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Chapter 16 Never Bend
Originally, I thought that Yang Mulin, the oldest old man, was a life-saving straw.

Unexpectedly, it was a bar thatch, and she cut off her hand as soon as she touched it.

She is ten years old and young, she is a little girl who is ignorant of the world to keep filial piety for her mother, who can blame her for saying that sentence?
Yang Zhiyuan would not, because her words were exactly what Yang Zhiyuan thought in his heart, but she said it, and Yang Zhiyuan was holding back.

"You girl, dare to talk nonsense again?" Yang Mulin was very angry, and his beard trembled with anger, and the old lady Yang said, "I have never dared to say this, just because I was afraid that Zhiyuan would be suspicious, that's great , The child is full of resentment."

"Nonsense, it's all nonsense, leaving your daughter to the family to protect, what are you afraid of?" Yang Mulin became angry again, "Since you admit that you are from Yangjia Village, then don't think of everyone in Yangjia Village. Cheng bastard, I'll help you look after this girl, if she loses a hair, I will pay you my old life, if you don't agree, don't call me uncle!"

Sanskrit was about to speak, but Yang Mulin pointed at him and said, "Shut up, girl, you have so many schemes at a young age, it's not your turn to talk here."

Pulling Yang Zhiyuan's skirt tightly, Fanyin's face flushed, and she remained silent. She knew she couldn't say any more, otherwise Yang Zhiyuan would be even more difficult to deal with.

Now she can't do anything, it all depends on this father...

The atmosphere was so stiff, Yang Zhiyuan was forced to tremble a little, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Fanyin, "I have two days to leave here, I just want to share the family happiness with my daughter , I hope everyone is happy, sorry."

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhiyuan got up and left. Fanyin followed closely behind him. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a look at the old man Yang Mulin, then at the old lady Yang, and finally sighed, as if holding back his words Back to the appearance of not daring to say anything in his stomach, he ran a few steps to catch up with Yang Zhiyuan, and the father and daughter left just like that.

The food on the table for the ancestor worship was already cold.

Mrs. Yang's heart also turned cold. Just now Sanskrit's eyes seemed to be satirizing her incompetence. She really wanted to keep Sanskrit, but the premise was that the old man Yang Mulin could not get his way.

If he wanted to meddle in his family's affairs, would he be able to survive this day?
"The third child is also a miserable life. His wife is gone. Now there is only one child left. After so many years of hard work outside, now he has returned to the village with success and fame. He does not forget the family affection of the villagers. Worshiping ancestors and opening water seats to celebrate together, I even promised to respond to every request." Mrs. Yang got up, looked at the people at the other tables and said:

"What else do you want him to do? Isn't he doing enough?"

"Enough, he is the pride of the villagers."

"We can't do it..."

"Why do you have to let him keep the child? What's wrong with taking the child away together to enjoy the blessings?"

"I used to live without Zhiyuan. Why bother to force the father and daughter to separate? They have become villains."

"that is……"

The big guys were chattering, and the spearhead was quickly pointed at the old man Yang Mulin.

Yang Mulin snorted coldly, he didn't bother to compete with these juniors, what the hell do they know?He didn't even know that Yang Zhiyuan was not the old woman's biological son. How could Yang Zhiyuan not know how Liu's death was?
If it were him, he would take his daughter and leave Yangjiacun, wishing he could even change his surname, who would take care of this gang of troubles?

Yangjiacun finally made such a success, how could he let Yang Zhiyuan throw Yangjiacun away?Just look at the current Yang Zhifei, who treats the peasants in the village harshly all day long, not to mention that his son is stealing and flirting with others. Not one or two people have complained to him.

Although the current Yang Family Village still has the same name, there are already a lot of outsiders, and there are even more big and rich families. If this continues, the three generations of the old Yang family will be poached from their positions of integrity!

Anyway, he still has this old face, how can he let them ruin Yang Family Village?
Now I can only rely on Yang Zhiyuan. If he still has a daughter, he can come back to take a look from time to time, and he can also deter other families, so that the reputation of the old Yang family can be preserved for several years or decades, at least when he is closed. eyes...

Yang Mulin didn't speak, only heard the old lady complaining, "... Now that he's gone, I don't know what to do, don't blame me for being a cruel mother."

"Don't blame you, who do you blame? See what you have done to your son? The boss is idle all day long, and the embarrassment of the grandson is embarrassing! I don't have the face to say it. I'm afraid that my ancestors will scold me to death in the middle of the night, Yang Zhiyuan It has nothing to do with you to be able to achieve today's achievements, you old widow can't take good care of your children and grandchildren, and you have the nerve to put gold on your face?" Yang Mulin stood up and flipped the table, "What do you eat? Eat, eat a fart!"

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and strode away.

Old Mrs. Yang was so angry that her chest was cramped, she choked her breath in her throat, and she collapsed in the dark.

"Mother! Mother, come quickly, go to the west of the village and invite the dog doctor!" Yang Zhifei yelled loudly, someone was already running to the west in a hurry, and Yang Zhiqi rolled up his arms and sleeves and scolded, "This old man, if our mother Something happened, I stuffed him in the grave!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you can go now if you have the ability?" Yang Zhifei sighed helplessly, and helped Mrs. Yang onto her back, "Put my mother into the room and talk about it!"

