Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Dabai is back

"Oh, you don't believe what mother said, but you should believe what fat girl said?"

Mrs. Tan went to Yang Huamei again, "Don't worry, Wang Shuanzi's departure is a relief, and he's going to catch up with a good pregnancy in the next life. We living people have to look forward, you have to grit your teeth and cheer up, don't worry." Let my mother send a white-haired person to a black-haired person again!"

Finally, under the persuasion of Tan Shi and Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huamei managed to drink a bowl of brown sugar water, barely regaining her strength.

"Mother, Qing'er, help me get dressed, I'm going to the ancestral hall to accompany Shuanzi."

Upon hearing this, Tan felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy: "What are you talking about? Are you crazy? You can hardly walk like this, but you must not go there!"

"Mother, I want to be with Shuanzi, the days I can be with him are numbered, and he will be buried in the day after tomorrow..."

"No, no, no, you can't bear the torment. Besides, that person is already in a coffin and you can't see it. Where are you going? Don't go!"

"mother!"

Tan turned her face away and ignored Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei continued to beg Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, aunt really wants to stay with your uncle, please help me, can I beg you?"

Seeing Yang Huamei's pitiful appearance, Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it.

But Mrs. Tan was right in thinking, and she had to do things according to her ability.

"Auntie, do you think this will work? Don't go there tonight. You should sleep well at home, eat something to restore your energy, and go there tomorrow morning."

"Is that so..."

"Yeah, it's very energy-consuming to do other things in the future. If you faint again, won't the family be more chaotic?"

Yang Huamei fell silent and stopped arguing about going to the ancestral hall. However, she begged Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter? Auntie, tell me, as long as I can do it, I must be unambiguous."

"Qing'er, you can do it, you can do it!" Yang Huamei grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"Shuanzi has two sons, Dabai and Xiao Hei. He is gone. Can Dabai come back and kowtow to him a few times, and send him back to the mountain in sackcloth and filial piety? After all, he is a father and son for the rest of his life..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Huamei, Yang Huamei's eyes were full of pleading, she had been haggard all night, she seemed to be in her teens, walking outside, people didn't dare to call her sister-in-law anymore, they were going to call her auntie, auntie!

"Mei'er, what time is it? Why are you still thinking about Dabai? That unfilial son of his will only cause trouble for everyone when he comes back. Shuanzi probably doesn't want to see him lying in the coffin!" Tan began to criticize Dabai again. .

Yang Huamei shook her head and wiped her tears.

"Mother, don't say that, Dabai, Dabai's surname is Wang after all, and he is Shuanzi's own son after all."

"Even if you come back and kowtow a few times before going back to the prison, it should be."

"Qing'er, look at this matter, can you be accommodating and make things easier..."

Now, even Mrs. Tan couldn't sing the opposite.

But Mrs. Tan would not open her mouth to help Yang Huamei, because the old lady was worried that Dabai would not go back to prison if he really came back, and if he stayed at home, could he be expected to honor Meier?
Isn't it just adding trouble to Mei'er again!
However, Yang Huamei's begging never stopped, she looked weak, as if she was about to run out of fuel, she was using the last energy of her life to make her begging.

Yang Ruoqing supported her: "Auntie, don't worry, Dabai is already on his way back. If he won't be home in the middle of the night tonight, he will definitely be able to kowtow tomorrow morning."

"Really...really?" Yang Huamei couldn't believe it.

The fact that the eldest son was in jail during the Chinese New Year has always been a heavy stone on her heart. Both she and Shuanzi deliberately did not mention it to each other, but they are always thinking about it in their hearts.

Now that Dabai can come back, Shuan Zi, Shuan Ziquan must be relieved if he knows.

Under this sorrow and joy, Yang Huamei was really numb from nerve pain and tired.

Under Tan's persuasion, she reluctantly ate a bowl of noodles, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down.

Dabai went back to the village in the middle of the night, and Xiaoan went to pick him up in person.

I don't know if the lessons in the prison during this period made him experience the dangers of the world, or why he has a little bit of repentance. In short, the whole person looks much calmer than usual, and he has no arrogant words. Say.

After Xiaoan told him about Wang Shuanzi on the road, he sniffled a few times, and then said nothing.

But when I entered the village and arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, it was pitch black, except for a few fires in the ancestral hall.

Dabai was stunned suddenly, and stood blankly at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"What are you doing standing here? Go in and kowtow to your father!" Xiao An urged.

Only then did Dabai come back to his senses, and followed Xiaoan into the ancestral hall.

Yang Huazhong and the others were all there, and they were all mentally prepared when they saw Dabai come back.

Yang Huazhong pointed to the coffin: "Your father is lying here, you should kneel down and give him two bangs!"

Xiao Hei stood up excitedly when he saw Da Bai came back, after a whole night, he finally saw a family member.

But Dabai didn't look at Xiao Hei, went straight to the coffin, knelt down with a plop, and knocked heavily on the coffin's head three times.

After the third ringing of his head, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up, and there was no sound, but his shoulders were shrugging, from slow to fast, and finally, intermittent choked sobs came from his throat.

"father……"

"father……"

"Father..."

……

At dawn, Yang Huamei came down to the ancestral hall with the support of Yang Ruoqing and Tan Shi, and saw two figures in linen and mourning kneeling side by side in front of the coffin.

The big black face with head up and sniffing is Xiao Hei.

Another person kneeling there with his back arched and his head buried, unable to see his face clearly was Dabai.

"Brother, our mother is here."

Xiao Hei saw Yang Huamei at a glance, and she pushed Da Bai beside her.

Dabai raised his head and frowned the moment he saw Yang Huamei, then lowered his head again.

Yang Huamei also saw Dabai at a glance, she ran over staggeringly, stretched out her arms towards her two sons after a while, and even cried out, "Dabai, Xiaohei, my two sons..."

Xiao Hei quickly stood up and supported Yang Huamei, while Da Bai still hesitated.

Xiao Hei turned around and pulled Dabai up, taking advantage of the situation, Yang Huamei embraced the two sons with open arms.

Dabai also responded, and in the eyes of those around him, the three of them finally embraced each other.

"Dabai, Xiaohei, my two sons, you will never have a father again, woo woo woo..."

"Mother, mother..." Xiao Hei cried like a child, tears and snot all over Yang Huamei's body.

Dabai also choked up silently.

The people around saw Yang Huamei's three mothers like this, although they also wiped their tears, they were still a little relieved after all.

This is the benefit of having more children, especially sons.

Look, even if Shuanzi is gone, Meier will at least have two sons from her own blood to comfort her. As long as the son is sensible and upbeat, after two years of getting married and having children, the old Wang's family will have a baby, won't the family be lively again?
(End of this chapter)