Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7708

Old Yang raised his hand to stop Yang Yongbai's next words, the old man's tone was unusually firm: "No matter how much money is, it can't compare with our family's flesh and blood, children are priceless treasures!"

"As for the money you owe to your uncles, after you bring the children back, you will pay them back slowly."

"It's all from my own family, and the bones and tendons are broken. If we don't help you at this time, who will help you?"

The corners of Yang Yongbai's eyes were red, and he was a little choked up.

Old Yang patted his shoulder, "Okay, get up first, it doesn't matter if you go the wrong way, the important thing is to remember to turn back in time."

Yang Yongbai squatted on the ground for too long, his legs were weak and dizzy when he got up, but fortunately, Yu Xingkui who was beside him quickly came up to support him.

"Thank you."

Yang Yongbai whispered to Yu Xingkui.

Yu Xingkui smiled, "You're welcome."

Old Yang looked around the yard, and found that the yard had been tidied up, and the crumbling things from the funeral two days ago had been tidied up and placed against the corners.

"This yard...you cleaned it?" He asked Yang Yongbai.

Yang Yongbai nodded, "I couldn't sleep last night, and remembered how kind Gagong was to me, so I got up and cleaned up the inside and outside of the house."

Old Yang's face was full of astonishment, and after half the salary, the astonishment in his eyes gradually turned into relief.

"Okay, okay, it's not in vain for your father to dote on you."

"Okay, since everything has been arranged, then don't stick to it, and put the things back in the house!" The old man ordered again.

Yang Yongbai nodded, turned around and took out the key from under the lintel, opened the door of the main room, came over to replace Yu Xingkui, and personally pushed Old Yang into the main room.

After wandering around in the main room and the side room where the little old Yangtou next door slept, Lao Yangtou nodded secretly.

He turned his head and said to Yang Yongbai who was standing behind him: "It was a mess before, and everyone was exhausted, so we didn't bother to clean it up."

"The couple Yongsong and Yanping ran back to their mother's house after finishing the funeral. It's outrageous!"

"It's fine if you come back, at least I can tidy up this room to look like it used to. It's a pity that the bed is empty, and your uncle... is gone."

The old man turned his face away, raised his big rough palm to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

"Master, don't cry." Yang Yongbai didn't know how to comfort him.

"I've been living here for a while, even if Gagong is gone, I'll stay here to warm the house." Yang Yongbai said again.

"I'm living here. Grandpa comes here to visit, and he can still come in and drink a bowl of tea like before."

Hearing this, Old Yangtou finally showed a gratified smile on his face.

He grabbed Yang Yongbai's hand and patted it hard, "Okay, okay!"

Yu Xingkui's words reached the ears of Yu Xingkui next to him, he hesitated to speak.

But the father and father were immersed in the atmosphere of touching each other and themselves, and neither of them paid attention to Yu Xingkui's strange look.

Yu Xingkui hesitated for a while, but finally swallowed that sentence, and said it to old Berna Yang when he found a chance later, at this moment, he couldn't bear to break this good atmosphere.

Leaving Yang Yongbai in the yard here, Old Yang was pushed away by Yu Xingkui.

But the old man didn't go directly to Yang Huazhong's house, but asked Yu Xingkui to go to Lao Jiang's house by detour.

"I have to go and see how old Jiangtou is doing. Hey, at my age, there will be one less old man who can talk if he leaves!"

On the way to visit Lao Jiangtou, Lao Yangtou and Yu Xingkui sighed.

Yu Xingkui smiled and said, "Old Uncle Yang, what are you talking about? You are so talkative, you can talk to anyone."

Old Yang waved his hand: "It's not the same thing."

Yu Xingkui was confused.

Old Yang went on to say: "At our age, I like nostalgia, and I always want to find someone to talk about those things when I was young."

"If you're looking for people your age, you can't talk about it together, because you've only heard about it, and you haven't personally participated in those things."

"My brother, and old Jiangtou, there used to be old Chentou..."

Yu Xingkui listened with a smile, and echoed softly from time to time.

Old Yang said, "Look, when I tell you this, you agree with me, and I talk to my old buddies, and we can have a lively discussion. This is the difference. Do you understand now?"

Yu Xingkui smiled helplessly, "Understood, I'm superficial, then I'll hurry up and send you to see old Uncle Jiang earlier."

Jiang Da and his wife built a chicken coop in the yard, and when they heard Lao Yangtou's intention, Jiang Da hurried over to accompany Lao Yangtou into the house.

Old Yang asked Jiang Da: "How is your father's illness these days?"

Jiang Da rubbed his hands with a simple and honest face and said with a smile: "Thank you for thinking about it. Thanks to you, my father has eaten the red ginseng sent by you, Old Uncle Yang, and his energy has improved a lot. It is also gradually recovering."

Old Yang showed a sincere smile on his face, "That's good, that's good!"

While speaking, several people entered Lao Jiangtou's room, the room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and there was also a unique smell of the elderly.

The smell is called "coffin board smell", as the farmers say, mixed with a smell of aging and decay.

Unlike the nai fragrance on a child's body, the delicate fragrance on a girl's body, the body odor of each age group is different.

Old Yangtou's body and the house also had that smell, but that was when the old man lived in the small house at the entrance of the village.

Later, he moved to Yang Huazhong's house, and Mrs. Sun took care of everything closely. The house was kept clean and tidy, and the clothes on the old man's body were washed with soap over and over again.

Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui often work together to take a big bath for the old man, so although the old man is old, he cleans up very energetically.

Among the 60-year-old old men and women in the village, Lao Yangtou can be described as a "little freshman".

Therefore, Lao Yangtou, who was used to living a comfortable life, frowned upon entering Lao Jiangtou's room due to the strange smell.

"Jiang Da, you are the eldest son, how dedicated you are to serving your father!"

Lao Yangtou immediately lowered his face and told Jiang Da.

Jiang Da was also embarrassed for a moment, rubbed his hands and said: "I usually tidy up well, but I'm a little busy these days, so I neglected it, and I will tidy up later."

Lao Yangtou temporarily let Jiang Da go, and came to Lao Jiangtou's bedside.

Old Jiangtou was still sleeping, and when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes in a daze, and seeing that it was Old Yangtou, Old Jiangtou was very happy, and sat up with his support on the bed.

Jiang Da hurriedly picked up a crumpled old clothes piled at the foot of the bed and covered Old Jiangtou's body.

The clothes also had a strange smell, and some dirt remained on them.

Old Jiangtou didn't feel anything, and ordered Jiang Da to make tea for Lao Yangtou and Yu Xingkui quickly.

Old Yang called to Jiang Da: "Don't make the tea, we drank it."

(End of this chapter)