Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5880 Where did the old man go?
Changping Village.As the last guest who came to watch the ceremony was sent away, the engagement banquet also ended smoothly and perfectly.Liu Xueyun sent the old patriarch's family back to Qingshui Town, and the third girl put on an apron and cleaned up the dishes with other women in the kitchen.

Mrs. Liu is gone.

where?
Others don't know, but Sanya and Yang Huaming's father and daughter know that she is hiding in the house to count the red envelopes.

In the main room in the front yard, the table had already been cleared away. The three brothers Yang Huaming, the little old Yang Tou, Wang Hongquan, and Blacksmith Luo were all there, drinking tea and chatting around the table.

Yang Huaming's face was flushed from drinking, and before he could say a few words, he fell asleep on the table.

"Fourth Uncle drank too much at noon, this is his stamina!" Yang Yongjin said happily.

Yang Yongzhi also smiled: "Fourth uncle is happy, the third girl has found a good husband's family."

Yang Yongjin said again: "It's not a problem to sleep on your stomach like this, Yongzhi, let's get fourth uncle to sleep in the backyard room!"

Yang Yongzhi nodded, and the two brothers rolled up their sleeves and came to support Yang Huaming on the left and right and walked to the backyard. This action made Yang Huaming feel a little interesting, squinting his eyes, shaking his head and yelling vaguely: "The boy surnamed Liu , you... dare to bully my daughter, I will take you, take you..."

"What did you do?" Yang Yongzhi asked.

Yang Huaming burped: "Drink you down!"

Everyone laughed.

Yang Huazhong shook his head helplessly, "If I remember correctly, Xueyun drank more than him today. He walks steadily, doesn't change his face, and can send people back to town, but what about him?"

Yang Huaming seemed to understand what he was talking about, and said with a big tongue: "Qi, momentum can't be lost!"

Yang Huazhong smiled wryly: "Come on, we'll be a family from now on, so what's the point of being arrogant? Xueyun treats the third girl sincerely. Don't worry about the fourth child!"

"Jin boy, Zhi boy, hurry up and send your fourth uncle back to the backyard, we still have to talk here!"

When Yang Huaming was picked up again by his two nephews to go to the backyard, he still turned his head and said loudly to the people sitting around the table: "You are not allowed to leave, let's...continue drinking at night!"

Everyone laughed again.

After sending Yang Huaming away, Yang Huazhong sat back and sighed heavily.

"Third brother, what's the matter with you? Why do you look so sad?" Yang Huazhou asked.

"Ah? Do I have it?" Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huazhou and asked with a guilty conscience.

Yang Huazhou nodded sincerely: "Third brother, you have everything written on your face."

Yang Huazhong raised his hand to touch his face, and asked himself, is there any?
"Of course there is!" Wang Hongquan also looked at Yang Huazhong, "When I was drinking earlier, I noticed that something was wrong with you, and it was inconvenient to ask. Now that the guests have all left, the ones we stay are not outsiders, third child, Tell us about something you are unhappy about, don't carry it alone."

Blacksmith Luo and the others nodded.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the caring faces in front of him, and frowned, "I'm really a little irritable, and I can't get anything to do with the old man!"

Hearing that the topic involved old Yangtou, the little old Yangtou who was sitting tensed up all over: "What's wrong with your father?"

If you haven't even invited them over for a drink, what can you do?

Yang Huazhong sighed again. From Yang Huamei's delivery of stewed meat to the old man himself, he went over to comfort the old man, only to see the old man feeding the cat with stewed meat...

After everyone listened, their eyes changed, but there was one thing they had in common.

That is distressing!
There is a lot of stew, no one here dares to spoil it like this!

"Don't you need money for meat? Is the meat grown on trees and dug out of the soil?" Yang Huazhou sneered, "Our old Yang family has only made a fortune for a few years, and even the richest Qing'er is reluctant to do this. It's really floating!"

"It's not floating, but it's full of anger and can't find a place to vent it!" Little old Yang muttered, "I don't understand. He has food, drink and a place to live. Why is he so angry?"

"This is not only to vent our anger, but also to bury us. To put it bluntly, our filial piety has been fed to animals!" Yang Huazhou said again.

The little old Yang took a look at Yang Huazhou: "Old Wu, your father is not honest, but you are a son, don't say anything too radical."

"Uncle, I'm also annoyed. He doesn't think about why we invited everyone, but why didn't we invite him?" Yang Huazhou tapped his finger on the table heavily, every word he said was a little bit sad and indignant.

"If a person makes a mistake, can't he sincerely repent? It is always someone else's fault, the problem is always on someone else, and he is perfect everywhere, and he is always the one who has been wronged. My father, he can't be beaten or scolded, what's wrong with making me a son? Am I destined to bear a bad reputation as a rebellious son?"

Yang Huazhong also punched his thigh hard, all the aggrieved stomach was in that fist.

"The problem is, I was sneaking around in the village earlier, but I couldn't figure out where he went!" he said.

"Third son, your father must have gone to Baige Town to find Yongxian?" Blacksmith Luo suddenly thought of this.

Wang Hongquan and little old Yangtou looked at him with the same doubts. After all, everyone sitting here knew that Yang Yongxian was the fate of old Yangtou. Even if there was a quarrel, Yang Yongxian ran back to Baige Town and continued After raising fish and picking out pearls, Old Yang still couldn't bear to condemn Yang Yongxian in front of others.

Even when others talk about Yang Yongxian's fault, Old Yang will help to excuse him, and put all the blame on Master Sanwu, the dead ghost, insisting that Yang Yongxian was deceived by Master Sanwu, and he himself is also a victim...

"It's unlikely to go to White Goose Town," Yang Huazhong vetoed this guess without hesitation.

"First of all, he can't go there because he has bad legs. Third, even if he really wants to go, he has to be sent by Yu Xingkui. Yu Xingkui dare not secretly send the old man to Baige Town without telling us. Something went wrong on the way. , he can't bear it."

"Third brother, your analysis is right." Yang Huazhou said, "Then the question now is, where did our father go all that time ago?"

Yang Huazhong shook his head.

Little old Yang stood up: "Don't worry, I'll go to the entrance of the village to have a look, maybe go out to relax, and I'll be back now."

Yang Huazhong also stood up: "Then there will be Uncle Lao, we will wait for your news."

……

Little Lao Yang was quick on his legs and feet, and came back in less than a bowl of tea.

"The courtyard door is still locked, and I saw the bowl at the door, it doesn't look like it came back."

Hearing this, Yang Huazhong put down his teacup with a puzzled expression on his face: "It's already afternoon. In the past two or three hours, where did he go in this hot day?"

(End of this chapter)