Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7707
Old Yang's earnest analysis made sense, and Yang Huazhou suppressed his violent emotions.

If things get worse and worse, even if Yang Huasheng is trampled to death, it is not a difficult task for the old Yang family today.

But the karma brought about by these things may fall on the deceased uncle.

Uncle has been kind to others all his life, let him rest in peace!

Seeing that the father and son on the table had reached an agreement, Yang Ruoqing put the key on the table, "Master, then this key will return to its original owner."

Old Yang nodded his head, then turned to tell Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, your third brother has a bad leg, go and release him tomorrow."

Yang Huaming accepted the job and grabbed the key in his hand.

Yang Huazhou said: "Before he is released, I have to go and discipline him! Fourth brother, I will go after drinking later!"

Yang Huaming hesitated a little, fearing that Yang Huazhou would beat Yang Huasheng with the strength of wine.

He didn't feel sorry for Yang Huasheng, he was worried that something might go wrong if he missed a shot, and he would have to mess up his plan again.

Yang Huazhou saw Yang Huaming's concerns, and assured him, "Don't worry, I'm not a stunned young man. Since everyone has discussed it, I will definitely not let my temper go."

"I went over and scolded him, for my uncle."

Yang Huaming was still a little hesitant, and turned to Yang Huazhong inquiringly: "Third Brother, look at this..."

Yang Huazhong kept thinking, "Fourth, you go with the fifth, and give me a few words for Yang Huasheng!"

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That night, after drinking, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou brothers took old Yangtou back to the guest room, and the two brothers went together to the lonely small house in the south of the village where Yang Huasheng and his son were temporarily detained.

At dawn the next day, Yang Huasheng and his son were released and quietly returned to their home.

I don't know how Yang Huazhou scolded Yang Huasheng and his son, and I don't know what Yang Huazhong asked them to pass on to the father and son. In short, the father and son became very honest after returning home, and stayed in the house for the next two days Don't show up.

His mother-in-law went to work in the vegetable garden and wash in the pond. When the gossiping women in the village asked her about the situation of Yang Huasheng and his son, she only said that they had released them.

Some good-natured people still want to instigate a few words, this woman seems to have learned a lot, and she no longer cries and complains to everyone that Lao Yang's family is bullying like a few days ago.

This time, she didn't say anything, just kept her head down on her work, and left when she was done.

"Either they were warned, or they were bought off." The good-for-nothings came to such a conclusion.

"Buying? That's impossible. Is it worthwhile for the old Yang family to buy Yang Huasheng's dilapidated house?" Someone questioned this.

"That's a warning. This room is honest and doesn't dare to make trouble."

"What's the trouble? It's reasonable for them to steal someone's coffin as soon as they die?"

"I don't have the face to make trouble, and I can't stand up for reason. If anyone speaks for Yang Huasheng's family, the person who speaks will have a problem with his character..."

Public opinion finally turned to the old Yang's family. After this incident, Yang Huasheng's family became completely honest in the village.

And with the old Yang's family, they have gradually cut off human relations. Although they have the same surname Yang, they are basically no different from passers-by.

Of course, all this is for later.

Early the next morning, as soon as old Yangtou woke up, Yu Xingkui pushed him to the little old Yangtou's house.

The old man wanted to go and see Yang Yongbai, but he didn't sleep well last night, and he turned over and over again about Yang Yongbai's child who was taken away and remarried.

Although, Lao Yangtou, the great-grandfather, could neither call the child's name nor recall the child's face, he only vaguely remembered that the child should be five or six years old, and he really didn't remember anything else.

But this does not affect the old man's eager heart to protect the calf.

When Yu Xingkui pushed the old Yangtou to the gate of the courtyard of the little old Yangtou's house in a hurry, he just saw Yang Yongbai coming out of it, with a bundle on his shoulder.

He lowered his head, just locked the door of the main room, hid the key on the lintel, and just turned around when he met the angry eyes of the old man behind him.

"What are you doing? Are you going to run again?" The sun has not risen yet, looking at the sky today, it should be a sunny day in autumn.

However, there was a dark cloud covering the old man's head, and green lightning flashed faintly in the cloud.

"Grandpa, I, I..."

"What's in your package?" Old Yang asked sharply, looking directly at the package roll on Yang Yongbai's shoulder.

"It's nothing, just two old clothes..."

"Give me the package!"

The old man held out his hand.

Yang Yongbai hesitated a little.

The old man in the wheelchair leaned forward suddenly, tore off Yang Yongbai's bundle and shook it violently.

An old piece of clothing fell out of it, as well as a tobacco pole that was broken in two.

Old Yang stared at the two piles on the ground and was stunned.

"Is this... from your Gagong?" He asked.

Yang Yongbai hurriedly squatted down to pick up the clothes and the tobacco pole, patted off the dust on the clothes vigorously, wrapped the tobacco pole tightly with the clothes, wrapped it again with the bundle roll, and hugged it carefully in his arms.

Looking at his series of actions, Lao Yang was very astonished, and the dark cloud above his head also quietly dispersed.

Before, he thought that Yang Yongbai was sneaking away with a bundle roll, but he found the coffin book that his uncle hid somewhere!
The moment he shook off the bundle earlier, the old man even panicked, for fear that something valuable would fall out of it, and that Yongbai would be the second Yang Huasheng.

Fortunately, Yongbai is not.

"Yongbai, are you leaving?"

Old Yang's tone softened a bit, his eyes were full of surprise and reluctance.

Yang Yongbai squatted on the ground, holding the bundle tightly with his arms, and nodded slightly.

"Where are you going?" the old man asked again.

The daughter-in-law remarried with her children, and her business has failed. Where can she go?

Yang Yongbai shook his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know either, let's go out and try our luck."

"You go out, what are you going to do with your Gagong's relic?"

"Keep it in mind."

"Hey!"

Old Yang let out a long sigh.

He pushed the wheelchair and slowly came to Yang Yongbai, leaned forward and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Yang Yongbai's head.

"Silly boy, there's a radish and a hole outside, it's not as easy to break through as you think."

Yang Yongbai buried his head in his knees and remained silent.

"Last night, I discussed with your uncles. Later, everyone will collect some money, and you can return it to the businessman who helped you repay the usury."

"Let's return the money to others, baby, we must take it back, it is the blood of our old Yang family, how can we give it to others?"

Yang Yongbai looked up in astonishment, and saw the determination in Old Yang's eyes.

Yang Yongbai's heart was moved, and shame flooded into his eyes, turning into moist water vapor.

He inhaled hard through his nose: "Master, that's not a small sum, it's very profitable, it's worth tens of taels of silver..."

(End of this chapter)