Splendid peasant girl busy farming

7681 - Old Man's Transformation

Ye Fang jumped out of the carriage when he received the whistle from the driver behind him, and walked around to the back of the carriage to check the wheels.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou also wanted to get out of the car to check, but were stopped by Ye Yi.

"Sanbo and father-in-law don't need to get out of the car, just wait for me in the car."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou had to stay in the carriage temporarily, waiting for Ye Yi's inspection at any time.

After Ye got out of the car, he seemed to be squatting next to the car and buried his head in checking the wheels, but in fact, he let out the senses of his facial features infinitely...

After a while, the carriage behind also came, and the driver was Xiaoan.

After receiving Ye Yi's light message, Xiao An found a pothole in the road in time, carefully avoided it, and then slowly parked the carriage next to Ye Yi's carriage.

In the carriage, Father Xiaojie and Chang Gen, who were dozing off at first, also opened their eyes, lifted the curtain of the carriage to look outside.

Xiao An said: "Uncle, Uncle Chang Gen, you don't need to get out of the car, I'll go see what's going on with Ye Yi."

After Xiaoan got out of the car, she glanced around vigilantly, and then quietly pressed the knife on her waist with one hand, and walked towards Yeyi calmly...

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Yang Ruoqing woke up very early and found that it was raining outside.

The seat next to her was already empty, and the sound of walking could be heard outside the house. It should be Mrs. Sun cleaning the porch, wiping the dead leaves that were rolled onto the window sill by the rain.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the hourglass on the table, it was still early, and the fourth and fifth aunts hadn't come over to cook yet.

She put on her clothes and went outside. At this time, Mrs. Sun had finished tidying up the porch, and was opening the oil-paper umbrella, picking up the bamboo basket and preparing to go to the vegetable garden.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming out with sleepy eyes, Sun smiled, "It's still early, sleep a little longer?"

Yang Ruoqing yawned and shook her head, "Mom, do you still go to the vegetable garden when it's raining? The road is muddy, so don't go, just pick and order vegetables in the backyard."

Sun said: "I can't make do with it. There are a lot of people eating in the morning. I cooked two boiled eggs for you. You should eat it first."

Yang Ruoqing knew she couldn't stop Mrs. Sun, so she had to let her go.

As soon as Mrs. Sun walked to the door, she met Lao Yangtou and Yu Xingkui face to face.

"Third daughter-in-law, your eldest nephew asked me to give you this money. It's the food money for everyone these days."

Old Yang called to Mrs. Sun to stop, and threw a piece of silver over.

When I saw the silver, it was nearly three taels.

It's okay to use it to buy food.

"Father, don't worry." Sun said.

For my uncle's funeral, the small kitchen in his own small courtyard couldn't bear the food and drink problems of a dozen or twenty people.

Since last night, everyone has been coming to her house for dinner.

"Why can't you be in a hurry? Once your uncle falls, the funeral has to be rushed, and everyone who does it has to eat and drink,"

"Among the daughters-in-law of this generation in the family, you are the most reliable."

"You keep the money, take care of it, and help clear up the rear area. Your uncle will be grateful to you if he lives in heaven."

Old Yang talked to Mrs. Sun calmly, and at the same time said: "It's not because of special affection and character, and it's impossible to lend the stove at home to other families to organize funerals."

"Third daughter-in-law, you have done a good job on this point, and I thank you on behalf of your uncle."

"Father, no need, this is what I should do..." Mrs. Sun hurriedly waved her hands.

What her father-in-law said made her feel like she was in a dream. She had been in Lao Yang's house for more than 30 years, and it was the first time she heard such words. She was so flattered that she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

"Okay, you take the money and take them to prepare the meals so that everyone can eat well."

"At that time, if there is surplus or not enough, we will refund more and make up for less."

"You are a magnanimous elder, and their young couple are also sensible people. When the funeral is over smoothly, they will naturally come to thank you face to face."

Mrs. Sun understood who the "young couple" Lao Yang was talking about was the grandson and granddaughter-in-law of the uncle's family.

These three taels of silver were also entrusted by the couple to Lao Yang.

Mrs. Sun nodded meekly, "Okay, I'll ask Qing'er and the others to write down everything I ate and bought later."

When Old Yang heard the words, he twitched the corners of his mouth, as if a little disdainful.

"You're from the third family, so you can go and prepare meals boldly, who doesn't know what kind of character you are?"

"What's more, with your family's current conditions, who would believe that you want to pay for the three taels of food? You don't need to keep accounts, this matter is about trust!"

Old Yang's words were strict and righteous, as if Sun's keeping accounts was out of order.

Sun smiled and didn't argue much about this matter.

"Father, you haven't closed your eyes all night, have you? I'll go and boil a pot of hot water for you, so you can wash up and go to sleep?"

Mrs. Sun looked at the dark circles under the eyes of Old Yang, and asked with concern.

Lao Yang shook his head, and said to Sun: "You don't need to work hard, I will wash my cold face later."

"Father, you haven't slept all night, you're getting old again, or..."

"I have my own sense of proportion. Besides, your uncle will die this time. I won't miss a night or two. You can go about your business."

Just like that, Lao Yang asked Yu Xingkui to push him back to his room.

"Xingkui, bring me a basin of cold water and make me a bowl of tea."

"Remember, grab a handful of tea leaves, the thicker the better, I want to refresh myself."

Yu Xingkui hesitated for a while, and persuaded: "Uncle, last time you had a stomachache, Uncle Fu and the others said that you should not drink too strong tea, it hurts the spleen and stomach."

Old Yang's previous patience was all given to Mrs. Sun, so facing Yu Xingkui's persuasion now, the old man was a little irritable.

"I want to refresh myself, don't try to persuade me, give me a soak!"

Just drink it once, and it won't hurt much.

Yu Xingkui had no choice but to make strong tea for Lao Yangtou.

In order to neutralize it properly, at least not so bitter, Yu Xingkui added a few pieces of rock sugar to the tea.

When he brought the tea, Lao Yang leaned his head on the wheelchair and fell asleep with his head up and his mouth open.

And snored.

Yu Xingkui couldn't bear to wake up Old Yangtou, so he put the tea aside and went to fetch a coat for Old Yangtou.

Just as he put his coat on Old Yang's chest, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Old Yang asked suddenly.

"I just closed my eyes, less than a bowl of tea." Yu Xingkui said.

"Tea? Tea? Where's my refreshing tea?" Lao Yang sat up straight, looked around, and asked again.

Yu Xingkui quickly brought over the tea: "Uncle, the tea is here."

Old Yang drank his tea, wiped his face with cold water, and forcibly cheered up his head.

"Let's go, let's go over there."

Yu Xingkui responded, and hurried over to push Lao Yang out of the house.

Although old Uncle Yang was a little harsh on his own children and grandchildren, Yu Xingkui could see his feelings for his younger brother from the beginning to the end.

It's not surprising that as a younger brother, he is also tolerant of his elder brother in every possible way.

In this world, it is really not easy for brotherhood to be so good.

(End of this chapter)