Old Yangtou thought he had heard wrongly, and he froze in his wheelchair, but his eyes were as wide as bells, staring directly at Mr. Tan.

"Old woman, what are you talking about?"

"The ancestral grave of our old Yang family has not been buried crookedly yet!"

When he realized the huge amount of information in Tan's words, Old Yang was so angry that he slapped the armrest of his wheelchair and scolded Tan through gritted teeth.

However, this time, Mrs. Tan did not snap back, but shook her head and sighed in frustration.

"I hope I ate too much and got dizzy and talked nonsense!"

No! It’s the fact before us!

Old Yang took a breath and turned around to look for Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei in the crowd: "You guys, how did you educate your children? Huh?"

Cao Bamei was too frightened to say a word, and she was so ashamed that she hid in Da Sun's arms.

Yang Yongjin plopped down and knelt down in front of Old Yang's head. He lowered his head and said, "It's the father's fault if you don't teach me. It's my father's fault that Xiu Xiu did such a thing and lost the face of our Old Yang family!" "

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and slapped himself twice.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came forward at the same time, and the two uncles grabbed Yang Yongjin's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.

Yang Huazhong said with a sad face: "Now that the matter is over, let's discuss how to clean up the mess. Don't beat yourself up, it's useless."

Yang Huaming even said: "Hey, what can you do if your daughter is disobedient? Raising a child is different from raising a cat or a dog. The child is a human being and has her own ideas. There is a saying that a child can't help his mother when he grows up. It's because she didn't learn well. , I can’t blame you and Bamei for this!”

Everyone in the hall was a little surprised when they heard Yang Huaming's advice.

But everyone immediately thought of something, Oh, by the way, Yang Huaming was defending himself!

Because there were a lot of jokes between He'er, the eldest daughter of the fourth room, and Yu Jinbao from Yujiacun, and she was looked down upon by others.

To this day, He'er, who is in her twenties and about to retire, is still alone...

Therefore, Yang Huaming was worried that Old Yangtou would involve his anger in the fourth room, so he quickly jumped out to clear the air.

After everyone understood it, they didn't bother to expose it. They just turned their attention to Lao Yangtou, waiting to see how the head of the family would deal with it.

Old Yang raised his head and looked at the beams on the roof. The skin on his neck was withered and flabby due to old age, drooping like the bark of an old tree, and spasming as he took deep breaths.

The Adam's apple rolls up and down, and the whole person with his neck raised is like an old desperate old rooster, whose head has been pulled to expose his neck, and now he is waiting for a cut to find relief.

"Dad, dad, please say something, please don't be silent."

Seeing Lao Yangtou's reaction, Yang Huazhong was quite worried and called him tentatively.

Old Yang still raised his neck and looked at the beams on the roof, ignoring Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was puzzled, and everyone else was also puzzled. Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the roof beams.

Wanting to see what novel things were hidden there, I drew the old man's attention there.

However, except for a beam that supports the balance of the house, there is nothing else there!

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Yang Huazhong asked again cautiously.

This time, Old Yangtou finally responded to Yang Huazhong's question.

He raised a finger and pointed at the beam and said, "I'm thinking about throwing a rope up there and tying a knot. I'll put my head in there and hang myself, and I'll be free."

Got it!"

"There's no need to worry about this mess, right?"

Everyone suddenly realized that the old man was blaming someone!

Yang Yongjin's eyes were red, and he struggled and slapped himself twice: "Master, don't be like this. It's my fault. It's my fault for teaching my daughter poorly, which has embarrassed the old Yang family!"

Yang Huaming frowned: "You can't say that. Young men and women are having sex together, and some things are hard to control!"

"Besides, as fathers, we are too embarrassed to tell our daughters about those things. Even if we do, it should be their mother's responsibility!"

While Yang Huaming was speaking, he secretly glanced at Cao Bamei and Mr. Liu from the corner of his eye.

Cao Bamei was in a state of sadness and hesitation, all she could think about was feeling sorry for Xiu Xiu, and she didn't hear Yang Huaming's words clearly at all.

But the eldest Sun understood it and stared at Yang Huaming unhappily: "Yang Laosi, what happened? If there is a problem, solve it, and there is no blame-shifting. Is it her fourth aunt?"

Mrs. Liu was already grinding her teeth, and immediately took up Mrs. Sun's words and said: "Her eldest aunt, don't listen to his nonsense. It is our woman's responsibility to give birth to children, teach them and raise them? Then what do you need his biological father to do?"

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Yang Huaming lowered his face and said to Mr. Liu: "Who is blaming the blame? I mean, in this regard, a mother has a greater responsibility. After all, the father is a man, and it is always inconvenient for a man to talk about that topic with his daughter.

It’s up to the mother to teach you things!”

"Bah, just pull me down!" Ms. Liu spat directly on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing also spoke up at this time, "Fourth uncle, fourth aunt, if you have anything to do, we can discuss it later when you go home. Let's discuss the embroidery first."

Yang Ruoqing spoke out, and both Yang Huaming and Liu had to give her face, so they both shut up immediately.

Yang Ruoqing stood up again, came to Yang Yongjin, and pulled Yang Yongjin up, "Second brother, the matter is over, so don't act like this. Even if you chop yourself with a kitchen knife until your flesh and blood are bloody, you can't change the facts."

"Sit back, collect yourself, and then tell everyone your second roommate's decision!"

"Has a decision been made?" Ms. Liu asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He gave Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming another look, causing them to lose their minds and put Yang Yongjin, who had his face red and swollen, back to the stool next to the table.

Mrs. Sun was always the most considerate person. She had already prepared a cold water handkerchief there, stuffed it into Yang Yongjin's hand, and asked him to apply it on his face.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Old Yangtou again: "Sir, you have to take care of yourself. There are some things you can't worry about, so just turn a blind eye. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Old Yangtou finally lowered his head and looked away from the roof beams.

His turbid eyes slowly moved away from Yang Ruoqing, then scanned everyone in the hall, and finally settled on Yang Yongjin.

"Tell me, when do you plan to get married? We're all here, helping your mistress organize the banquet!"

Everyone was stunned again, looking back and forth at Lao Yangtou and Yang Yongjin.

Yang Yongjin also took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and faced everyone. His face was full of shame, and he did not feel the slightest joy about having a happy event.
Chapter completed!