Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 16

After Old Yangtou finished speaking, Yang Ruoqing clearly felt Sun's fingers flicker, and the quiet heart just now seemed to be pulled up a bit again in an instant.

She knew that the Sun family still had the last glimmer of hope, and hoped that the fourth Yang Huaming, who had received the kindness of Yang Huazhong before, could stand up and say a word to the third room at this time!

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help holding her breath, and quietly raised her head to look at the fourth uncle, Yang Huaming, who had no sense of existence on the table.

Yang Huaming, the fourth oldest of the Yang family, was burying his head, pulling the reed and chicken feathers stuck to his body one by one out of his clothes and throwing them on the ground.

Suddenly hearing Lao Yang nod his name, Yang Huaming twitched the corner of his mouth secretly, sat up straight and raised his head.

A face that was better than other men in the Old Yang family stood out under the lamp.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised, the men of the old Yang family all inherited the burly, sturdy, dark and sturdy nature of a farmer, but the fourth uncle, Yang Huaming, was born with red lips and white teeth. Given his temperament, he is really a standard handsome man!

I saw him raising his hand to brush the last chicken feather off his shoulders, and then he said with a smile: "Dad, the third brother has never mentioned about those rotten sesame seeds and rotten millet, you are still old. It was translated and said, is it interesting?"

"You can't forget your roots, I'm afraid that you won't learn if you're good!" Old Yang said with a sullen face, and glared at the second child on the table, Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin looked at his nose and his heart and pretended not to hear.

The old man snorted twice in his nostrils, and his eyes fell on the fourth Yang Huaming again: "The big room and the second room have already said, it's your fourth room's turn to make a statement! Say whatever you want, don't hide it! "

Yang Huaming scratched his head, with a bitter look on his face: "Dad, about the third brother, don't ask me. I really feel sorry for my third brother, but I can't cure the leg. I really don't know what to say."

Old Yangtou's eyes widened, and the dry tobacco stick in his hand slammed against the corner of the table: "Just say whatever you need to say, be quick!"

Yang Huaming sighed dejectedly, turned his head and glanced at the big-bellied daughter-in-law standing beside the bed, and said, "Liu's mother-in-law is not up to par, she gave birth to two girls in a row before, if the son is better this time, I should still Girl, we have to continue to have children, if there is no son, then there will be no future?"

"I asked you to come here to ask about your third brother. I'll leave you to talk about the birth of a baby!" Lao Yangtou roared impatiently.

Yang Huaming shrank his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Dad, don't be impatient, I'm not talking about it. Dad, look, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, no descendant is the greatest, the three brothers have sons and daughters, just number them. I don’t have four bedrooms, and when I grow old, no one will take care of them. I don’t know how to look forward to the year of the monkey. If there are too many girls, they can’t let them starve to death, right? The excrement and urine can't be wiped clean, the third brother... brother, I have long arms and short sleeves, and I can't help it if I can't help it!"

Old Yang was so angry that his face suddenly turned green, and a puff of cigarette choked in his throat, so hot that he coughed violently, almost coughing out his heart, liver and lungs.

"Father, are you alright?"

"Father, how are you?"

"Master, have a cup of tea..."

There was chaos at the table of the Eight Immortals, and Yang Huaan and his brothers all gathered around Old Yangtou, rubbing their chests and patting their backs, showing the demeanor of a filial son and a worthy grandson.

In the corner, Sun's thin body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the cold sweat oozing from his palms had already soaked Yang Ruoqing's fingers.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the Sun family a little worriedly, the last glimmer of hope was dashed, and her mother seemed to be on the verge of collapse.The big room's attitude is ambiguous, the fourth room is to shirk and cry poor, the second room is to stand up and directly refute, even if the head of the old Yang is the head of the family, and finally stands up and fights against all the opinions for Yang Huazhong's leg, I am afraid that from now on, the old Yang family will have no peace. day.

Besides, Yang Ruoqing looked at the momentum, and also put a big question mark on the courage and determination of the old Yangtou.

Sure enough, after coughing for a while, Lao Yang finally stopped, his breathing was still a little uneven, but he raised his hand and waved to the crowd, his voice showing a bit of exhaustion: "It's getting late, everyone is gone. Well, your mother and I are tired too!"

"Father, mother, then you two elders should rest early, we... let's go first, we have to go to the ground tomorrow morning." The eldest Yang Huaan's blessed body leaned slightly, said respectfully, and then turned around Went with four sons.

Walking to the door of the wing room, Yang Huaan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he glanced gloomily at the stunned Jin Shi who was still sitting in the corner, "Don't be embarrassed by that, don't hurry up with me. Walk?"

Jin shivered, shrank his shoulders and stood up, followed behind Yang Huaan out of the east wing.

In the back, Yang Hualin from the second room left the east wing with oil on the soles of his feet as early as Yang Huaan stared at Jin.

Yang Huaming, who was secretly relieved, raised his feet and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He turned to Mrs Sun who had also stood up in the corner and said, "Sister-in-law three, Mrs. Liu and I live in the wing next to my parents. The house between you and the third brother is just opposite. If the third brother wakes up at night and needs to call me, sister-in-law, you can just squeak. I sleep lightly and wake up when I call. Family, don't be polite to me. ,what?"

Sun shi looked up at Yang Huaming, bit his lip, and nodded lightly.And Yang Ruoqing didn't bother to look at Yang Huaming!

Compared with the real villain of the second uncle Yang Hualin, the hypocritical concern of the fourth uncle Yang Huaming is even more annoying.

After Yang Huaming took Liu Shi and left, Sun Shi took Yang Ruoqing's hand and was about to leave. At this moment, the old Yangtou suddenly stopped Sun Shi.

"Old third daughter-in-law, you stay, your mother and I have something to tell you!" Old Yangtou had already got up from the table of the Eight Immortals and moved to the bed, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, smoking a dry cigarette.

Yang Ruoqing understood, she was talking, not adding up.

Could it be that, regarding Yang Huazhong's treatment of his legs, before calling the sons of the Lao Yang family over to ask questions, Lao Yang Tou and Mrs Tan had already reached a consensus and had an idea?

That's the big battle just now, this old Yangtou... Jiang is still old and hot!

After being stopped by her father-in-law and her mother-in-law, no matter how sad she was in her heart, Mrs. Sun still bit her head and gave a light "um", took Yang Ruoqing, moved to the bed, lowered her head and waited for the old Yang's head to "speak".

Lao Yang pulled out the dry tobacco stick in his mouth, knocked lightly on the wooden stop at the corner of the bed a few times, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the third daughter-in-law standing in front of him, but his eyes finally fell on Yang Ruoqing, who was next to Loss and on the body, took a few glances.

(End of this chapter)