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Chapter 17 Who Threatened?

Terrifying, terrifying.

Old Mrs. Yang fainted again, because she was frightened by Gou Langzhong's two ambiguous words.

Everyone was in a hurry again, and Mrs. Yang finally regained her strength, but she had already lost her strength, and she didn't want to say a word.

Yang Zhifei sighed deeply, Gou Langzhong also wiped off his sweat because of this, he was also a little flustered by the sudden fainting of old lady Yang, how had he ever seen such a cowardly person who was afraid of death?One sentence can also be frightened like this!
There is nothing wrong with what he said!

The medicine cured her illness, not to mention that the old lady was only too weak, and she would be fine if she took some supplements. She said that her longevity was due to this bowl of medicine, but she didn't say that she would die immediately if she didn't take it...

It's just that the words are a little more reserved and exaggerated. Isn't that also to show his medical skills?

I can't even appreciate the meaning of this, and the old lady of the Yang family doesn't look very good!
Gou Langzhong was very upset, his brows were furrowed tighter, he picked up the prescription in his hand and looked at it for a while, then went to the table and added two flavors: deer antler glue and gecko tail.

Sanskrit weighed his feet to see, and stuck out his little tongue towards Yang Zhiyuan. They were all the most expensive, and it was obvious that the Yang family would lose their money!
Yang Zhiyuan's mind was not here, and he didn't understand the meaning of the Sanskrit. Yang Zhifei hurried forward to take the prescription, asked someone to give Gou Langzhong the money for the consultation, and asked Liu Fu to drive the donkey cart to the county to get the medicine.

Gou Langzhong snorted coldly, obviously displeased that Yang Zhifei didn't get the medicine from his pharmacy, and walked away without saying hello after taking the clinic money.

Yang Zhifei didn't hesitate so much, "...their family's medicines are not complete, let alone authentic, it's safer to go to the county to get medicines."

Liu Fu agreed, and left in a hurry after getting the money from Yang Zhifei.

The old lady Yang lay on the bed and sighed, looking like she couldn't live anymore. Yang Zhifei glanced at Yang Zhiyuan, and babbled:

"It's all caused by my uncle. He is the oldest in our Yang family and the most out of gregarious one. He picks and chooses all day long, looking for trouble everywhere. Years ago he rushed into the yard and beat up your eldest nephew. , and scolded our mother, alas!"

Yang Zhiyuan didn't answer, but walked over to comfort Mrs. Yang, "Mother should rest well and not worry about the troubles at home."

"I don't want to think about it, why don't I want to? I'm being picked on by people, and they think of me as a vicious old woman. I'm so kind as to be a donkey!" Mrs. Yang pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, which was nothing more than scolding Yang Zhiyuan for wanting Go with the Sanskrit.

Sanskrit still grabbed Yang Zhiyuan's skirt and did not let go, Yang Zhiyuan's face was slightly embarrassed, and he replied after a while: "Your son said something unfilial, you are old, you might as well ask your sister-in-law to come out to help, you only eat and drink well Enjoy."

"Are you dislike me for making trouble? You have no conscience..." Mrs. Yang was about to get angry, but Yang Zhifei quickly stopped her, "Mother, the third brother is doing it for your own good!"

The words were tough, obviously not allowing Mrs. Yang to tear herself apart from Yang Zhiyuan.

What's more... Yang Zhifei also hoped that his wife would come out to take care of the family affairs, otherwise sooner or later the second child would bring disaster to the family, and the old lady would steal money for Yang Zhiqi every now and then, so he couldn't say more.

Now that Yang Zhiyuan has come out to speak, why doesn't he chime in?

Knowing children is more like mother, how can Mrs. Yang not know Yang Zhifei's little thoughts?
Going up and punching him on the back, the old lady cursed: "You are living for nothing, and now you are here to target me. What evil did I do to give birth to you, a careless person!"

Yang Zhifei didn't dare to say anything, he could only endure her punching and punching, Yang Zhiyuan was very calm and just watched without saying a word.

Just for a while, the woman outside hurried in, "Elder Master, Third Master, go out and have a look, Second Master and Uncle Grandpa are arguing, it looks like they are going to fight, go quickly!"

This yell made Yang Zhifei's heart almost jump out of his throat, and he rushed out with a high jump. Yang Zhiyuan was a little helpless and slightly worried, so he turned to the old lady and said, "Go out and have a look first, mother, don't worry." After all, he looked at the Sanskrit voice and said, "I'm here with grandma."

Sanskrit nodded seriously, and saw Yang Zhiyuan go out.

Mrs. Yang is not in the mood to pretend to be sick at the moment, and wants to go out to see, but she can't get out of bed because she pretended to be sick, and she is still thinking about it.

Hesitantly, Fanyin pushed her body back, "You'd better rest, it's useless to worry right now, if there is a fight, you will be hit twice unintentionally, thanks to the panic. "

Old Mrs. Yang gave her a cold look, kicked the women out, and warned Fanyin, "...don't play those little tricks, and you will never leave the Yang family!"

"It's up to you, but you should also be careful. If you leave me in the Yang family, you won't be able to live comfortably." Sanskrit tilted his head to look at her, "Now that old ancestor is still here, and he will Come visit me often."

