"We brothers are here just to repay a favor. If you calculate our wages for us, aren't you looking down on us? Don't you think so, brothers?" Yu Dafu asked again.

"yes!"

Everyone roared in unison.

Yang Huazhong couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this.

"Otherwise, it would be hard for me to refuse the kindness of my brothers. It would be hypocritical for me, Yang Laosan, to refuse again."

"You guys are here to help my family build a new house. My family has to pay for three meals a day. You are not allowed to refuse!"

Yu Dafu and the others thought about it and happily agreed.

So, everyone enthusiastically joined in the construction of the new house...

When Yang Ruoqing visited Zou Lin'er from the county seat and returned to Changping Village again, it was already the end of the seventh lunar month.

It's been a long time since Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei got married.

Autumn is crisp and the climate is pleasant.

These days, the Sun family compound and the old Yang family are all filled with a strong atmosphere of joy.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were busy preparing for Cao Bamei's wedding.

As for the Sun family, as a member of the old Yang family at this time, in addition to cooking for the craftsmen, she also ran to the village at other times.

She wanted to help the Jin family decorate Yang Yongjin's wedding room.

Mrs. Jin is not good at taking care of the housework. Mrs. Sun has to take care of Yang Yong's wedding and other things in the house.

Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, was busy going into the mountains to collect herbs and wild fruits.

The medicinal materials were processed into medicines and continuously transported to the southern military camps.

For wild fruits, we are processing the same as last year, including preserved fruits and so on, and we cooperate with Zuo Junmo.

When she had a little free time at night, she ran to the yard next door to learn needlework with Cao Bamei, and whispered about girls.

The days flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the first day of the eighth lunar month.

Because Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei are getting married tomorrow, the construction work at Yang Ruoqing's house has been temporarily suspended for the past two days.

In the middle of the afternoon, Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Bao Suyun, and Mrs. Liu were all summoned by Mrs. Tan to go to the old house to help prepare dishes for the banquet.

Because this is the first among the grandsons of the old Yang family to get married.

Old Yangtou is a face-saving person and plans to take care of it well.

On the other hand, I also used this joy to wash away the bad luck of the death of my daughter-in-law Yang.

After dinner, Lao Yangtou summoned Yang Huazhong and others to the east wing to hold a family mobilization meeting to discuss tomorrow's itinerary.

Mrs. Sun and other women under the stove also stopped their work and came to the east room to listen. Naturally, Yang Ruoqing was among them.

Yang Ruoqing found that inside the crowd, Yang Huaan was also here.

But Yang Huaan sat there with a straight face and said nothing.

My son is getting married, but there is no trace of joy on the father's face.

What a selfish person, always only caring about his own preferences and feelings, bah!

Yang Ruoqing despised Yang Huaan again in her heart, and her eyes decisively shifted.

Over there, Old Yangtou saw that everyone had almost arrived, so he took out the tobacco stick in his mouth and knocked it on the table leg a few times.

"Well, I called you guys here tonight to discuss with you the banquet tomorrow."

No one interrupted, everyone listened carefully to what Old Yang was saying.

Yang Ruoqing also pricked up her ears to listen. She was very concerned about her second brother's marriage.

First, I listened to Lao Yangtou's arrangements for the drinks and dishes. The general idea was what dishes would be served and how many tables would the guests be.

How many tables are there for lunch at noon, how many tables are there at night, where are the tables for banquets, who is arranged to accompany the drinks at each table, etc...

I listened for a long time, mainly about eating and drinking.

After Old Yangtou finished speaking, it was Tan's turn to speak.

Tan is mainly responsible for arranging the etiquette of the wedding room.

Who is a Quanfu person, what should I prepare as return gifts for relatives...

Everyone was listening carefully.

Except for Yang Huaan, who was picking his fingers carelessly there, making a peeling sound.

Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaan several times, casting several warning glances.

Yang Huaan didn't take it seriously.

Finally, Old Yang got angry and hit the back of Yang Hua'an's hand with the tobacco pole.

When he hit the joint, he made a crisp sound, and the pain made Yang Huaan let out a low cry and jumped up from the stool.

"Dad, why did you hit me? My bones were broken!" Yang Huaan yelled.

Old Yang's eyes widened: "These things should be handled by you as the father. If you just let it go and act like a fool, what if I break your bones?"

Yang Huaan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.

I grabbed a stool and sat down, crossing my legs.

"I have already put aside my attitude and words about this marriage." Yang Hua'an said with squinting eyes.

"I don't like having such a girl as my wife. I don't like it. How can I be happy about it?"

"You can do whatever you want, it's none of my business!"

Yang Huaan waved his hands, looking like a complete outsider.

Seeing him like this, everyone in the room was so angry that he almost died.

Yang Huaming said angrily: "Jin boy is really unlucky to have such an irresponsible father like you."

"Other fathers worry about their children's marriage. As a father, it's really cheap for you!" he said.

Yang Huaan twitched his lips: "The only reason is that he had a bad fate and was reborn under my feet."

"Besides, it's not hard for him without me as a father."

"Look, you, the third and fourth uncles, are rushing to plan and support this marriage."

"Isn't it enough to have you all? Do you still need that leisure? Humph!"

Yang Huaming was furious to death.

Even Mrs. Liu, who once had an affair with Yang Huaan and gave birth to a son with cleft lip for Yang Huaan, can no longer stand it.

"I'm telling you, eldest brother, most of the money for the marriage of this young man comes from the third brother."

"The beds, tables and chairs in the house were all made by my fourth son."

"If you don't even try your best, you are still making sarcastic remarks here. When you are old, you will collapse on the bed and poop and urinate. Don't complain that your son and daughter-in-law don't care whether you live or die!" Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Hua'an smiled with disdain on his face: "My son has given birth to many children. If there is no light in the east, there will be light in the west."

Ms. Liu was also very angry. The more she looked at Yang Huaan's face, she couldn't understand why she got together with this scumbag in the first place.

Here, Yang Ruoqing stood up and waved her hands impatiently.

"Everyone, please stop talking. Tonight we are discussing my second brother's marriage."

"Don't make this a happy event unpleasant."

"As for those irrelevant people, if you don't want to listen, just leave the room. Anyway, you have nothing to do here!" Yang Ruoqing said directly.

Yang Huaan suddenly stood up: "See what you can do, just go away, I don't care to listen to you!"

Then, Yang Huaan really walked away.
Chapter completed!