"Well, family." Sun's eyes suddenly turned red again. He looked at Yang Ruoqing standing beside him. Sun raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the root of his palm, and asked Yang Huazhou, "Come here, what else is there to do?"

Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment and said, "I almost forgot when I was just watching my third brother. Third sister-in-law, I came here to call you to the east wing room. Parents, eldest brothers, second brothers, and fourth brothers, and they all arrived, and you were the third room."

"But your third brother"

"Mom, go, I'll see you here." Yang Ruoqing, who had been standing beside her obediently, finally interrupted.

"Qing'er, you"

"Mom, don't be too late, go quickly, don't let everyone wait for you. If my father wakes up later, I will call you." Yang Ruoqing said, pushing Sun to the door.

Yang Ruoqing speculated that the meeting between the old Yang family in the east wing room tonight must be discussed in the follow-up of Yang Huazhong's fall. The old Yang family did not separate, and the Tan family controlled the food and money for the family and the young. Even if the money for Yang Huazhong to get medicine today was allocated by Tan.

Today, the third room is the party involved, so he must go to attend this family meeting. If he hadn't been worried about his father, Yang Ruoqing would also want to go over and listen to Lao Yang's family, how to deal with Yang Huazhong's injuries and how to resettle the third room.

As the saying goes, mother and daughter are in love, Yang Ruoqing saw Sun pulling her legs out of the house. She probably thought of her mother and she was thinking about her. She was about to put the quilt on her father, but suddenly she found that Yang Huazhou, who was about to walk to the door of the wing, broke back again.

"Uncle Fifth, is there anything else?" Yang Ruoqing asked lightly.

The memory left by the original owner in his body was a warm memory of the young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark face in front of him.

"Qing'er, why are you talking straight?" Yang Huazhou's eyes widened, his eyes staring at Yang Ruoqing like a searchlight, looking at her in disbelief.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly, "I don't know why I can speak, my head seems to be less chaotic than before." While saying these words, she gently put Yang Huazhong's quilt corners together, turned around and looked at Yang Huazhou calmly.

"Uncle Fifth, Qing'er used to be confused, but she still remembers that Uncle Fifth is kind to Qing'er. She picks lotus pods for Qing'er in summer and catches birds for Qing'er in winter. Qing'er wants to ask Uncle Fifth to help her, don't tell me what I'm awake for now, is that true?"

Yang Huazhou's mouth was halfway through, and before he could laugh out loud, he heard half of what Yang Ruoqing said later, looking like a monk was confused.

"Why is this a good thing? If your father wakes up and finds out, how happy it should be." When talking about his third brother, Yang Huazhou's voice became a little bit louder.

God is really teasing people. The third brother's wish for the first half of his life was to hope that this daughter would get better and to be married like a normal girl in the future. Now, this daughter is awake, but the third brother himself is

"Uncle Fifth, you just do what I said. When my father wakes up, I will tell him myself."

"Okay, Uncle Wu is like you."

"Um"

"Qing'er, since you are awake, then you can go to the east wing room to listen. The third brother is collapsed, and the third sister-in-law is a famous honest person again. You go and listen and help your mother make your mind. I'll guard the third brother here, go quickly."

"good"

Yang Ruoqing was just thinking about this, so she glanced at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed, gritted her teeth, turned around and left the house like a gust of wind.

In the east wing, in the room where Lao Yangtou and Tan rest.

When Yang Ruoqing pushed the door open, she saw the men from the old Yang family. Except for a few ignorant cousins ​​and Yang Huazhou who stayed in the west wing opposite to take care of Yang Huazhong, they were almost all here.

Old Yang and his three sons sat in the eight immortals table respectively. Old Yang was sitting in the main seat, holding a dry cigarette rod in his mouth, smoking a cigarette, light yellow and colored smoke emerged from the holes of the cigarette in circles, rising up, covering his unclear old face.

Starting from the lower left of Old Yang's head, Yang Hua'an, the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Hualin, and Yang Huaming, the fourth son of the Yang family sitting opposite his uncle Yang Hua'an.

The four cousins ​​of the big room, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing, all stood behind their uncle Yang Huaan with their hands down.

On the bed not far away, Tan was surrounded by a black turban, half leaning against the bed, looking weak. Along the side of the bed was a young woman in her husband, black and thin, with patches on her burlap clothes, holding a tea bowl in her hand, and was drinking tea with the one who served Tan.

After Yang Ruoqing entered the door, she glanced around and finally saw her mother in the corner of the wall. She saw Sun lowering her head and sitting on a bench with Jin, who was shrinking her shoulders, still sobbing faintly.

The footsteps of Yang Ruoqing entering the door alarmed the old Yang family in the room. Several gazes swept towards this side. When they saw that the person coming was Yang Ruoqing, most of them frowned in disgust, and then indifferently withdrew their gaze and calculated what they were in their hearts.

"You fool don't sleep at night, you're wandering around in the dark, why are you here? Get out of this house?"

Tan, who was still weak just now, suddenly sat up straight and cursed at the door with gritted teeth.

Yang Ruoqing stood there, staring at Tan on the bed, grinning, looking scared.

"Mom, don't scold me, it was my name that Qing'er came over. It was dark and she was afraid of it alone."

Sun, who had been hiding in the shadows in the corner with his head hanging down, hurriedly stood up, came here, and protected Yang Ruoqing behind him.

"You just spoil the unconscious plague god. My third brother is the old Yang family who was cheated by you, your dark mother and daughter, and you have committed a crime. You are the pair of evil spirits." The more Tan scolded, the more angry he became, and he grabbed something and wanted to smash it at the door.

When I saw that the thing I was holding in my hand was a pottery bowl for drinking tea, I put it back, leaned over and grabbed the shoe on the ground in front of the bed, raised my hand and threw it towards me.

Looking at the shoes flying over, Sun exclaimed, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to push Sun away, but she saw Sun, who was blocking her, suddenly turned around and leaned over and hugged herself tightly in her arms.

"Bang"

The shoes hit Sun's back, making a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground.

Yang Ruoqing felt Sun's tears falling into her neck, and her fingers hanging beside her subconsciously clenched into a fist. At this moment, the crisp sound of a dry tobacco rod hitting the corner of the table came from the Eight Immortals table.

"What happened to such a big thing at home? Why do you still have the intention to make a fuss? Have you come and sit down for me?"
Chapter completed!