Lao Yang's head was choked by Lao Sun's head and had nothing to say.

"Forget it, I don't care about this anymore. I'll come back to the Chen family and don't care about it anymore. You can do whatever you want."

Old Yang turned around and was about to leave.

"Dad, where are you going to go? Let's go after eating it."

Sun chased after him two steps and begged for the truth.

Old Yang didn't even look at Sun's family, frowned slightly and said, "I won't eat anymore, I'll go to the ground next day."

Old Yang left with his head waving his sleeves, and Sun stood there with a look of dismay.

In the room, Old Sun hummed and muttered, "Old guy, you don't know what you are, you don't know what you are. If you don't eat, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

"Da'an, what's going on with your child now? He's fighting with someone and contradicting your grandfather again. Your grandfather is afraid he's going back with anger."

Sun came back, looking worried.

Daan didn't chew on his voice, but the stubbornness on his face obviously did not agree with Sun's words.

Seeing this, Lao Sun came out to smooth things over, "Shuzhen, don't criticize the children anymore. The children did nothing wrong in this matter."

"Dad, fighting is bad after all"

Sun wanted to speak but stopped.

The old Chen family was a pig slaughtering cows. Chen butcher Chen was very tough and was afraid of children when they walked in the village.

Chen Butcher's wife, Li, is a famous shrew in Changping Village.

The couple gave birth to three sons in one breath. Chen Xiong and Chen Hu were both half-year-old boys of fifteen or sixteen years old, and his fist was so painful that he hit someone.

"If the Chen family looks for it, the third brother looks like that again, and the Yang family has also been separated. I'm afraid our mothers can't resist it."

Sun expressed his concerns.

"Mom, don't be afraid. Even if you can't beat it, we can't be afraid."

Da'an, who had been silent, spoke again.

My father's legs are broken, he is the eldest son of the family. He has to take on the burden of protecting his family.

"What can you do with thin arms and legs?"

Sun was moved by his son's words, but at the same time he also smiled helplessly.

It really doesn't work. She turned around and took some eggs and went to the Chen family to apologize.

As long as this matter can be calmed down

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Mom, don't be afraid, we will ignore this matter. The Chen family wants to find a military agent to ask for punishment. We will accompany you to the end, and we are afraid that they can eat us."

"Yes, my sister is so tough. Then Chen Xiong is my sister's defeated general." Da'an said a little excitedly.

"That's right, I can get a fork fork and he will dare to fork fork the second time," said Yang Ruoqing.

"You siblings, hey," Sun shook his head, laughing and crying.

Old Sun waved his hand, "Shuzhen, you were so weak since you were young. Look at your daughter, you are much stronger than you, and you are in the same position as her aunt, hahaha."

Sun had already told Yang Ruoqing about his aunt's toughness.

That's the one who can scratch his second mother Yang with one claw.

Respect heroes and cherish heroes. If you have the chance, Yang Ruoqing really wants to meet the legendary aunt.

"Okay, I won't mention this for now. Let's go to have a meal quickly, it will be cold again later."

Sun greeted her and everyone went to Yang Huazhong's house next door.

Yang Ruoqing walked at the end and looked at the back of her younger brother Da'an in front of her. A soft warmth appeared in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

The eight-year-old boy fought with others in order to defend his sister's dignity.

Even if you don't hesitate to break his head and blood, you don't hesitate to break his appearance

What a good kid, what a good brother.

Although she has long been used to independence and has never thought about who to rely on, this feeling of being protected is really good

In Yang Huazhong's room next door, Yang Huazhong was so anxious that he looked like an ant on a hot pan.

"Da'an, come to my dad and let my dad see how your head is?"

"Dad, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." Daan walked to Yang Huazhong's side and pursed his lips.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the wound on his son's head, and there was something dark and cold in the man's eyes.

"Well, my Da'an is a man, and this little skin trauma is nothing."

Yang Huazhong encouraged.

"Oh, when I look back, the old Chen family must come here." Sun said again.

Yang Huazhong waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of? My son is fighting, just let them come to me."

Sun shook his head helplessly, none of the family, both young and old, gave in.

"Let's have a meal, let's talk about it after you finish."

Sun and Yang Ruoqing brought lunch to the table in front of the bed.

Hot dumplings, golden corn flour pancakes on both sides, spicy spicy fried eggs, and stir-fried cabbage.

Serve it on the table, a bite of sweet cornmeal cake, and a bite of spicy fried eggs. The delicious tongue will be swallowed

"Gagong, these are the dumplings I made last night, you can eat more"

Yang Ruoqing scooped a spoonful of white dumplings for Lao Sun.

"Okay, everyone eats it"

Lao Sun was smiling, "After lunch, I went to the field and plowed the field. Let's go back and plant wheat."

"Father-in-law, you come here from afar and you still have to help us with your work. I feel really uncomfortable."

Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.

Sun also put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes slightly red.

As a child, he can't give back to his parents anything, and he has to work hard to come over to plow the fields.

Sun felt uncomfortable.

But Lao Sun smiled heroically and waved his hand and said, "Three, don't say anything different to me now. As long as you and Shuzhen live a good life and raise Qing'er's brothers and sisters safely. Your mother-in-law and I will wake up laughing in our dreams. It's nothing."

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, both of them were full of shame and feelings.

On this side, Yang Ruoqing was busy picking dumplings for her two younger brothers.

"Is it delicious?" she asked.

Daan looked a little gentle when eating, and nodded slightly when he heard this.

Xiao An is younger, over three years old and less than four years old.

His little mouth clattered when he ate. He heard Yang Ruoqing ask, nodding like pounding garlic.

"It's so delicious. I still had dumplings I ate on New Year's Eve last year, but I'm thinking about them," said Xiao Andu.

"As long as my Xiao An likes it, my sister will make dumplings for you next time." Yang Ruoqing said.

"We not only need to eat meat stuffed with shepherd's purse, but also chicken stuffed with beef stuffed with shrimp stuffed with shrimp stuffed with it."

"Wow, sister is so awesome." Xiao An cheered, and Da An couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing with anticipation.

When he noticed that Yang Ruoqing was looking over with a smile, Da'an's face turned slightly red, and he quickly lowered his head and ate the dumplings in the bowl.

It was a very simple lunch, but it was very enjoyable.

After lunch, Sun took Lao Sun to the field to plow the fields. Da'an's wound hurt a little, and was sent to Yang Ruoqing to lie on the bed and rest.

Yang Huazhong was weaving things in the room, while Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

From time to time, she looked at Xiao An who was playing with mud and ants on the ground at the door, and told him not to go to the well.

When the dishes were about to be washed, a child from the same village rushed to Yang Ruoqing's house.

"Sister Qing'er, your mother asked me to report you a letter, saying that your Gagong was plowing the fields in the fields, stepping on a piece of broken bowls, and a big hole was drawn under your feet, and you couldn't walk. You asked you to call someone to go to the fields to carry your Gagong's house."
Chapter completed!