Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8171 Very nervous

Changping Village.

The matter of Lao Jiang's family suddenly became the hottest topic in Changping Village, and the villagers chatted wherever they went.

There were even a lot of people who went to Lao Jiang's old house to have a look. Lao Jiang patted his old dog A Huang and reviewed what happened last night with everyone.

If he hadn't heard Ah Huang's incessant barking, he wouldn't have been awakened, maybe the thief might have moved his idea to other places after stealing the meat dishes, causing even greater losses.

All of a sudden, the loyal old dog Ahuang, who took care of the home and the nursing home, received a lot of praise.

Jiang Da's family was also terrified, if Ah Huang's cry hadn't attracted Old Jiang's head and scared the thief away, maybe their own things would have been stolen as well.

So Jiang Da went home and asked his mother-in-law to boil two eggs for Ah Huang to treat him and give him an extra meal.

And other families also went home one after another to break off a small half of miscellaneous grain noodle steamed buns from their own rations and put them in the dog's bowl, stroking the dog's head and telling the choking dog: "Our village is not peaceful. There are thieves at night, we can count on you in the front and back yards, old man!"

When Old Yang heard the news, he was extremely nervous.

why?
Because Lao Jiang's old house and Lao Yang's old house are together, the thieves have sneaked into Lao Jiang's house, is it possible that they won't sneak into Lao Yang's house?
Therefore, Old Yang didn't care about the rain, so he hurriedly asked Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui to accompany him to the old house of Old Yang's family.

I looked around the front house and the backyard. I had to go in and have a look at every house. When I came out, I closed the doors and windows tightly. When I got to the main room in the front yard, I stayed in front of the altar dedicated to the ancestors of the old Yang family for a long time.

At the same time, the old man did not forget to tell Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongqing: "Your legs and feet are sharp, you have to come to the old house often."

Yang Huazhong nodded.

Old Yangtou specifically confessed to Yang Yongqing: "There is also you, Kid Qing, you live in the backyard, and the backyard will be handed over to you!"

Yang Yongqing grinned disdainfully, "Master, just leave it to me. I have a town house in the backyard. If a thief dares to come, I promise he won't be able to eat it!"

"Don't let me catch him. When the time comes, strip him naked, tie a sign and whip him to parade through the streets, and let those old women in our village smash dogs to death with rotten eggs, hahaha..."

Yang Yongqing talked more and more vigorously, as if something had already happened.

Old Yang blushed, "It's alright, it's alright, don't blow the cowhide! What should you do, don't talk too much empty talk!"

Yang Yongqing laughed.

Soon, Mrs. Tan also came from the backyard.

She had been staying with Yang Huamei in Lao Wang's house before, and this morning she also heard about the robbery in Lao Jiang's house, so she was so frightened that she ran back to Lao Yang's old house and went straight to the east room.

Her wooden box was still left in the east room. Although the money inside had been distributed to the grandchildren of the family, there were still some small things in the box.

Besides, the thief even misses Lao Jiangtou's bowl of meat dishes, so why don't he want the box?

So Tan rushed back to the east room in a hurry, checked carefully, and found that there was nothing missing, she was relieved, she dug a hole under the bed and buried the box in, and then she was relieved.

After coming out, I met Lao Yangtou who was also worried and came to inspect.

The eyes of the old couple met together, and there was a feeling of sympathy.

It feels like you are paying attention to one thing or something, and the person you are happy with just happens to be paying attention to that thing or that thing.

Because of that thing and that incident, you two lovers of joy have met again.

At this time, the eyes of you looking at each other are a little softer, and you even have the urge to sit down and have a chat when you meet your confidant.

So, Old Yang took the initiative to say hello to Mrs. Tan, "I've just finished reading this, and I'm going to the east room in the backyard. Is our room okay?"

Tan shook her head subconsciously, "It's nothing, what can I do... Wait, what are you talking about? What is our house?"

Old Yang froze for a moment.

Tan frowned, put his hands on his hips and lowered his face, and corrected him very seriously: "The east room is my house, not ours. Ever since you were fascinated by that little fairy Yunya, you don't want this house. From that day on, the east room is mine alone, without your share!"

Old Yang's heart that had just warmed up a little was immediately poured with cold water.

"What time is it, can you stop talking about what you have?"

"What do you mean there is nothing? What I'm talking about is what you have done. The third child and the young boy are all witnesses!"

Old Yang's face became even more ugly, with his hands resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, the slightest bit of smile disappeared from his face.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong was faintly worried.

While picking his nostrils, Yang Yongqing looked back and forth between old Yangtou and Tan's body. If he picked too much, he rubbed his fingers on the instep of his feet to clear his fingers and then continued to pick. look.

"It's really hard to talk to you women, so you can't speak well? What's the point of always digging through those old accounts!" Old Yang's tone was full of condemnation.

Tan smiled angrily: "What annoys me the most is that you men are so dead!"

"It's you who did the wrong thing. It's like taking a knife and stabbing someone else. When it's over, throw the knife away. You don't even bother to say soft words. You don't allow people to heal their wounds and walk through the gate of hell before pulling away." Clothes take a look at the scar?"

"Selfish, I bah!"

Tan spat on the ground, lifted her chin and stomped towards the door of the main room. She really didn't want to stay here any longer, and didn't want to see this old man again.

When I saw him, I thought of that Yunya, and when I thought of the few months when they lived together and flew together, I felt tingled all over my body!

Old Yang pushed the wheelchair and turned around. Looking at Tan's back, he patted the wheelchair vigorously and said to Yang Huazhong and the others beside him, "Have you all seen this? Such a person will always be treated like a man. But I took the initiative to lower my head to talk to her, look at her attitude!"

Yang Huazhong laughed and said: "My mother has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, that's how she talks, and it's gone after she finishes talking."

Old Yang shook his head, "A good word will warm the winter, but a bad word hurts the cold in June."

"Everyone is a man, and a man knows a man well. The married woman doesn't want to be like her, but she just wants to know what's hot and what's cold."

"Your mother, you are indeed a good person. You have suffered a lot with me all your life, and you have never done anything wrong to me. In that regard, I can't find fault with her. On the contrary, I still owe her."

"But his temper and way of speaking are really unacceptable!"

Both Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui could only laugh and couldn't make any comments.

Yang Yongqing's nostrils were almost picked at this time, he sniffled and said in a low voice: "I don't agree with what you said, even a woman who can talk may not really know what's cold and what's hot."

(End of this chapter)