"Father, mother, you gave birth to our brothers, is our age really that important?"

"We are all born from our mothers, not from concubines. We have a future and my children have a future. Why are you unhappy? You will always only have eyes for the eldest son and grandson of the eldest son. Have you ever thought about how the rest of us feel?

What?"

Yang Huazhou's words were like a heavy punch hitting Old Yang and Tan in the heart.

Mrs. Tan stopped talking and sat there looking a little stupid. This was the most shocking thing she had heard in so many years. She never thought that her sons would raise such dissatisfaction in person. She thought they were all still

When those ignorant brats were naughty, she would chase them all over the yard with a broom...

As they grow up, they have their own ideas. The last thing people can control is their ideas.

Old Yangtou also looked at Yang Huazhou in shock.

The old man originally thought that Yang Huazhong should have said these words, but he didn't expect that this time it was Lao Wu who said it!

"Lao Wu, your wings are stiff? Do you dare to say such things to me?" Lao Yang asked with a trembling head.

Yang Huazhou said: "It's not that my wings are hard, but that my heart is hard. I used to have illusions about you and my mother. Over the past year or so, all the things you have done have completely broken my heart."

It's so cold. I used to be a mute son and didn't say anything, but now I just want to say it. Even if you don't like to hear it, I have to say it."

"I don't care if you favor Yongxian, but don't interfere with our business. If you favor him, I won't care even if you stick all your own coffins in it. But please don't come and drag us through the muddy water. Donate money."

What happened is the best example. He dragged us together to raise money but secretly returned Yongxian’s share to him. Our money is not money? It comes from plain water? It’s too much!”

Yang Huazhong said: "I have the same idea as Lao Wu. Lao Wu has spoken out what's in my heart, so I won't go into details. I only have one request. Dad, you must take care of Yongxian. We have no objection. Yongxian

We will not stand idly by when there is a need for us to lend a helping hand. I just beg you, dad, not to lead Yongxian down the wrong path, and don’t use such shady means to feel sorry for him and ruin his reputation!"

Old Yang's head was ashen and he opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Mrs. Tan cried directly.

"It's the other way around. If your wings are hardened, it will turn the world upside down. You don't even take your father seriously anymore..."

"Mom, don't say that. We are not unfilial descendants. No matter when, you and my father are our most respected elders. We will always be filial to you and provide for you until the end of your life!" Yang Huazhong said.

Mrs. Tan stopped crying, but she couldn't laugh either.

Old Yangtou held the edge of the table with both hands, stood up slowly, and glanced over one by one: "Okay, very good, what you said is better than the other. I haven't reached the age of being an old fool, so I can understand what you say.

I understand the implication. From now on, no matter which room it is about, I won’t say a word."

"I'm over seventy years old. I won't live for a few more years, and I won't be able to eat your food for a few years. Please be patient. When I leave, you will get rid of me as a big burden. As father and son, we have our own destiny.

There is no afterlife in this life, so be it..."

After Old Yangtou said these words, he turned around to leave. He didn't want to eat or drink.

But before he could turn around, his whole vision suddenly went dark and he slid under the table, and the whole room suddenly became a mess...

At the door of the house, Uncle Fu and his son were diagnosing and treating old Yangtou. Brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were waiting for news in the house.

Outside the door, Yang Yongxian knelt there, his head lowered, staring at the small patch of ground in front of his knees, his face full of guilt.

Behind him, the Sun family and other women were all standing there. There were seven or eight of his daughter-in-law and grandma's daughter-in-law standing there, but they were completely silent. No one dared to say a word.

Except for Liao Meiying who was silently by Yang Yongxian's side, none of the other women dared to come forward to persuade Yang Yongxian to get up, nor did they dare to guess. All they could do was wait for the news with bated breath, and pray to the old Yang head in their hearts.

Don't let anything happen...

The waiting time was the most difficult. I don’t know how long it had passed, but Uncle Fu and his son finally came out.

Yang Huazhong was coming out with Uncle Fu. As Uncle Fu walked, he talked to Yang Huazhong in a low voice. Yang Huazhong looked solemn and nodded.

When Yang Yongxian saw Uncle Fu coming out, he quickly got up and went over: "Uncle Fu, how is my father?"

Uncle Fu glanced at Yang Yongxian's scarlet eyes, sighed and said: "Your father is getting older, and his body is not as strong as before. In addition, he had asthma before, and he can't bear the stimulation. This anger

It attacked the heart and the body was severely injured, and the condition is hard to say.”

Yang Yongxian's mind went blank and he forgot to think, but a pair of hands firmly grabbed Fu Bo's arm and said, "It's hard to say, so what can I say?"

Uncle Fu felt a little pain from being caught and couldn't help but frown.

Yang Huazhong quickly pulled Yang Yongxian away and said, "Let your fifth uncle and Uncle Fu get the medicine. I'll talk to you later."

Uncle Fu finally pulled away, and Yang Huazhou followed the father and son to grab medicine. Here, Yang Yongxian was about to enter the east room to see Lao Yangtou, but was stopped by Yang Huazhong again.

"Your master isn't awake yet, so don't rush in to take a look. Come to this room, I have something to tell you."

The man's eyes swept over the people in front of him, then turned and returned to the guest room next door.

Yang Huazhong's family has many guest rooms. Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan have special rooms, and there are guest rooms next door.

At this moment, everyone had entered the guest room, and Yang Huazhong told everyone with a solemn expression: "Uncle Fu said that our father's condition is not good. If he can wake up tonight, he can last for a few years. If he can't wake up tonight, we can't."

You have to hurry up and prepare for the funeral!"

Preparing for funeral arrangements?

Everyone was shocked and their expressions changed drastically.

"Dad Qing'er, why is this happening? Wasn't our dad fine before, able to talk, laugh, run and jump? Why did he suddenly stop?" asked Sun in shock.

Bao Suyun's face was also full of panic, "Dad is not angry with us, right? Oh my god, if word gets out that dad is angry with us to death, we won't have to live anymore!"

She covered her face and wanted to cry in frustration.

Yang Yongxian burst into tears and grabbed Yang Huazhong's arm: "Third uncle, how could this happen? My father's body and bones... are all my fault. It's my fault, I'm unfilial!"

Yang Yongxian hugged his head and cried.

Yang Yongjin and the others all turned their heads, feeling sad and depressed, but not knowing what to say.

It was Yang Huazhong who still took charge of the situation: "Uncle Fu said that even if our father wakes up, his vitality will be severely damaged and he will probably not be able to get out of bed..."

Yang Yongxian suddenly raised his head, interrupted Yang Huazhong and said: "As long as my father can live, I will serve him in front of the bed, serve him by carrying his feces and urine, and never make him angry again! As long as he can live, let me
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