Yongxian who was holding his head on the bed and didn't dare to look up. The old man didn't even know this grandson.

"Yongxian, I'll just treat you as if your body is not good, your mind is broken and you are talking nonsense, you should sleep well, think about it for yourself, don't talk such nonsense tomorrow!"

After saying this, Lao Yang headed to the next room and slept with Yu Xingkui.

Yang Yongxian was lying on the bed, staring at the roof of the tent, completely at a loss, and suffered from insomnia all night.

(End of this chapter)