Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5884 Unstable aura

"Old Uncle Yang, this...isn't it right?"

He stammered and asked, well, he admitted that he was really tempted.

The old lady is usually in good health, but when it is hot, it will not be good. She is afraid of heat, flustered, and easily dizzy. He used to be worried every time it was dog days.

If you really take over and live together, it will be a real blessing.

But after thinking about it, it's not right.

"What's wrong? This house belongs to me, I have the final say!" Lao Yang finally raised his head, his majestic and confident eyes swept over Yu Xingkui's face.

"If you are a filial son, you should think about your mother. She is 61 and she is also a guest. After a year is counted as a year, she may just leave when she says so. You are not filial now. Wait for her in the future." It's gone, no matter how much paper money you burn, it's useless, listen to me, clean up the house and go back and pick her up to live with her!"

Seeing Yu Xingkui's heartbeat but not daring to act, Old Yang turned down his face, "Why are you not moving? Didn't you hear what I said?"

Yu Xingkui came back to his senses and nodded his head like something, "Listen, I heard it, I heard it, old Uncle Yang, of course I am happy in my heart, and I am very grateful, but I am worried that the old man Fourth, they were not happy, and they were also worried that my mother would not want to come over. Since my father passed away, my mother has almost never left the house. Except for the vegetable garden, she never goes anywhere, and rarely goes to the village. Visiting, she said that widows have a lot of gossip..."

"You idiot!" Old Yang patted Yu Xingkui's arm with some strength, and Yu Xingkui gritted his teeth in pain.

"I asked you to pick someone up to live in. Why are you worrying so much? You just have to remember that this is my house, and I have the final say."

"As for your mother, just tell her that we are not afraid of the shadow, we have a clear conscience, and we can live anywhere!"

Yu Xingkui was still a little embarrassed, "Old Uncle Yang, do you think this will work?"

"How?"

"Based on what I know about my mother, it's [-]% impossible to let her come and live alone. My son has been with her since he was born, and he can't leave him for a day."

"How about I bring my son with me? I won't bring my daughter-in-law, and I have to leave someone to look after the home! What do you think?"

Old Yang pondered for a while, "One sheep is freed, and a flock of sheep is also freed. If it is successful, then bring your son here. Our yard is dead deserted. One child is worth ten adults!"

Yu Xingkui was really excited now, "Old Uncle Yang, don't worry, we will bring food from home and not take up your ration."

"Hey, am I the kind of person who cares? You kid, go and clean up the house, and I will go back later, and I will take it over for dinner at night!"

……

Yu Xingkui happily went to tidy up the house, and quickly moved his belongings to Lao Yangtou's room, spreading out a mat on the floor to make do with sleeping.

"Old Uncle Yang, then I'll go back to Yujia Village first."

"Okay, you go, you must take the person over!" Old Yang raised his voice in the room and told him.

"okay!"

After Yu Xingkui left, Lao Yang pushed the cart to the bedside, and took out a clean handkerchief and a blade from the small cabinet next to the bed.

Holding these two things, he went to the washbasin in the corner again, wet his face first, then gently scraped his face with the blade, and repaired slowly, humming an out-of-tune tune.

When he devotes himself to something, time always passes quickly and silently.

Until the sound of chaotic and hasty footsteps came from the yard, Old Yang's eyes lit up, "But are you here?"

With joy in his voice, he put down the blade, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it on his face and chin indiscriminately, then pushed the cart to the main room.

When he saw the little old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou brothers who appeared in the main room, the bright smile on the old Yangtou's face instantly froze.

"What are you guys? What are you doing here?" Old Yang asked with a firm voice.

Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou didn't say a word, it was the little old Yang who came forward to answer the conversation.

"Brother, you still ask us what we are here for, but we want to ask where you have been all day. Do you know that we have checked back and forth several times, but the doors are all locked. After inquiring, they all said they didn't see you, but it made us anxious!"

So that's what happened?

Old Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, he achieved his goal, and he didn't bother to hide the pride in his heart, it was all on his face.

Brother Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were so angry that their ankles hurt from being so angry with Old Yang.

"Father, where have you been all day?" Yang Huazhou asked.

Except for the fourth brother who was so drunk that he fell asleep on the bed, the other men in Lao Yang's family, except for a few children, almost searched the front of the village, the back of the village and the riverside, and even went to Qingshui Town. I went to find it on a big road, and it was a hot day, tossing people.

"Where did I go, do I need to report to you? Are you interrogating a prisoner?" Lao Yang sat on the wheelchair, tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with both hands, and asked with a smile.

This look... If he was of the same generation or junior, Yang Huazhou would probably have slapped him.

"I didn't interrogate you, I was worried about you." He gritted his teeth.

"Hey." Old Yang rolled his eyes, with a sarcasm on his face, "You think I'm blind? The little bastard is gnashing his teeth, wanting to swallow your father and I, are you so worried? Ghost letter!"

"You..." Yang Huazhou stepped forward, pointed at Old Yang's head, and stuttered angrily.

I have been managing restaurants outside these years, dealing with people of various identities and backgrounds. Yang Huazhou thinks that he has experienced a lot of practice. He can say whatever he meets, and he can control his aura. good.

However, as long as he went back to his hometown and said a few words to the old man, the aura he had cultivated so hard could no longer be controlled.

"Who am I? Is there anyone pointing at your own father and yelling like that?" Old Yang Tou seemed very dissatisfied with Yang Huazhou's action, and reprimanded him with a straight face: "It's a pity that you have been running outside all year round, and you are somewhat knowledgeable. , why is your temper so irritable, like a firecracker, you don't look like a shopkeeper at all, your aura is not stable, you have to practice more!"

"What's wrong with me being a firecracker?" Yang Huazhou yelled in a rough voice.

"With a father like you at the stall, even a mud bodhisattva can't speak well. I asked where you went. Wouldn't it be over if you just said it? What's the point?"

"I won't say, what can you do to me, you bastard?"

"You..." Yang Huazhou felt that he was not breathing well, with chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Yang Huazhong hurriedly supported him: "You drank so much shochu at noon, don't be impulsive, go outside and blow the wind to calm down before coming in!"

Yang Huazhou gave Old Yang a hard look, turned around and strode out of the main room.

If he didn't go out again, he was really worried that he would explode and die.

(End of this chapter)