Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6676 Really...lost

'Klaas Yang' felt Yang Huazhou's entanglement and fear, so he raised his head and squinted his eyes, and grinned at Yang Huazhou, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth that had been stained by dry tobacco all the year round.

In some places, there were lumps of dental calculus, like stalactites, which made Yang Huazhou not only angry, but also disgusting.

He works in a restaurant, and he has strict control over the ingredients. He has to give special instructions to every dish served to the guests, and he is not allowed to have a hair.

At this moment, when he faced Old Yang, he really...lost!
Yang Huazhou covered his mouth, turned around and ran to the corner to retch like a gust of wind.

Hearing his deafening retching, Old Yang frowned in disgust.

"Vomit like this, make it look like a shy bitch, don't look like it!"

When Yang Huazhou heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit his heart, liver and lungs.

On the side of the table, Yang Huazhong patted the table hard and said to Old Yang: "Father, you are over 70 years old, and the loess is buried up to your neck. Why are you still so worrying?"

"This can't be done, the woman in the room has to be sent away tonight, and she can't stay for a moment!"

Old Yang, who had always been calm before, looked gloomy now, and he raised his hand and knocked on the back of Yang Huazhong's hand with the pipe in his hand.

It was likely that the bones had been knocked, and after a crisp "ding dong", Yang Huazhong withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, breathing out in pain.

"Third Uncle, how are you doing?"

Yang Yongjin rushed to Yang Huazhong to help him check the smashed fingers.

Yang Huazhong put his hands behind his back and shook his head, "It's okay."

It's a good thing, the blood on his face has faded completely.

Yang Yongqing rushed forward to overturn Lao Yangtou's wheelchair, but was stopped by little Lao Yangtou and Lao Jiangtou.

"Young boy, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Yang Huazhong also gritted his teeth and scolded Yang Yongqing: "Come back!"

Yang Yongqing was so annoyed that he turned around and kicked the closed door of Westinghouse twice, cursing all kinds of nasty swear words.

Seeing this, Old Yangtou scolded Yang Yongqing while throwing the tobacco stick in his hand.

The sound this time was louder than the one that hit Yang Huazhong before, and obviously the force was stronger. The metal at the bottom of the tobacco rod hit the back of Yang Yongqing's head, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted with staring eyes.

Little old Yangtou and old Jiangtou hurried over to reprimand old Yangtou: "Speak well when you speak, what are you doing?"

Old Jiangtou also said with a dark face: "The children let you go, don't push yourself!"

The little old Yangtou was afraid that Yang Yongqing, who was not stingy, would mess with him, so he even split up with Lao Jiangtou, leaving Lao Jiangtou to continue to persuade Lao Yangtou, while the little old Yangtou ran over and dragged Yang Yongqing out of the house, so Yang Yongqing Barking in the yard like a fierce Rottweiler on a leash and a muzzle.

In the west room, the woman named 'Yunya' had put her ear to the back of the door to listen to the movement in the main room outside.

Yang Yongqing's previous violent kick nearly knocked down the door, and the woman ran back to the bed to hide in fright.

In the main room, Old Yang was already pushing his wheelchair towards the door of the west room.

"Don't be afraid, Yunya, I'm here, as long as I have breath, no one in this room will dare to touch you!"

Old Jiang had one head and two big heads, stomping his feet angrily, "Brother, why are you doing this? You said you..."

A figure came over, and she picked up the tobacco stick that Lao Yang had dropped at his feet, and then broke the tobacco stick in two under the eyes of everyone.

"Qing girl, you, you broke my pipe, you, you are terrible!"

Old Yang was so angry that he slapped the armrest of the wheelchair vigorously, and the blood all over his body rushed to his face.

Old Jiangtou hurriedly persuaded: "Isn't it just a dry tobacco stick, at worst, I will buy another one later..."

"Old Jiang, you know a fart!" Lao Yangtou yelled at Lao Jiangtou, spraying old Jiangtou all over his face with saliva.

"Buy one? It's easy as you said!"

"This tobacco stick was given to me by Yunya. Last time when the autumn was cool, she spent all of her own money to buy the tobacco stick for me. It is the first dry tobacco stick after autumn. That kind of love, love... you What an old widower knows!"

Old Jiangtou, who was wiping the spit on his face, was shocked.

He lowered his hands and looked at Old Yang in disbelief: "What do you call me? You call me an old widower? You, you try calling me another one?"

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, obviously seeing that his old friend was serious.

When the Jiang family siblings were alive, old Jiangtou obeyed her, and he has not reunited for so many years after his death. He is really an honest man who doesn't know how to enjoy himself.

Honest people are stubborn, Old Yang didn't want to make enemies for himself at this time, so he kept silent, turned his head and wanted to continue to get mad at Yang Ruoqing.

However, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted the door of Westinghouse: "The ones inside, open the door."

"Girl Qing, what are you going to do?" Old Yang became nervous again, pushing the wheelchair close to Yang Ruoqing, trying to pull her away.

Yang Ruoqing made up her mind to stand where she was, not to mention an old man sitting in a wheelchair, even ten "Klaas Yang" who could stand up would not be able to push her away.

"Open the door, if you don't open the door, I'll kick it!" She roared again.

In the west room, there was a rustling sound, as if someone was walking over.

Old Yang quickly shouted inside: "Yun Ya, don't open the door, this damn girl is a lunatic, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll block it!"

block?
Just you?
Yang Ruoqing kicked her leg up.

There was a loud bang, and the door of the room fell down along with the horrific scream of the woman in the room.

"You damn girl!"

Old Yangtou really gritted his teeth towards Yang Ruoqing, wishing he could kill her.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about killing Yang Ruoqing, because he had already desperately pushed the wheelchair under him and rushed into the West Room, howling like a roaring horse while rushing: "Yunya, Yunya, where are you? I'll save you Already!"

"Father!"

A woman ran out in a panic from behind the bed. Although Yang Ruoqing had good eyesight, she didn't see the woman's face clearly. She only saw a figure full of flowers rushing towards Old Yang's head, kneeling in front of him and burying her head in his thigh. superior.

Judging from her body shape, this woman should be about the same size as Tan's, and she is also as thin.

However, the hair is black and bright, and the clothes are bright, anyway, they are all flowers, and there is a smell of inferior rouge and gouache.

She didn't dare to raise her head at all, she wished she could hide her head under Lao Yang's crotch.She tightly grasped Lao Yangtou's clothes with both hands. On the exposed wrists, she wore a string of pink pearl bracelets, and on the other side was a silver bracelet.

This outfit, like a retired procuress, made Yang Ruoqing's eyes sharp.

Especially when Old Yang still hugged her tightly in his arms, coaxing and comforting her like he was holding a rare treasure and a peerless pearl, Yang Ruoqing's stomach churns when he saw it.

(End of this chapter)