"Do you think he really treats you well?"

"I don't think so, but I don't know if he will cause trouble for you because of me." Fanyin rubbed his little head, "For example, my food is not suitable? I lost weight again? I give Father's letters can also be sent by him, if you don't allow him to see me, I'm afraid...he will demolish your house, right?"

Fanyin looked up at the roof, "It's such a nice house, what a pity..."

"You damn girl, you dare to threaten me?" Mrs. Yang clenched her fists tightly, "Do you believe that I will kill you?"

Sanskrit's immature mouth was tightly pursed, and a pair of big round eyes looked at her very seriously, "I'm not Mrs. Wu Nan, nor Mrs. Liu, nor the child who was killed by you, just to scare her." of!"

Mrs. Yang was about to speak again, when there was a loud noise from outside, and then I saw Mr. Yang Mulin stepping in, followed by Yang Zhifei and Yang Zhiyuan.

Fanyin greeted her with a smile. Even though Yang Mulin still had a sullen face, she saluted seriously first, "Old ancestor." The great-grandfather was too reserved, and she would not suffer from calling her an old ancestor.

"Well," Yang Mulin was very satisfied with this, he responded lightly, and stared at Mrs. Yang, "I said you were so angry that you couldn't get out of bed, but I'd like to come in and see how sick you are. , if you accidentally close your eyes, your son will have to make me pay for my life!"

This sentence was not at all comforting, and the piercing old lady Yang's chest began to hurt again, "I can't die, Uncle Lao is bothering you."

"Huh!" Yang Mulin didn't intend to leave, Yang Zhifei was also sweating, and wanted to ease the relationship, but didn't know how to speak, and Yang Zhiyuan didn't speak, he and Yang Mulin were also in a stalemate, don't say He wanted to take Fanyin away, and he would not compromise on Yang Mulin asking him to continue.

Sanskrit was very pleased with this, and also a little moved, at least his "father" still had a lot of affection in his heart.

The atmosphere in the room was very stiff, no one was willing to speak when the old man was here.

Sanskrit looked at Mrs. Yang, but saw Mrs. Yang clutching her head, wishing that the old man would leave quickly.

"Old ancestor," Sanskrit suddenly whispered, everyone's eyes turned to her instantly, and Yang Mulin looked at her sideways, "What's the matter?"

"If I stay in Yangjiacun, will you come to see me often? Otherwise, father won't be relieved." Sanskrit looked at Yang Zhiyuan with reluctance and timidity. He looked at them with immature and innocent eyes. People feel guilty.

Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but stepped forward, stroking her little bald head, unable to speak.

Yang Mulin replied decisively: "Don't worry, even though they all hate me, then I will come to see you every day, as long as my old life is still alive!" At this point, he looked at Mrs. Yang and Yang Zhifei, " I promise with my head!"

Old Mrs. Yang's head hurt even more, and Yang Zhifei's face was about to twitch!
He still has to come every day?Isn't this killing people...

Sanskrit smiled and nodded, "That's great. I can also help the ancestor copy the scriptures, and I can also make breakfast for you. My vegetarian food is very good. If you don't believe me, you can ask your father?"

Seeing Sanskrit looking at him, Yang Zhiyuan nodded, "I've never eaten such delicious noodles, my daughter's craftsmanship is outstanding!"

"I eat all three meals here!" Yang Mulin's words frightened Yang Zhifei to the point where his legs gave way, and Mrs. Yang felt her neck was cold, and her neck was so stiff that it was almost like a log.

Sanskrit's smile was even brighter. She was deliberately trying to anger Mrs. Yang. Although the old man was annoying, his greatest role was to make Mrs. Yang angry.

She still doesn't believe it, Mrs. Yang can bear it!
After all, she has also been frightened by Gou Langzhong for a while today, so let her feel what real fear and fear are.

Sanskrit sounds from the bottom of her heart that she is not afraid that Mrs. Yang will really be mad at her, because she firmly believes in the old saying that "a disaster will last for a thousand years".

Old Madam Yang didn't speak, and Yang Zhifei couldn't help it anymore, "How can you mess around like this? Your great-uncle is already an old man, and he still comes to accompany you every day? Do you know what is old and young? This will not be divided, let others laugh at your father!"

"Then..." Sanskrit intentionally expressed fear, and then hid behind Yang Zhiyuan, "Can't the old ancestor move here?" Turning to look at Yang Zhiyuan, "He is so old, and his daughter is too old to live here." Those who can take care of our ancestors..."

"I'm moving here!"

Yang Mulin yelled loudly, and the old lady Yang yelled "Ouch", she was really scared to death, "Quickly call Gou Langzhong again, I can't breathe, Ouch, I'm dying from a headache !"

Yang Zhifei was so frightened that he hurriedly sent someone to call Gou Langzhong again. Fanyin laughed at the cold sweat oozing from the old lady Yang's forehead. The house, he wants to move.

Yang Zhiyuan looked at the little shadow hiding behind her, couldn't help but tapped the tip of her little nose, and said softly: "Slippery!"

Sanskrit stuck out his tongue and smiled at him. Yang Zhiyuan could see that she did it on purpose, but his face only had pampering and love, no blame or disgust...

How nice it would be to have such a father?Sanskrit thought so.

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