Mrs. Sun on the side quickly grabbed the rag placed on the table stall and wiped the tea. At the same time, she looked at Xiao Hei in surprise, who was crying with tears and runny nose: "Xiao Hei, what's going on? Get up quickly and talk to your third uncle."

Then talk slowly."

Xiao Hei couldn't get up, and still knelt down in front of Yang Huazhong, hugging Yang Huazhong's legs with both hands, crying so hard that he was out of breath, and looked as pitiful as a homeless child.

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you? A man, stand up and speak!"

Yang Huazhong pushed the tea bowl to the middle of the table, put it away, and scolded Xiao Hei in a deep voice.

However, Xiao Hei was like a pile of mud, completely paralyzed at Yang Huazhong's feet.

Even if Yang Huazhong leaned down to help him, he couldn't help him up. His body seemed to weigh a thousand or ten thousand kilograms!

"Xiao Hei, stand up on your own. Third uncle can't help you anymore." Yang Huazhong finally gave up and smiled helplessly.

It seems that I am really old. When my nephew was a child, he, the third uncle, could grab his shoulders and lift him directly above his head.

But now, I can't even pull him. My nephew has grown up, and I am also old.

It just so happened that Yang Ruoqing came over this evening.

"Dad, I was cleaning up the table and found a dry tobacco pole dropped on the ground. Can you tell which one it is? Eh? What is Xiao Hei doing? Wish your third uncle a New Year's greetings?"

Yang Ruoqing saw this lineup as soon as she came in and couldn't help but feel happy.

Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly: "I don't know what's going on. I saw him like this when I first came here. Come and help him pull him up. The ground is cold and cold."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, but said with a smile: "Oh, he is very polite. He thinks he didn't send you a New Year's greeting on the first day of the first lunar month, so just make him happy!"

Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly. Both father and daughter deliberately ignored Xiao Hei. Yang Huazhong took the dry tobacco pole handed over by Yang Ruoqing and recognized it at a glance.

"This is your Uncle He's pipe." He said.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, "No wonder I find this pole strange!"

Regardless of whether it belongs to Yang Huazhong, Lao Yangtou, Luo Blacksmith, or Lao Suntou, Yang Ruoqing is familiar with it.

why?

Because she bought them all!

Moreover, several of their dry tobacco poles were purchased from the same store and from the same series.

"Leave it here for now. Your Uncle He should be lying down. You can see it when he gets up early tomorrow morning," Yang Huazhong said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and then her eyes fell on Xiao Hei again.

"What's wrong, Xiaohei? Tell me about you. Who slapped you in the face?" she asked curiously.

Xiao Hei twitched and said, "My mother and my brother are a family and they all treat me as an outsider."

"Oh, oh, oh, uncle, aunt, sister, you guys, look, my face is swollen from being beaten by them, and I even got a nosebleed from them!"

Xiao Hei pointed at his face and tried to raise his head.

Mrs. Sun picked up the candle on the table and came over.

Yang Huazhong held Xiao Hei's chin with both hands and narrowed his eyes to look at it carefully.

Yang Ruoqing also stood aside and looked at it.

The first impression is that this guy is really strong, especially during the Chinese New Year, he has gained a lot of weight. Others only have a double chin when they bury their heads and remove the fat on their cheeks.

It's good for him. He has a double chin when he raises his head. His cheeks are so fat and thick, and the skin is full of fat. He should be very durable, right?

However, the boy's face was obviously swollen and red.

You can still vaguely see the clear red marks of the five fingers.

"Oh, this face is indeed red and swollen." Mrs. Sun whispered.

Yang Huazhong was looking at Xiao Hei's nostrils.

"This nostril..." As soon as he started to speak, Yang Ruoqing interrupted him.

"The hair on my nose needs to be cut," she said.

The corners of Yang Huazhong's mouth twitched slightly.

Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing, dumbfounded. Yang Ruoqing suppressed her laughter and continued to look at Xiao Hei's nose.

There are indeed patches of black dry stuff inside the nose. Some of them should be boogers, but some are not. They should be dried blood scabs.

It seems that he is not lying, and he really got a nosebleed.

Yang Huazhong also remembered what Dabai said when he returned the carriage today...

"Hey, this injury hasn't been treated yet?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Xiao Hei shook his head aggrievedly: "No, my mother slapped me again during dinner earlier."

"Why? What's going on in your family now? Why are the whole family trying to catch you and beat you?" Yang Huazhong was very puzzled by this.

Yang Ruoqing directly grabbed Xiao Hei's arm, pulled Xiao Hei up from the ground with a little force, and sat down on the stool next to him.

Seeing that Xiao Hei wanted to slide off the stool and kneel down to talk again, Yang Ruoqing raised her foot to block his knees and warned him: "Sit down before you talk. If you dare to kneel down again, I will slap you too."

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Xiao Hei was afraid of Yang Ruoqing, so he could only sit there stiffly, with his back hunched over.

"Well, third uncle, third aunt, and cousin, I came here specifically to inform you!"

"My mother gave the pink pearl necklace and the gold bracelet that Po Ga gave her to that bitch Hongmei!"

"I didn't suffer anything, and I was kicked out of the house. I'm going to drink the northwest wind..."

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After a while.

Yang Huazhong dragged his tired steps back to the main room.

Yang Ruoqing was waiting in the main room with Sun, and Da'an and Xiaoan also came over.

"Dad, how are you doing? Has Xiao Hei settled down?" asked Sun.

Everyone had acted as listeners before, and then Yang Huazhong, after seeking Xiao Hei's opinion, sent him to Lao Yangtou's house and asked him to stay and sleep in Taga's house for the time being.

Yang Huazhong talked to Old Yang Touna so that the old man could help enlighten Xiao Hei at night.

Upon hearing Sun's question, Yang Huazhong said: "It's settled. When I came over, he was already asleep."

"Asleep?" Mrs. Sun was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or sigh.

This kid is really heartless. His crying and crying scared everyone before, but he turned around and fell asleep. The quality of his sleep was really good.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It should be fine after a nap. If there is still something wrong, then give him a good meal."

Everyone else agreed, because in everyone's opinion, isn't that what Xiao Hei is pursuing?

Simple and crude.

However, Yang Huazhong had no intention of joking, and his face was solemn.

"This time the situation is different from usual. This kid Xiaohei has his own ideas," he said.

"If Meier doesn't handle the matter of the two brothers well, I'm worried that the brothers will turn against each other. Meier will also be embarrassed when she gets old in the future."

Yang Huazhong said the word "embarrassing" very implicitly.

But everyone in the room knew that this embarrassment meant that the two brothers' support for Yang Huamei might become a pushover in the future.

You push me, I push you.

The one who suffered was Yang Huamei.

If the relationship between the two brothers is not bad, even if they are not on good terms inside, but the superficial harmony can still be maintained, there will be an open discussion on the matter of supporting their mother.
Chapter completed!