Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 13

"Well, a family!" Sun's eyes suddenly turned red again, looking at Yang Ruoqing who was standing beside him, Sun raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes with the base of his palm, and asked Yang Huazhou, "Come over to this house, Is there anything else?"

Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment, and said, "I was looking at my third brother, and I almost forgot. Sister-in-law, I'm here to tell you to go to the east wing. Parents, the eldest brother, the second brother, and the fourth brother are all here, so you are the third room. already."

"But your third brother..."

"Mom, you go, Dad, I'm here to watch." Yang Ruoqing, who had been standing beside her obediently, finally interjected.

"Qing'er, you..."

"Mother, stop dawdling, hurry up, don't let the big guy wait for you, if my father wakes up later, I'll call you!" Yang Ruoqing said, pushing Sun's family to the door.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that the meeting of the old Yang family in the east wing tonight must be to discuss the follow-up matter of Yang Huazhong's broken leg.The old Yang family is not divided, and the Tan family controls the rations and money of the family. Even if the money for Yang Huazhong's medicine is given today, it is all allocated by the Tan family.

In today's matter, Sanfang is the party involved, and he must go to this family meeting.If it wasn't for her uneasy father, Yang Ruoqing would also like to go over there and listen to it. She wanted to hear how the old Yang family would deal with Yang Huazhong's injury and how to arrange for the people in the third room!

The so-called mother-daughter heart-to-heart, Yang Ruoqing watched Sun's legs pull out of the house, presumably her mother thought about it with herself.Just as he was about to go to fold the quilt for his father, he suddenly found that Yang Huazhou, who was about to reach the door of the wing, had folded it back again.

"Uncle Fifth, is there anything else?" Yang Ruoqing asked lightly.

In the memory left by the original owner in the body, the memory fragment about this young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and dark face in front of him is warm.

"Qing'er, why did you speak so quickly?" Yang Huazhou's eyes were wide open, looking at Yang Ruoqing like a searchlight, with a look of disbelief.

Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly: "I don't know why I can talk anymore, and my head doesn't seem to be as chaotic as before." While saying these words, she has gently moved Yang Huazhong's quilt and closed it again. He turned around and looked at Yang Huazhou calmly.

"Uncle Wu, Qing'er used to be confused, but I still remember that Uncle Wu was good to Qinger, picking lotus pods for Qinger in summer, and catching birds and birds for Qinger in winter. Qinger wanted to ask Uncle Wu for a favor, don't put me on the line for now. Tell the sober things, okay?"

Yang Huazhou's mouth was split in half, and he was so excited that he didn't have time to laugh when he heard half of Yang Ruoqing's words behind him, looking like a monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

"Why? It's a good thing. If your father woke up and found out, how happy would he be?" Yang Huazhou's voice became rough again when he mentioned his third brother.

God is really making fun of people, the third brother's wish for the first half of his life was to hope that this girl would get better and leave the cabinet like a normal girl in the future. Now, the girl is sober, but the third brother himself...

"Uncle Fifth, in short, you can do as I say. When my father wakes up, I will tell him myself."

"Okay, fifth uncle depends on you."

"Ok!"

"Qing'er, since you're awake, then go to the east wing and listen to it. The third brother is broken, and the third sister-in-law is notoriously honest. You go to the audition and help your mother make up your mind. The third brother is here for me. Come on guard, you go!"

"it is good!"

Yang Ruoqing had this intention, glanced at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed, gritted her teeth, turned around and walked out of the room like a gust of wind.

In the east wing, the room where Lao Yangtou and Mrs Tan rested.

When Yang Ruoqing opened the door and came in, she saw the men of the old Yang family at a glance. Except for a few ignorant cousins ​​and Yang Huazhou who stayed in the opposite west wing to take care of Yang Huazhong, almost all of them were there.

Old Yangtou and his three sons were sitting on the four sides of the Eight Immortals Table. Old Yangtou sat on the main seat with a dry tobacco stick in his mouth. The hole of the chimney came out, and it curled up, covering his old face with an unidentified expression.

Starting from the lower left of the old Yang's head, there are Yang Hua'an, the eldest of the Yang family, Yang Hualin, the second child, and Yang Huaming, the fourth child of the Yang family, who is sitting opposite the uncle Yang Huaan.

The four cousins ​​of the big room, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing all stood with their hands down behind the uncle Yang Huaan.

On the bed not far away, Mr. Tan had a black turban around his head, half leaning on the bed, looking weak.Sitting on the edge of the bed was a young woman who was pregnant. She was dark and thin, her burlap clothes were patched, and she was holding a tea bowl in her hand. She was drinking tea with the waiter Tan.

Yang Ruoqing glanced around after entering the door, and finally saw her mother at the corner of the wall, only to see Sun's head bowed, sitting on a bench next to Jin's shoulders, still sobbing faintly .

The sound of Yang Ruoqing's footsteps entering the door alarmed the old Yang family in the room, and several eyes swept towards this side. When they saw that the person was Yang Ruoqing, most of them frowned in disgust, and then indifferently retracted their gazes to figure out what was on their minds. .

"You fool who don't sleep at night, why are you wandering around in the dark? You came from this house? Get out!"

Just now, Mr. Tan, who was still weak, suddenly sat up straight and cursed at the door.

Yang Ruoqing stood there, staring blankly at Mrs. Tan on the bed, grinning, looking frightened.

"Mother, don't scold me, I asked Qing'er to come here. She's afraid of the dark lights over there!"

Sun shi, who had been hiding in the shadows in the corner with his head down, got up hurriedly, came over here, and protected Yang Ruoqing behind him.

"You are so used to the uninformed god of plague. The third child of my family was killed by you two mothers and daughters who have black hearts! What kind of evil did the old Yang family do, and spread the evil spirits of your pair..." Tan Shi Yue The more angry he was, he grabbed something and wanted to smash it towards the door.

Seeing that what he was holding in his hand was an earthenware bowl for drinking tea, he put it back, leaned over and grabbed the shoe on the ground in front of the bed, raised his hand and threw it here.

Looking at the flying shoes, Sun shi exclaimed, and his face instantly turned pale.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and was about to push Sun Shi away, when Sun Shi who was standing in front of her suddenly turned around, leaned over, and hugged herself tightly.

"Oh!"

The shoe hit Sun's back with a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground again.

Yang Ruoqing felt Sun's tears falling down on her neck, and the fingers hanging by her side clenched into fists subconsciously. the crisp sound.

"When such a big thing happened at home, why are you still in the mood to make a fuss? Are you making enough noise? Come and sit down for me!"

Old Yang had a dark face, and two sharp rays of light shot out from the tiger's eyes, and glared at Sun Shi and Yang Ruoqing.

(End of this chapter)