***
Fanyin failed to have a few private words with Yang Zhiyuan, when news came that Mrs. Yang had passed out.

Yang Zhiyuan frowned, didn't rush over immediately, patted Fanyin on the shoulder and said, "Girl, I won't let you suffer any more."

"As soon as you leave, I will stay here by myself, and I will not even have the right to speak. Do you know whether I will suffer or not?" Sanskrit voice was a bit cold, "If you refuse to take me away, I will not pay back the vulgarity." , continue to be an aunt in the Buddhist hall."

"Are you still having a temper tantrum with your father?" Yang Zhiyuan pretended to be angry, and it could be seen that Fanyin's face was not empty, so he couldn't help being anxious, "Are you serious about what you say?"

"How can you talk nonsense with your father at will? You must take it seriously." Sanskrit really made this plan.

In the situation just now, Yang Zhiyuan had already broken his face with that old man, but if they were still stubborn, Yang Zhiyuan might really give in temporarily and keep her in Yangjiacun.

But if that's the case, Mrs. Yang will definitely not let her go, and she has to find a way to protect herself.

Then she might as well continue to be her little nun, as long as she finds a safe way, so that Mrs. Yang dare not touch her easily.

Yang Zhiyuan's expression became more serious, obviously he also felt that Sanskrit was serious, but the shouts outside were getting louder, and he had to go out to have a look, "Don't worry, go out and have a look for my father before we discuss it. "

Sanskrit didn't hold him tight, and it was the first time he saw an impatient look on Yang Zhiyuan's face.

The old lady fainted?She won't just pass by like this, will she?Sanskrit slandered maliciously, and felt that his mind was a bit poisonous. He bowed with one hand and said a few words "Amitabha, Buddha forgives sins", and followed to see the condition of old lady Yang.

When Gou Langzhong was invited, Mrs. Yang had already woken up.

But she deliberately pretended to be heartbroken, in order to ease the embarrassment and stiffness just caused, and also to make Yang Zhiyuan compromise.

Gou Lang got his pulse and shook his head for a long time while wiggling the goatee on his chin. Yang Zhiqi couldn't help but asked anxiously:
"Gou Langzhong, how is my mother's body? You should say something!"

Yang Zhiqi spoke in a hurry, which made Gou Langzhong a little displeased, "Practice medicine talks about detecting, smelling, asking, and feeling. I just took my pulse and didn't ask anything. Isn't it perfunctory? Those are all matters of life and death, what are you in a hurry for?"

After a few words of reprimand, Yang Zhiqi backed away and stopped talking. Yang Zhifei comforted him: "Don't mind me, old dog. My second brother is also worried about my mother's body. You can ask, you can ask."

"Where's the third child? The father and daughter have nothing to eat, let Mrs. Liu cook two bowls of noodles and bring them over." The old lady narrowed her eyes and suddenly said this sentence. In fact, she saw Yang Zhiyuan's shadow at the door , and the light reflected from Sanskrit's bald head.

In the sunny weather, Sanskrit's goal is too obvious...

Sanskrit curled his lips quietly, and the old lady was acting again.

Yang Zhiyuan stepped into the room, and Yang Zhifei quickly greeted him, "Mother was talking about you just now, but do you want to eat?"

"No need, I'll ask the doctor to treat my mother first, and we'll talk about the meal later." Yang Zhiyuan didn't want to say more, and only looked at Langzhong Gou and the old lady.

"This is Langzhong Gou, old Gou, this is my third younger brother." Yang Zhifei got up to introduce, Fanyin bit his tongue and almost didn't laugh when he heard him address Langzhong, so he turned his back and remained silent.

Gou Langzhong only exchanged hands with Yang Zhiyuan to say hello, and then asked Mrs. Yang some questions.

Mrs. Yang replied with a long sigh, and even acted weak in speaking, as if she was so angry.

Sanskrit looked at her, slandering her in his heart, as for it?What happened after she and Yang Zhiyuan left to be so angry?With doubts in his heart, Sanskrit saw Gou Langzhong ready to write a prescription.

Yang Zhifei went to lay out the paper himself, and Gou Langzhong pondered for a long time before writing it down.

Sanskrit is a small person, so he leaned over to look, and it can be seen that what Gou Langzhong wrote is all expensive medicines, and the old lady is fine with it?Is this doctor cheating on money?

"Gou Langzhong, what is my grandmother's illness? Are you okay?" Fanyin looked at him with big innocent eyes, as if he really cared about his grandmother's filial granddaughter. Gou Lang raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and then turned to look at him After one glance at Mrs. Yang, everyone in the room looked at him, sighed, shook her head slightly and muttered:

"...Whether Mrs. Yang's illness can be cured and whether she can prolong her life depends on the medicine I wrote!"

Fanyin's eyes widened, and Yang Zhifei was taken aback, but before everyone could ask, he heard "Aw!" behind him, and Mrs. Yang passed out!
(End of this chapter)