Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6770 The Elixir
Little Old Yang's mouth twitched.

A 76-year-old man whose nose is buried in loess, still hurts his heart for love like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy?
There is nowhere to put the old face!
Little Old Yang nodded and left first. He was indeed exhausted this morning.

After all, I am nearly seventy years old...

Little old Yang walked forward, and Liu Shi arrived on the back foot.

She hurriedly rushed into the West Room, racing against time for fear of missing something exciting, even if it wasn't such an exciting conflict, she didn't want to give up.

No way, as a senior gossip porter who is struggling in the front line of gossip, her professionalism is so impressive that sometimes she is moved when she recalls her hardships and persistence along the way.

However, when she rushed into the West Room like a sharp arrow, she just happened to see Yang Ruoqing pick up the broom and dustpan, and the ground was a mess.

Liu's der retracted the foot that had stepped in, and retracted into the main room in a flash.

She stood against the wall of the main room holding her breath, and then tiptoed towards the gate.

When she finally reached the gate and breathed in the fresh air outside, she dared to open her mouth and nose and take a deep breath.

Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise, I would have to help clean up the house.

Well, let's go outside the yard and squat for half a stick of incense, shall we?

A hand suddenly pressed on Liu Shi's shoulder from behind, and a familiar voice came into her ears.

"Fourth aunt came just in time, come, come and help me clean up the house together."

Without any explanation, a broom was stuffed into Mrs. Liu's hand.

Liu wailed in her heart, turned around, and met Yang Ruoqing's smiling eyes, she could only acquiesce in bad luck, and she was found out after all.

If you don't find out, you can escape, but if you find out, you can't justify running away.

Mrs. Liu immediately showed a bright smile, "Ah, it seems that I came at the right time, OK, let's clean up together."

Mrs. Liu came into the room with a broom, and Yang Ruoqing followed behind, with a playful arc on her mouth.

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"Yeah, Dad, you look so scary, for a woman of unknown origin, what about it?"

Liu slackly cleaned the pieces of tea bowls on the ground, keeping her eyes on Old Yang.

Lao Yang tilted his head on his right shoulder, completely immersed in his own miserable world, and turned a deaf ear to Mrs. Liu's words.

Mrs. Liu didn't expect the old man to ask and answer her, and if she was given a topic, she could talk to herself until the end of the world.

"Hey, why do you need me, Dad? It's hard to find two-legged toads, but don't two-legged women run around all over the place? As for being so distressed because of a woman?"

Old Yang still ignored him.

Yang Ruoqing didn't make a sound to stop Liu's words, because she was busy arranging old Yang's pillow.

Earlier, the old man went crazy in the room and tore open a hole in the pillow, and a lot of cotton wool fell out. Yang Ruoqing was busy putting the fallen cotton wool back in again!
Mrs. Liu continued to chatter there, enlightening Old Yang from the sky to the ground, just like a professional emotional consultant.

Yang Huazhong stood aside with a gloomy face, and did not interrupt Liu's words.

Yang Huazhong really has nothing to do with old Yangtou now.

When this old man is not even afraid of death, what else in this world can he take care of?Can it be his bondage?
In Yang Huazhong's eyes, the current old Yangtou is no different from an old hedgehog, he is really at a loss what to do.

"Father, why don't you go to the yard and smoke some dry tobacco!"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and found that Yang Huazhong was standing there motionless with his eyebrows frowned, bitter melon juice could be squeezed out of his face like a bitter melon king.

She told him to go out to smoke and calm down, but he didn't even respond. Yang Ruoqing was really afraid that the old man would be broken in love, and Yang Huazhong would be depressed, so she hurried over to pull Yang Huazhong out of the room after putting on the pillow.

When he got outside, Yang Huazhong shivered when the cold wind blew, and he suddenly became a little awake.

"Your grandfather's appearance...is really a headache." He said.

It was too cold, and the white air that came out of speaking was blown away by the cold wind.

Yang Ruoqing said: "He got the horns in by himself, and he has to get out by himself. Don't worry too much, Dad. There are some things we can't help."

"Hey, if only there was some panacea." Yang Huazhong sighed.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "There is a panacea, and that is Yunya."

If she went to find Yun Ya and send him back to him, she could guarantee that the old man would be able to live a life of vitality immediately.

But that also means that in this competition, it will end with our defeat.

"What the hell, I'm going to be impatient when I'm too old to die for a woman. If he wants to die, let him die!"

Cursing came from the gate of the courtyard, it turned out that Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou, and Yang Yongqing had come over.

"Where's the old man?" Yang Huaming strode over and asked angrily.

"Staying in a daze in the west room!" Yang Ruoqing murmured behind her.

Yang Huaming plunged into the house, and Yang Ruoqing followed the large army back to the west room.

The cleanliness and tidiness of the Westinghouse after Mrs. Liu cleaned it up...you can imagine.

The ground was sparsely covered with "fish that slipped through the net" that hadn't been swept into the dustpan, and there were some in the dustpan. Old Yang was still sitting on the cold ground with his back against his wheelchair, his head still drooping on his shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes squinting.

When Yang Huaming saw the old man's deadly appearance, he couldn't control himself. He kicked the dustpan over, spilling a lot of dirt on the old man.

The old man didn't respond at all.

"You old bastard, don't you really think your life is too long? If you miss, just tell me, I will send you back to the west, it will be a life for a life!"

After Yang Huaming kicked the dustpan, he stomped his feet and roared at Old Yang.

Originally, Liu wanted to scold Yang Huaming, blaming him for destroying her fruits of labor, but she choked back in fright when the words came to her lips.

But it is impossible for her to be meek and hard-working enough to clean up silently for the second time. Her choice is to step back with her arms folded, and retreat to the door to watch the excitement with relish from a safe distance.

Here, seeing that the old man still didn't respond at all, Yang Huaming felt like he had packed a heavy punch and hit the cotton hard.

The strong frustration and depression made him almost lose his mind, he stepped forward and grabbed the old man's shoulders with both hands, lifted him up from the ground and shook him vigorously, accompanied by a hysterical roar: "I'm asking you something, are you really tired of living?" Huh? Tell me, tell me, I'll break your neck and send you on your way..."

"Fourth, stop!"

"Fourth brother, don't do this!"

"Fourth Uncle, please calm down!"

Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou, Yang Ruoqing and the others rushed from all directions trying to separate Yang Huaming from Lao Yangtou.

(End of this chapter)