Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Old couple

Both Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan fell silent at the same time.

Old Yang even gave Tan Shi an annoyed look, as if he disliked Tan Shi's talkativeness and made trouble.

Mrs. Tan is also a sensitive person, and she was not happy to be stared at by Lao Yangtou.

"Why are you staring at me, you old man? You scold me, I scold me, what am I doing to you?"

Old Yang said: "You shouldn't have come to the door of this house, you'll be in my way if you stop there!"

"You fart, this is the home of my third son, I can stand wherever I like!" Tan said.

Then, she spat again into the room, "You are shameless, don't you have a backbone? Don't you come back here even if you die? Why are you here again? Talking like farting!"

Old Yang's face darkened and he said: "The dead old woman went to inquire about it, is it I who want to come? My house was leaking, and the third one and the others brought me here anyway! When the house is repaired, I will go back, eight carry I won’t come with all the big sedan chairs!”

Tan smiled strangely.

"Don't laugh, you're not up to date, have you reneged on your promises?" Old Yang asked back.

Mrs. Tan snorted, and patted the door frame, "I can't guarantee anything else, at least I said I wouldn't live under the same roof as you, and I definitely won't. I can still do this old lady!"

Lao Yang shook his head, "Rare!"

The old couple quarreled for a few words and broke up unhappy.

As Mrs. Tan walked forward, Old Yang headed behind and ordered Yu Xingkui loudly on purpose: "Go find some wormwood and smoke this room, it stinks to death!"

Yu Xingkui smiled awkwardly, but didn't move.

"What? My words don't work anymore?" Old Yang stared at Yu Xingkui.

Yu Xingkui's smile became more and more troubled, and he looked for help to Yang Ruoqing who was still staying in the room.

Yang Ruoqing then said to Old Yang Tou: "Master, it's not that your words are not easy to use, it's because you are living here as guests. You can do whatever you want. Uncle Xingkui doesn't even know where the wormwood is stored. Where can I get you some?"

Old Yang gave Yang Ruoqing an angry look, "You are everywhere, you are the only one who can do it!"

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "Those who are able work harder, everyone praises me so much. My father is busy repairing the embankment, and the burden of taking care of him now falls on my thin shoulders."

"Master, wormwood can only smoke flies and mosquitoes. If you want to purify the smell, you need some incense. I have many kinds of flower water. Which one do you want? I'll find it for you."

Old Yangtou is a straight steel man, he would rather smell the pungent smell of dry smoke than the scent of flowers and plants.

Immediately, he frowned and closed his mouth without saying a word.

Yang Ruoqing went on to say: "Master, my grandma is not here now, and my granddaughter doesn't hide her words anymore."

"Don't dislike my grandma. You have lived under the same roof for decades. An old couple who have had so many children suddenly dislike my grandma. It's not good."

"You know what!" Old Yang said angrily.

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. Look, where does your grandma look like a woman?"

"Master, let me take a look in a mirror for you? You don't look like a man at all!"

"Fatty you..."

"Master, don't dislike each other. It's okay for an old man to marry an old woman. Why do you have to bother?"

"Also, my grandma may move here in two days, and when you are under the same roof, even if you dislike it, you might as well adjust your mentality from now on, so as not to get used to it when you have time. "

Lao Yang's head looks like a cat whose tail has been trampled on. He patted the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands anxiously, and shouted, "What? What are you talking about? Your milk is coming too? If she comes, I will leave immediately. I will not die." Live under the same roof as her!"

"Grandpa, don't be like this, you have been sleeping under the same quilt for decades, what's going on under the same roof?"

"Don't come, do you hear me?"

Facing the furious old Yang Tou, Yang Ruoqing continued to say with a pleasant face: "Master, I just wanted to let you know, not to ask for your opinion."

Old Yang looked at Yang Ruoqing with his head down, and realized that she was not joking.

He stopped making trouble suddenly, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll go, and I'll tell your father later, I'll go!"

"Right now, my father can't take care of you. I will arrange everything at my discretion. Sir, please don't resist. Resisting is useless."

Leaving behind the angry old Yang, Yang Ruoqing took Mrs. Sun back to the main room.

"Qing'er, is it not good for you to deliberately anger your grandfather like this?" Sun asked cautiously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled disapprovingly, "What? Mother's heart is softening?"

Sun's face was full of bitterness, "He is an elder after all, and he is sitting in a wheelchair, so he can't go anywhere, sometimes it's pitiful to look at..."

"Mother, don't feel sorry for my grandfather." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Mother, go outside and look at those old men, no matter if it's Grandpa Jiang or Grandpa, they all carry the firewood on their backs, cook the meals by themselves, mend the clothes by themselves, and live by themselves..."

"It's hard to see the filial piety of our children and grandchildren during the holidays. Let's give them a little wine and food. I don't know how to be grateful."

"Even so, the old man still lives upright, down-to-earth, and always considers his children and grandchildren."

"Look at my grandfather, serving delicious food and drink, and even doing those fancy things, he really thinks he is the Supreme Emperor? At seven or eighty years old, do you still want to be a favorite concubine?"

"Besides, my grandfather's leg was not discounted by us. It was because he was too angry and paralyzed by a stroke."

"The family hired someone to take care of him. He didn't need to worry about making a living a long time ago. If he had cherished his blessings a little bit, he would have lived in peace for a long time."

"It's him who wants to make a fuss. Since he is in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing to make it difficult for our descendants, don't blame me for stabbing him."

"To stab him with words is to care about the blood and family relationship. It's our kindness that we didn't throw him out to fend for himself."

In refuting this, ten Suns tied together are not Yang Ruoqing's opponent.

Sun was speechless for a moment.

After a while, she thought of something, and asked again: "You said that your grandma would come to live here, did you intend to scare your grandfather?"

Yang Ruoqing said, "No, there is really such an arrangement."

"Why? Didn't your grandma live well in the old house?"

"Let her live here. I don't know when the rain will stop. I don't know if the river will overflow suddenly. It's more reassuring to live together."

"The embankment...isn't it being reinforced? Why is it still broken?" Sun's face turned slightly pale, a little panicked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's strengthening, but we also need to make various countermeasures and preparations, so that we can be safe."

(End of this chapter)