Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6772
The words of brotherly love are really tailor-made for little old Yangtou, there is really no one in the world who works hard for his old brother like him.

No, it was only after a short rest at home that I heard that my elder brother had fallen ill. Little Lao Yang came back immediately before finishing his bowl of tea.

"... Uncle, this is probably the case."

In the main room, Yang Huazhong told the truth to little old Yang Tou, including Fu Bo's diagnosis.

Little Old Yang shook his head and sighed: "My friend, I'm afraid he owed that woman in his previous life."

Yang Huazhong smiled ironically.

The woman who gave birth to the old man's children and lived through ups and downs all his life is his mother.

The mother was still kept in the dark, but the old man made such a half-dead for another woman, isn't this ironic?

"It's not that he owes Yunya, but my mother owes him." Yang Huazhong said angrily.

Little old Yang patted Yang Huazhong's shoulder to show comfort.

"Why are you the only one in this room? Where are the others?"

"I sent them all back."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Uncle, I was just about to discuss this matter with you, that's what I thought..."

Yang Huazhong told the little old head Yang about the plan that had been passed in the old Yang's family, and asked for his opinion.

The little old Yangtou is old and smart, after hearing this plan, how could he not understand that the nephews have nothing to do, and they can't compromise, so they enshrine the old Yangtou like this.

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and fulfill the obligations that children and grandchildren should have.

As for the old man's spiritual needs, they are not satisfied. If he really died of heart disease, then he can only...

"At this point, this is the only way to go. Uncle knows that you have all tried your best. Undoubtedly, this is the most appropriate way."

Little old Yang raised his head and expressed his opinion to Yang Huazhong.

"It's rare to live in the [-]s. It's rare for a person with a radius of [-] miles to live to my brother's age. Even if... passed away, it's a happy funeral. Others won't praise you or anything."

This is the default.

Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief, and he was sincerely grateful for the little old Yang's understanding!
When it was over, he was ashamed.

It's a failure to be a man on your own. At home, you are the leader of the crowd, but in the village you are the leader.

But when things happen, they can't even come up with a perfect solution, and all they come up with are last resorts.

"Third brother, don't be depressed, this matter is not bad for you, it is your father who has trouble with himself."

The little old Yangtou is not only shrewd and understanding, but also good at understanding other people's difficulties.

At this time, he patted Yang Huazhong's shoulder again to comfort him.

"As for serving your father, do you brothers come here in turn? Or invite someone who is suitable to come over?" He asked again.

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment: "Now that the old man looks like this, I'd better not invite outsiders as much as possible."

Little old Yangtou still expressed his understanding of this, family ugliness should not be publicized!
"There are still more than ten days to celebrate the New Year. During the month before the New Year's Lantern Festival, our brothers are free, and we will take turns serving my father first."

"After the Lantern Festival, if my father is better, I will invite Yu Xingkui back then."

Yu Xingkui was one of the few people who knew about the strange things about Old Yangtou in Bai'e Town, including the appearance of Yun Ya.

It would be most appropriate to ask him to come over.

Little old Yang pondered for a while, "Yu Xingkui is not bad, he was the one who served your father in the village before, he is a very proper person."

The matter was decided in this way, Yang Huazhong stayed with Lao Yangtou.

At noon, Mrs. Sun delivered meals for two people.

One for Yang Huazhong and one for Lao Yang.

"Uncle Fu said that our father should avoid spicy and hot food when eating and drinking." Yang Huazhong said.

Sun smiled softly, and gently opened the food box in his hand: "Don't worry, they are all light, stewed pork ribs with radish, scrambled eggs with mushrooms, pork belly and Chinese cabbage vermicelli."

Every dish is a hard dish, and it is also suitable for Lao Yangtou.

This is very different from Sun's usual style of cooking, even a piece of chili can't be found.

"The dishes are very good, my child, you have a heart." Yang Huazhong looked deeply at Sun, and said in a low voice.

He is not a capable son, but she is a good wife.

"Eat it while it's hot, I'll feed it to our father." Sun said.

Yang Huazhong pressed her hand: "With his appearance, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it alone, so let me do it."

Sun didn't insist, she really didn't have confidence in herself.

The couple came to Lao Yangtou's bed with a hot meal, Mrs. Sun was talking to Mrs. Yangtou gently, and Yang Huazhong also stood beside Mrs. Sun holding the bowl and chopsticks and waited patiently.

Old Yangtou still maintained that sluggish look, not responding at all.

Sun turned her head to look at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong frowned, "Just help him up and force-feed him!"

The two worked together to help the old man sit up, and Yang Huazhong supported him from behind, letting the old man lean on him.

Mrs. Sun leaned over and fed a spoonful of vegetables, rice and soup.

During this process, although Old Yang didn't respond, he didn't resist either.

The couple quietly exchanged glances, secretly feeling lucky in their hearts.

However, just as Mrs. Sun was about to feed her third mouthful, the eyeballs of the paralyzed old man suddenly rolled, and he raised his hand to knock down the spoon that Mrs. Sun had sent over.

The spoon flew out and broke in two on the ground, and the bowl in Sun's hand also fell to the ground, and the soup in the bowl splashed all over her legs.

Yang Huazhong, who had been suppressing his anger, couldn't help but explode.

He pushed Old Yangtou into the bed, and Lao Yangtou's head hit the wooden shelf beside the bed with a crisp 'bang' sound.

Yang Huazhong ignored her, got up and went to Mrs. Sun to check her condition.

Sun's trousers were wet with oil stains on them, and they were still steaming to the touch.

"Is it hot?" Yang Huazhong asked anxiously.

Mrs. Sun pushed Yang Huazhong away, "Father's head was hit, let's see what's going on..."

Lao Yang's head was pushed so that he lay sideways in the bed, his face inward and his back outward, motionless.

Yang Huazhong came back to his senses and quickly climbed onto the bed to turn Old Yang's head over.

Instantly met a pair of red eyes.

Eyes filled with hatred...

"Son, kill, father!"

Old Yang, who hadn't said a complete sentence all morning, bit out these four words through the gap between his teeth.

These four characters were woven into a huge hat with the word 'unfilial' written on it, which weighed heavily on Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi.

Mrs. Sun panicked immediately, and hurriedly shook her head and explained incoherently: "Father, the third child didn't do it on purpose..."

Lao Yang raised his finger and pointed at his red and swollen forehead, and said bitterly: "This... is as solid as a mountain of evidence!"

Sun's face turned pale.

The couple have been making buns all their lives, and they are friendly even with other children in the village.

'unfilial'

'Paricide'

If this charge is convicted, it will be a trivial matter for them to be stabbed in the back in the village.

But children who fight wars outside, those who are officials, those who train the navy, those who practice the navy, the drills of the military department, and those who do business...all have to be implicated!

(End of this chapter)