Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 53 Yang Huazhong doesn't want to live anymore

Sun shi was stunned, unable to believe that Yang Huaming dared to threaten his daughter like this in front of her!

Even buns, there are times when the heart is thin and cold and becomes hard.

"Fourth, what are you talking about? My family's Qing'er calls you fourth uncle anyway. You are an uncle, and you are just trying to intimidate your niece? Do you still have my third sister-in-law in your eyes? Are you paralyzed in bed? The third brother?"

"Huh?" Yang Huaming's eyes widened, and he poked out his ears again. He couldn't believe these words came out of Sun's mouth!

Looking at Sun's appearance again, he opened his arms and firmly guarded Yang Ruoqing behind him, just like the old hen guarding the little chick!

Yang Huaming's arrogance suddenly slumped!

At this moment, in the room behind Sun shi and Yang Ruoqing, the sound of fists hitting the wood of the bedboard suddenly came.

Yang Huazhong's angry roar came from the room: "Fourth, you bastard, get in here for Lao Tzu, you won't be killed by one punch, your Lao Tzu is not called Yang Huazhong, you bastard..."

Yang Huaming was so frightened that he took two steps back. The third brother was a simple and honest man, but the third brother, like the fifth brother, had a hot temper.

If I really push my third brother into a hurry, I am afraid that I will climb to the front yard and give me some of my four-bedroom house!

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, as if Yang Huazhong fell off the bed.

Mrs Sun exclaimed, and Yang Ruoqing, who was guarded by her behind her, had already rushed into the house. Taking advantage of this neutral position, Yang Huaming swallowed and ran back to the front yard with a swipe of oil under her feet.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing and the Sun family worked together, and finally brought Yang Huazhong back to the bed. The mother and daughter were gasping for breath from exhaustion. Yang Huazhong was leaning there, but his body was shaking with anger.

"The fourth, where is the fourth? Go and find him for me!" Yang Huazhong roared angrily with red eyes.

"The third one, forget it, forget it..." Mrs Sun persuaded repeatedly.

Yang Huazhong then beat his unconscious legs desperately, "I'm useless, I'm really useless..."

A man who can't even protect his wife and children, lying on the bed like a cripple all day long, watching his brother bully his wife and children, can't swing his fist, this feeling is even more uncomfortable than death!

"A cripple like me can't do anything, and living is a drag on you, it's better to die..."

After speaking, the man increased his strength to beat his legs, and even wanted to tear off the plaster sticking to the wound.

"Third, don't do this, what if you break it..."

Seeing Yang Huazhong's self-abuse, Mrs Sun panicked and cried, "Qing'er, come and help hold down your father..."

Yang Ruoqing came over with a stride, held Yang Huazhong's hand, and said loudly, "Dad, don't do this, you're using other people's mistakes to punish yourself and scare my mother and me!"

Yang Huazhong's tearing action paused slightly, his blushing eyes stared straight at Yang Ruoqing, his face full of guilt, he choked up and said: "Qinger, it's useless, I can't protect you... Dad, Dad is shameless... …”

Hearing that Yang Huazhong said he didn't want to live anymore, Mrs Sun's face turned pale, and she threw herself into Yang Huazhong's arms, sobbing: "Old third, what you said, you are tying my heart with a knife..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at her mother's heart-wrenching cry, with black lines all over her head.Isn't Dad still alive, he was just dazzled by anger, so he said such a sentence, it's not really what it is.

Yang Ruoqing didn't even bother to persuade Sun, but lightly held Yang Huazhong's big rough hand full of calluses, and comforted her in a clear voice: "Father, I understand your mood. But, father, you must understand that you are us. This family is my mother, and the three pillars of our sister and brother. Even if you can't do anything in bed, we are all at ease. This family is complete. My mother and I came from outside to work at night. , Entering this dark courtyard, I am not afraid!"

"If you're gone, then our family will really collapse. I dare say that as long as you kick your legs in the front, they won't necessarily make us live in the three small shabby houses in the back!"

"So, Dad, no matter what, you have to live patiently and take good care of your injuries. As long as you live, everything will have hope. As long as you live, my mother and I will have the backbone!"

Yang Ruoqing said these words, not only Yang Huazhong was stunned, but even Sun, who was crying helplessly in Yang Huazhong's arms, stopped crying. Fang Cai's words.

The boy doesn't cry easily, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!

After a long while, Yang Huazhong freed his other hand and wiped away the old tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Good girl, don't worry, from now on, Daddy will live well and be with you. Even if these legs are useless, Daddy still has hands, and Daddy can support you all with his hands."

"Well, I believe it!"

Yang Huazhong turned to Sun's and said, "My injury is almost recovered, Mother Qing, do you still remember the flower basket I gave you when we got engaged?"

Referring to what happened back then, there was a shy girl-like red on Sun's face.

"Why don't you remember, that flower basket was so beautiful, I was like a treasure, and then I got married and was stolen by the fourth child."

"Hey, let me tell you, I lied at the time. I didn't buy the flower basket for five copper coins, but I made it myself with thatch vines in the back mountain. If you don't like it, just say I bought it!"

"Ah? Okay, you have kept this matter from me for 13 years!" Mrs. Sun shot Yang Huazhong a look, and suddenly thought of something, "Third brother, do you want to..."

Yang Huazhong smiled mysteriously, nodded, and then his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing: "Daughter, the thatch and wicker in the back mountain, come back and cut some home, father can also weave baskets while sitting on the bed."

Yang Ruoqing is squinting her eyes, secretly observing the interaction between her parents' eyebrows and eyes, trying to get a glimpse of their young love feelings.

People are not romantic, and she has never been in love in her previous life, so naturally she has no experience in this regard.

At this moment, I was thinking, what kind of situation would it be when my father and mother had such a temperament?It must be interesting!

Suddenly being named by Yang Huazhong, Yang Ruoqing quickly came to her senses, grinned a little embarrassedly, and said, "Father, what kind of stuff do you make up?"

Yang Huazhong thought about it seriously and said, "Baskets, flower baskets, sieves, and some other small items for holding things."

Yang Ruoqing listened carefully and nodded secretly, "Father, these things can be sold for money!"

Hearing that his craftsmanship can generate income for the family, the man's eyes also lit up, and he seems to be more motivated. "That's it, when you look back, you can quickly get me thatch and wicker!"

(End of this chapter)