Old man's proposal

Old Yang hesitated for a while, and said: "This time, that time, maybe this time..."

Yang Yongqing directly waved his hand to interrupt Old Yang's words: "Master, dogs can't get rid of the habit of eating shit, and don't look at this time he didn't even bring her daughter-in-law here, it shows that his attitude is getting worse!"

"I'll put the ugly words aside, if I call him over there, I won't go to the mountains, I'll go home and sleep!"

"Boy Qing, you, you..." Lao Yang's head was bumped so that his anger surged upwards, and he pointed at Yang Yongqing with a trembling finger.

"Grandpa, don't annoy me. The matter itself is for us to help him burn incense for his grandfather. If he is sensible, he should take the initiative to come over and discuss with us. He is still waiting for us to invite him. What kind of spectacle is he?" Yang Yong Zhi also stood up, and all the words were directed at Yang Yongqing.

Old Yang's fingers hung down, feeling a little discouraged for a moment.

"Third, what do you think of this?"

A room full of people, the old man directly asked Yang Huazhong's name.

Yang Huazhong was lying on the bed, he was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing all looked at Yang Huazhong in unison. Their eyes were full of anxiety and worry. They were afraid that the good-natured third uncle would care about his face and follow his proposal.

Yang Huazhong smiled honestly, and said to old Yang Tou: "Father, I can't go to the mountain because of my legs and feet, so I have to entrust Boy Zhi and the others to kowtow for me a few more times. If they are not willing to go...hehe, that's okay." not good……"

Old Yang's head instantly understood Yang Huazhong's position, and the old man's face instantly sank.

Brother Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing looked at each other, and they both saw the color of relief in each other's eyes.

Third Uncle, this time I finally didn't make friends with each other, and became a good old man.

Seeing this scene, Yang Huaming stood up directly, "Father, if you ask me, you think too much. If you tell us to wait for him at his side, maybe everyone has already reached the mountain. Let's go up the mountain quickly!"

Old Yang didn't know what to do, so he had to wave his hands: "Now it's your world, and if I talk too much, it's annoying, go go go!"

Mrs. Tan snorted and said, "It's fine if you know it, it's just disgusting!"

The muscles on Lao Yang's face twitched violently a few times, he patted the armrest of the wheelchair vigorously, and finally swallowed the taunt from Mrs. Tan, and let Yu Xingkui push him back to the house.

Except for Yang Huazhong, the men moved up and down the mountain, carrying incense paper, firecrackers, fireworks sacrifices and so on.

At home, the daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-laws all consciously went to the kitchen in the backyard to cook after setting up the children.

Cao Bamei and Zhao Liu'er were in charge of the spoon, Jiang Guiling was in charge, and Sun Shi, Liu Shi, and Bao Suyun also assisted.

In Xiaoduo's room, Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er were accompanying Xiaoduo.

Xiaoduo woke up once before, yelling for Shui Shui in a daze, just after feeding her the water, she lay back down again.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting by the bed with a teacup in her hand, He Lian'er saw that Lingling and Jiaojiao's hair was messed up, she brought a small stool for them to sit down, and took a comb and a hair tie to braid the little sisters' hair Woolen cloth.

The two children chirped and asked a lot of questions, but He Lianer almost answered them gently and patiently.

Yang Ruoqing saw it in her eyes and was delighted in her heart.

When the two children had braided their beautiful braids, He Lian'er took a small bronze mirror for them to take pictures.

Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled, Jiaojiao shook her head from side to side to shake her little braid, and she was also beautiful by herself.

The two children ran out of the house confidently and proudly, and went to play with other children. In the house, Yang Ruoqing said to He Lian'er, "Lian'er, it's lucky that you are here, helping me take care of Duo'er, and also take care of her. Otherwise, my mother and I will not be able to take good care of the child."

He Lian'er packed up the comb and the remaining hair ties, and she just shook her head lightly in the face of Yang Ruoqing's grateful words.

"Sister, it's my duty not to speak two different languages ​​in one family."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, it's my sister, what the hell."

He Lian'er also smiled, and sat down beside Xiaoduo.

The sound of pots and pans came from the kitchen outside, and He Lian'er was a little absent-minded.

Yang Ruoqing saw her thoughts and said to her: "If you're bored here, go to the kitchen to have fun. Aunts and sister-in-laws are all here, so you can go and talk."

Yang Ruoqing could tell that He Lian'er actually wanted to blend in as a daughter-in-law on such an occasion.

But she was shy by nature and didn't have the courage.

Sure enough, He Lian'er blushed and shook her head: "I'd better stay and take care of Xiaoduo."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoduo who was sleeping deeply, "She just drank water, she shouldn't be able to wake up in half an hour. Besides, there is me, let's go, let's go to the kitchen for a peek, just in time I also want to say a few words."

Yang Ruoqing got up straight, came over and took He Lian'er's hand and went out, heading straight for the kitchen.

Although Lian'er is not married to Xiao'an yet, in the eyes of the third family members of the Yang family, Lian'er is the serious daughter-in-law of the family.

Every room in the family, including the kitchen, will be the territory of Xiaohua and her sister-in-law in the future.

Xiao Hua has been in the capital all year round, and Lian Er is at home, so this is Lian Er's territory, and it is justifiable for Lian Er to go to the kitchen in the backyard.

Furthermore, with my elder sister-in-law escorting and supporting this sister-in-law, who would dare to exclude her?
Her own personality is also pleasing, and she is not aggressive towards others, so Yang Ruoqing is still very relieved.

In the kitchen in the backyard, the women were busily working, and several younger daughters-in-law became the main venue here.

Both Cao Bamei and Zhao Liuer are actively showing off their special dishes, fried, fried, and fried. Anyway, every dish inherits the tastes of the people in Mianniu Mountain. The dishes are all red and hot. See It's alluring.

However, the smell is just unbearable.

No, just as Yang Ruoqing took He Lian'er's hand to the door of the kitchen, she saw Mrs. Tan who was sitting at the door of the kitchen sneezing hard.

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled, and said to He Lian'er: "This kitchen in our house, come in, it can cure your slight nasal congestion."

He Lian'er pursed her lips and smiled. After all this journey, she was cheered up and felt the strong support from her elder sister. He Lian'er plucked up the courage to walk into the kitchen and take the initiative to join the circle...

……

On the mountain, when the disciples of the old Yang's family arrived at the grave of little old Yangtou in a mighty way, they found that the "doggy" hadn't come over.

"Damn Xipi, is that bastard still sitting at home and waiting for us to call him?"

Yang Huaming rolled up his sleeves, spat on the ground, turned his head to look at the road down the mountain, and tried to see if there was a figure coming from behind.

Yang Yongzhi also put down the things on his shoulders, and laughed contemptuously: "Is he the emperor? Why don't you say wait for us to pick him up? Thinking too much!"

(End of this chapter)

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