Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7081
Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong and the others counted one by one, and they were all dumbfounded.

Everyone beat them to death and never thought that Old Yang would reveal Yunya's affairs by himself, breaking the can and smashing it like this, is this really going to happen?

"Third brother, why don't we cover the old man's mouth?" Yang Huaming came back to his senses, rolled up his sleeves and asked wonderingly.

Yang Huazhong said with a broken face: "It's too late, I heard everything that needs to be heard."

Yang Huaming spread his hands, "This is really playing ball, the old man wants to die!"

Yang Huazhong's brows were tightly knit together, and he looked at Tan Shi worriedly, wondering what Tan Shi would do next.

Yang Ruoqing quietly took a few steps back, and lowered her voice to give Bao Suyun a few words.

Bao Suyun nodded, quietly exited the room and ran out of the yard.

In the room, Lao Yang let himself go completely, leaning on the bedding, the itching must still be there, but he didn't bother to scratch it anymore.

His legs were numb and he couldn't kick around, so he slapped the bed board with his hands indiscriminately, crying like a child, mouthing a cloud child, one mouthful, I'll wait for you, even if I die, I will see you again.

At first, Yu Xingkui persuaded Old Yang a few words in a low voice, telling him not to be like this, Mrs. Tan is still there.

However, old Yangtou was in tears, and he didn't care about anything.

Tan raised her hand and made a stop gesture towards Yu Xingkui, Yu Xingkui shut his mouth and dared not speak.

Mrs. Tan told Yang Yongqing again: "Go and bring me a stool."

"Grandma, what do you want the stool for? Don't you want to hit my grandfather with the stool?" Yang Yongqing asked with a look of horror.

The others also became tense, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Tan's gloomy eyes still focused on Lao Yang on the bed, but she said to everyone in the room: "Don't worry, from now on, I won't scold him, let alone beat him."

"Boy Qing, go and bring me a stool. Today I want to sit down and listen to the difficulties of this pair of bitter mandarin ducks."

"What are you doing in a daze? Go, go!"

Following Tan's hysterical roar, Yang Yongqing shivered, and turned to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming for help.

Yang Huazhong waved his hand: "Then you can serve it!"

Yang Yongqing hurried to the main room, picked up a stool from the ground, and brought it to Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan sat down, turned her head and told Mrs. Sun: "Go and make me a bowl of tea."

Mrs. Sun stood still and did not dare to move, she was afraid that Mrs. Tan would hit the old man with the tea bowl.

Mrs. Liu said: "Mother, I can't make a cup of tea. You smashed the hot water pot, teacup and teapot to pieces."

Tan also remembered at this time.

"Milk, I don't have any tea, but I have melon seeds, why don't you drink some first?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed a large handful of melon seeds from her pocket and handed them to Mrs. Tan, then hurriedly returned them.

Her melon seeds are not the white melon seeds that Liu and the others are used to eating, but caramelized melon seeds. Luo Fengtang went to the town to buy them specially for her to eat to kill boredom.

Yang Ruoqing's bold move made Sun and the others gasp.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Tan actually reached out to take the melon seeds that Yang Ruoqing stuffed, ate one, and nodded: "It doesn't taste bad, it's really sweet."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu hurried to Yang Ruoqing, and stretched out her hands: "Qing'er, is there any more? I'll have some too."

"Yes, there are many!"

Yang Ruoqing generously grabbed a handful and gave it to Mrs. Liu, who ate one and her eyes lit up.

"Where did you buy it? I'll weigh some when I turn back, and I won't weigh too much, just weigh a few pounds to kill boredom..."

Yang Ruoqing: ...

In front of the bed, Mrs. Tan was nibbling melon seeds and looking at Lao Yang's head. She looked leisurely like an audience sitting under the stage, not at all like an old wife who was betrayed by her husband.

Her reaction was so abnormal that the other people beside her fell into deep confusion and anxiety, and they didn't even know where to start their words of comfort.

Everyone could only hold their breath and stand by the side, ready at any time. If Mrs. Tan couldn't help hitting Lao Yang on the head, they would rush up and pull him away.

That's the end of the matter, and that's all a child can do.

"You old thing, you are really old-hearted. I thought you should stop spending your time when you are lame and old. I didn't expect you to do such a thing without telling me!"

"Yunya, right? You even miss your grandson's woman? It's a pity that you don't use your old face for shoe soles."

Tan's melon seeds were spat all over the floor, and the words of ridicule were shot out like a machine gun.

Old Yang stopped crying, his eyes were bloodshot.

He stared at Tan as if he was killing his father and enemy, and said through gritted teeth: "I have spent the first half of my life on you, supporting such a big family, and pulling a few sons to start a family and start a business. I am worthy of your mother." Well, I can live up to myself and the conscience of heaven and earth. In the second half of my life, I won't have a few years to live, so I just want to have fun for myself. Is this wrong?"

Tan looked at Lao Yang's hysterical look with a sneer, and shook his head.

"People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves. If you want to have fun for yourself, there is nothing wrong with that."

"But you are wrong. You put the first half of your life on me and the children. Am I a widow who married you with a few oil bottles? Are the children not your descendants? You raised Do your own children and grandchildren count as capital?"

"You kept saying that you spent half your life on me, so what about my half life? Where did it go?"

Old Yang was stunned by the question.

Yang Huaming was very annoyed, and chimed in from the sidelines: "Father, your words are too selfish. I listened to me and I feel cold for my mother, and for our brother. The good things you did to our brothers in the past are all fake. yes?"

Old Yang sighed sadly, "Why is it fake? Our father and son are flesh and blood, how can it be fake?"

"If it was fake, I wouldn't have worked so hard to pull you to grow up!"

"Father, since it's true, then it's true for you and my mother all our lives. Young couples, old partners, you two were harmonious and beautiful when you were young, why do you still hurt each other like this when you're older?"

Yang Huazhong also came forward and asked Old Yang with a sad face.

"Third brother, it's not that I want to hurt each other with your mother. I've been married for a lifetime. I'm really tired of it. I want to live a happy life for myself!"

"Master, originally I was not qualified to speak, because I am the grandson-in-law, but as a man, I have to say a few words."

Luo Fengtang, who had always been silent on such family disputes, unexpectedly spoke up for the first time.

This was so strange that Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi all looked at him together, and even Yang Ruoqing who was standing beside him was a little confused, wondering what he was expressing because of his feelings.

(End of this chapter)