"You can't write two characters of "Yang" in one stroke. At this moment, it is time to test whether our Lao Yang family can work together to overcome this difficulty!"

After Old Yangtou said these words, his eyes fell on Yang Huazhong.

"Your second brother is in the county town. I'll have to send someone to call him back later."

"Among the brothers here, you are the oldest, please say something!" the old man said.

…

Yang Huazhong raised his head with a heavy expression on his face: "Dad, why do you still need to ask?"

"Even if it's just selling the pot, I still want to help my elder brother cure his illness and save his life!" Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhong with a moved expression and nodded heavily.

"well……"

"What's so good?" Mrs. Liu suddenly said.

"What do you mean by selling a pot of iron to treat your elder brother's illness?"

"Can't we live our own lives together?"

Mrs. Liu asked loudly, now she was no longer afraid of Old Yangtou's gaze.

"Dad, you want to save your eldest brother. We understand how you feel. As brothers and sisters, we can only try our best to raise money."

"But look at my four children, Mr. Kang is still handicapped, and it will be difficult for him to find a wife in the future."

"We are selling the pot, and if my eldest brother survives, we must die too."

"What's more, brother's disease itself is a fatal disease. Even if the emperor gets the disease, he will have to wait for death. I just want to get it!"

"What did you say? You stupid woman, what did you say?"

Old Yang slapped the table and stood up, so angry that his eyes nearly popped out.

Everyone in the hall was frightened, but Mrs. Liu was not afraid at all.

"I dare to say it a hundred times. Dad, you will protect your eldest brother and your eldest son like this for the rest of your life."

"Those of us are all free-range."

"Now that my eldest brother has that disease, to put it bluntly, this is his fate."

"We have to comply with destiny, and we can't put our own lives on the line!"

When Mrs. Liu finished speaking, her face turned red, and Old Yangtou's face turned purple with anger.

"This this……"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't even speak. Finally, he fell back and fell stiffly on the stool.

Panting heavily.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou hurriedly gathered around, one trying to persuade Old Yangtou, and the other stroking his chest to calm him down.

Over there, Yang Huaming rushed to Mrs. Liu, raised his hand, and slapped Mrs. Liu hard on the face.

He immediately knocked Mr. Liu around in a circle and then fell to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Ms. Liu covered her face, opened her mouth and burst into tears.

"No, no, no, no, you can beat me to death. If you don't, I will be dragged to death by your big brother!"

"Fight, fight, beat to death,"

"I'm not alive anymore..."

Yang Huaming really wanted to fight again, but Sun and Yang Yongxian came over to stop him.

"Fourth brother, don't do this. Don't cause more trouble after a while."

While stopping Yang Huaming, Mrs. Sun said to Cao Bamei and Yang Ruoqing: "You two, quickly take your fourth aunt to the backyard."

Cao Bamei and Yang Ruoqing understood and quickly picked up Mrs. Liu and took her to the backyard.

When they came to the backyard, Ms. Liu was still crying and cursing.

This means that if the fourth room tries to pay for Yang Hua'an's medical treatment by selling it, she will be killed.

Yang Ruoqing sneered and said to Ms. Liu, "Fourth Aunt, I find you are so ruthless!"

Liu's scolding stopped abruptly and she glared at Yang Ruoqing: "Is this called ruthlessness?"

"Then you have made so much money. If you are not ruthless, why would you use all your wealth to treat your uncle's illness?" Mrs. Liu choked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"When I say ruthless, that's not what I mean."

"People say that one night of marriage leads to a hundred nights of kindness. You and my uncle didn't just get married in one night, we even gave birth to a son!"

"You said that my uncle is so ill that there is nothing left to live for. Are you so cruel?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's sarcastic remarks, Ms. Liu was immediately speechless and her face turned red.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Mrs. Liu looked around, sat on the porch in the backyard, took out her handkerchief and began to wipe her tears again.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Mrs. Liu and said to Cao Bamei: "Let her stay alone in the backyard. Bamei, let's go to the front and listen."

Cao Bamei hesitated for a moment, "Is it okay to leave Fourth Aunt here alone?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The doors of every room are locked, so they are safe!"

Cao Bamei has black lines all over her head.

This is not what she wants to ask, this Qinger!

On the ground, Mrs. Liu became even more annoyed when she heard this and almost jumped up.

"Girl Qing, what are you talking about? Are you treating me as a thief?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Stop yelling at me. Didn't you steal a lot of things from my house? Do you want me to list them for you one by one?"

Mrs. Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

But looking at Yang Ruoqing, who was already a few points taller than her, Liu was stunned.

"Why is my life so miserable? My whole family, old and young, bullies me..."

She covered her face with a handkerchief and sat back crying, feeling sorry for herself.

Yang Ruoqing was too lazy to look at Mrs. Liu anymore, took Cao Bamei's hand, and the two of them quickly returned to the front yard.

In the front hall.

When Yang Ruoqing turned back, Old Yangtou had already breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Yongjin was standing in front of Lao Yangtou with his head lowered.

"Master, I still have twenty taels of silver in savings here."

"My son should be responsible for treating my father's illness."

"Uncles, aunts, and sisters and husbands all have their own families and have to live their own lives."

"They have the heart to help me, and I'm grateful. They have their own difficulties, and if they can't help me, they have nothing to complain about."

"Just like what the fourth aunt said just now, my father's disease... I sent him to a larger place for treatment, just to put my own conscience at ease. I feel that we have not given up and have saved..."

As soon as Yang Yongjin finished speaking, Yang Yongxian stood up beside him.

"I am the eldest brother, and I, as the elder brother, should be responsible for treating dad."

Yang Yongxian said.

"However, I am very ashamed. I have been studying all these years, relying on family support, but I don't have any savings."

"This time my father is ill, but I can't use any of my abilities. I have to rely on my second brother. I feel really guilty."

"I have a suggestion. My second brother will contribute the money for dad's medical treatment first."

"As well as the money that uncles kindly lent us, I will write it down in the book one by one."

"When the private school opens in the future and I have income, my second brother and I will bear the responsibility 50/50!"

"Master, please make it happen!"

Finally, the two brothers Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongjin knelt in front of Lao Yangtou.

Old Yang nodded repeatedly, seeing his two grandsons being so filial to Yang Huaan.

There was finally a hint of relief in Old Yangtou's eyes.

"Okay, okay, both of you get up and let's discuss the rest."

Old Yangtou said.

Everyone sat down and began to discuss the strategy for Yang Huaan's treatment.

What Lao Yangtou means is that the medical clinics in the town and county are not open at the moment.

But Yang Huaan's illness cannot wait.
Chapter completed!