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Yang nodded, "Yes, yes, he is mine..."

The old Wang interrupted Yang's words with a dark face, "It's your family, so it's easy to handle, you don't know how to teach others, old man, let me teach you for you!"

As soon as the words fell, the old Wang raised his big slap that had been picking up dung all his life, and slapped Da Zhou's pretty face in front of him.

Da Zhou, who looked tall and strong at first, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground after being slapped.

His hands just reached the lump that was scattered in the dustpan.

Da Zhou raised his hands to look under the sun, his handsome face was twisted into a ball, and he let out a howl of ghosts and wolves: "You old man, I will fight with you..."

He got up from the ground, waved his fists, and raised his long legs to kick the old Wang's head.

One is nearly 20 years old, and the other is a young man who is less than [-] years old.

There is a saying that fists are afraid of young people, but the old Wang was clever, picked up the dung fork on the ground and swung it at Da Zhou who was rushing towards him. As a result, Da Zhou was defeated and ran all over the ground with his head in his hands.

Yang exclaimed and rushed forward, trying to persuade and stop him.

The old Wangtou was beating and scolding, and he didn't buy Yang's account at all.

The old man repeated a few words in his mouth: "The adults at home can't teach others, outsiders will help you teach, you son of a bitch, if you dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me, when I come out to mess around, you're still your mother!" in the egg sack!"

Yang Shi didn't know what to do, she stomped her feet anxiously, tears came out.

Da Zhou is not her own son, but the son of her sister-in-law's sister-in-law. The sister-in-law and his wife love this son as if they hurt their own eyeballs. If they are handed over to her, if they are broken by someone, how can they explain to the sister-in-law ?
But Mrs. Yang herself couldn't help her nephew, and in her panic, she forgot that Yang Ruoqing was still by her side.

It was Yang Ruoqing who came forward to inquire about the situation, "Auntie, is this young man the big nephew you want to bring to see me?"

Mrs. Yang finally regained her composure, nodded again and again, and said incoherently in a hurry: "It's him, it's him, my aunt's family is just such a precious son, there can't be any mistakes, Qing'er, please help me persuade me quickly." !"

It really is!
Yang Ruoqing then came forward and said to the old Wangtou: "Uncle Wang, you have been beaten and scolded all the time, so calm down and tell me what happened!"

Maybe it was because he was tired from the beating, or maybe he was trying to show Yang Ruoqing's face, the old Wangtou stopped attacking, stood there and leaned the dung fork on the ground like a cane, and said out of breath, "This bastard is pretending to be a wolf with a big tail. My dustpan stinks, I kicked my dustpan!"

Hearing what the old Wang said, Yang Ruoqing turned her questioning gaze to Yang's nephew Dazhou: "Is what Uncle Wang said right? Did you kick the old man's dustpan?"

Dazhou was beaten so badly by Old Wang with a dung fork that he couldn't lift his head up. Now that someone came to rescue him, his youthful arrogance came out again.

He straightened his neck, tilted his nose and raised his eyes, and said arrogantly: "Yes, I kicked it, so what?"

On the side, Yang frowned secretly, reminding Da Zhou in a low voice: "Speak well."

Dazhou didn't accept his aunt Yang's affection, and hummed in his nostrils.

Seeing Da Zhou's appearance, Yang Ruoqing just smiled, and then asked him, "Then tell me, why do you want to kick someone's dustpan?"

Dazhou said: "I am here to bask in the sun, but that old thing insists on running up to me and squatting in the limelight. I tell him to go away, but he doesn't, and puts the dustpan aside on purpose to disgust me on purpose. , I don’t blame it if I don’t kick it!”

Hearing Da Zhou's words, the old Wangtou also blushed with anger, rolled up his sleeves and said loudly: "You bastard who has a mother but not a mother, I can't stop if I pick up a piece of shit over there? Which onion are you? You go to Changping Village to find out, who doesn’t know that these shit and cow shit are reserved by me!”

Yang Ruoqing was afraid that Old Wangtou would pick up that weak dung fork again, so she hurriedly said to Old Wangtou: "Uncle Wang, you are hurting yourself, take it easy."

The old Wang was so angry that he gasped and gasped, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "You have seen it too, this kid's eyes are on the top of his head, he has no education!"

"You are uneducated, you rely on the old to sell the old!" Da Zhou refused to admit defeat and turned to the old Wang.

"You son of a bitch, say it again, I don't want to beat you to death with this dung fork!"

Old Wangtou picked up his dung fork again and chased after Da Zhou. This time, Da Zhou took precautions, turned around and ran to the side of the road, shouting as he ran, "Come on old man, come and chase after young master!"

The old Wang chased after a few steps, but his foot strength was finally defeated by the young man.

"You bastard, I will stay here for now, you dare to come back and break your leg!"

"..."

Here, seeing this situation, Mrs. Yang is really helpless.

She came to Yang Ruoqing in a panic, "Qing'er, you should think of a way..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said unhurriedly to Yang Shi: "Gu, you are Da Zhou's aunt who watched him grow up, and he and I are strangers, it's up to you to think about it!"

Yang was stunned for a moment, "I'm talking...the old Wang will not listen, he will buy what you say."

Yang Ruoqing shrugged her shoulders, "Uncle Wang bought my account, but your big nephew doesn't buy my account. Look, my mediation is only halfway through, and he messed it up again. I will try my best!"

Yang stomped her feet anxiously, and then turned to look at the other side of the road. Da Zhou had already run a long way, but he didn't leave, just wandering there.

And the old Wangtou was still standing in the middle of the road with a dung fork, as if one man was in charge of the gate and ten thousand men were not allowed to open it.

"What's the matter? What's the matter! If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't bring him here. This kid is almost 20 years old, why is he so ignorant!"

Mrs. Yang was so anxious that she turned around in circles, but she had no choice but to go to the old Wangtou again and beg him to apologize and say good things.

However, this old Wangtou is stubborn, he will not follow Yang's way of life and death, and has to wait until Da Zhou returns.

Yang Shi almost knelt down and kowtowed to the old Wangtou, and even grandpa yelled, but the old Wangtou just ignored him.

Not far away, Yang Ruoqing looked at this scene with her arms crossed and smiled, and she was very grateful to Cheng Yaojin, the old Wangtou, who came out halfway.

Old Wangtou directly helped her drive Da Zhou away, saving her from running away herself.

"Auntie, I can't waste my time here. The children in the room should wake up. You can bring Dazhou to see me after you finish it here!"

Yang Ruoqing had seen enough good shows, she didn't want to stay longer, the place really stinks, there are lumps in the dustpan all over the floor.

"Qing'er, you can't leave, what can I do if you leave?" Yang Shi ran over and begged Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing was full of embarrassment, "Auntie, it's your nephew who broke into this disaster, it has nothing to do with me, my family is busy with everything, bring someone to see me before noon, and don't take it after noon, I want a lunch break!"

(End of this chapter)