A bunch of villagers watching the excitement gathered under the old maple tree. Old Yangtou lost his mind in anger and complained bitterly to everyone about the Liao family's ruthlessness and senselessness, and that the third family was eating everything in.

If everyone had just speculated about these strange things about Lao Yang's family in private before, and had not been confirmed by the parties involved, now, thanks to the Liao family, everyone finally heard the original version from Lao Yang's mouth.

"What's wrong with a man having three wives and four concubines? It's only natural. My Yongxian was chosen by someone in Changhuaizhou and was given a courtyard house as a dowry. What does this mean?"

"This shows that my Yongxian is capable and capable. He doesn't have to pay a penny as a bride price. He just picked up a wife and a house for nothing. Do other men have this ability? They are all singles!"

"The Liao family was so cruel that they beat Yongxian like that on the spot. For the sake of my relatives, I didn't even go to the police. It would have been better for them to just come back and get the things. Liao Meiying didn't care about Yongxian's life or death, even Yongxian's son.

Abducted,"

"Folks, the road is not level and others are treading on it. Please help me be fair. I have lost my grandson and I have to lose my great-grandson. How can I live? This is simply costing me my life!"

Lao Yangtou was really desperate this time, because he found that he was completely isolated and helpless in Lao Yang's house.

The people who ate melon heard the whole process and said all kinds of things.

"This is Yongxian's fault. Even though he passed the exam, he is still a poor wife and refuses to leave the court. He failed the exam this time and still wants to take a concubine. It's all a fool's errand."

"It's not unusual for Brother Liao to beat Yongxian. When a girl is bullied, if she doesn't support her now, when will she support her? She should be beaten."

"It's not good to overdo it. What will happen if the girl becomes a widow?"

"For a man like Yongxian who is irresponsible and bad, marrying him would be more practical than being a widow!"

"Mei Ying is right to go back to her parents' home."

"The child should not be taken away. After all, it is the blood of the old Yang family and the only descendant of Yongxian..."

After listening for a long time, Lao Yangtou finally heard something that suited his heart.

Before he could cast a grateful look at the person who said this, the person changed the topic and continued: "Speaking of which, this child is Yongxian's descendant, and he may be as unscrupulous and wicked as Yongxian in the future.

If Mei Ying raises this child, she won't raise another white-eyed wolf, right? It's better to send her back, so she doesn't have to worry about remarrying."

Lao Yang almost sprayed the man's face with a mouthful of blood.

"You, you, you, these..."

What are these?

Everyone was very curious, but Old Yangtou could not satisfy their curiosity because he was carried away by everyone's words.

It wasn't until brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came over and pinched the person that they finally woke him up.

Lao Yang raised his hand and slapped Yang Huaming in front of him.

"Why are you pinching me? Let me die!"

Yang Huaming squatted in front of the wheelchair, holding on to the wheelchair with both hands. He stuck out his tongue and licked the burning corners of his mouth, tasting a fishy-sweet taste.

He got angry, stood up from the ground, and kicked Lao Yangtou's wheelchair hard.

"If you want to die, go ahead. The pond is over there. Go ahead. Whoever stops me is my grandson!"

After Yang Huaming finished cursing, he turned around and strode away from the crowd, fuming angrily and never looking back.

Here, Yang Huazhong sighed. He waved to the crowd of onlookers and asked everyone to disperse. Then he silently pushed up his wheelchair and walked towards the old Yang family's house.

Old Yangtou was sitting in a wheelchair, crying like a child.

One day later, Lao Yang fell ill when he returned home.

The old man insisted not to live in the east room, so he asked brothers Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing to build a shop in Yang Yongxian's house, and he slept in that shop.

He stared at Yang Yongxian and talked to him day and night, imagining that one day his precious grandson would open his eyes and see himself as his father.

The days seemed to have returned to calm, and everyone was living in their own place.

Until this day, a carriage stopped at the door of the Luo family's yard.

"Jun Mo?"

Wang Cuilian happened to be returning from washing vegetables in the pond, and met Zuo Junmo who was getting off the carriage at the gate of the yard. The woman's eyes lit up and she hurriedly greeted him.

Zuo Junmo greeted Wang Cuilian and then asked, "Are Baobao and Jingling at home?"

Wang Cuilian nodded: "Here you are, hurry up and get in the house."

Zuo Junmo was not in a hurry. He glanced at the carriage behind him and said to Wang Cuilian, "I'll bring someone back for them."

"Ah?" Wang Cuilian was surprised, and then looked at the carriage: "Could it be that the old lady is here?"

Zuo Junmo shook his head and said to the people in the carriage: "You can come out now."

The curtain of the carriage moved, and a young man wearing a dark blue robe jumped out of the carriage.

The boy is slightly taller than Luo Baobao and slightly smaller than Chen'er. He has pretty features, red lips and white teeth.

"My grandson has met my great-grandmother, and wants to say hello to her!"

He bowed his hands and bowed respectfully to Wang Cuilian. His movements were gentle and graceful.

As soon as Wang Cuilian saw the child in front of her, she knew that he must be a scholar and polite. In addition, Zuo Junmo brought him here, and Wang Cuilian liked him even more.

"Good boy, you don't need to be so polite."

The young man stood up straight and looked past Wang Cuilian towards the large yard behind her.

His eyebrows were slender and long, and his eyes were clear. At this moment, he was staring at the courtyard with green tiles and white walls. Thousands of emotions were floating on his handsome face, and his eyes showed joy and some suppressed excitement.

It's like a traveler who has not returned home for a long time and finally returns to his hometown in a late season after a lifetime of ups and downs.

Wang Cuilian was surprised by the expression of the young man in front of her. Whose family does this child belong to? Why did my family react like this when he came to my house?

This child's facial features are somewhat familiar, as if he has seen them somewhere...

"Grandma, Uncle Zuo, I'm going to find my sister first."

The young man said something to Wang Cuilian and Zuo Junmo, and then entered the courtyard impatiently.

Wang Cuilian stared at his back. Suddenly, a name jumped out of her mind:

"Jun Mo, this child...could he be..."

"That's right, it's Dazhi."

"Ah!" Wang Cuilian was shocked.

Soon, Blacksmith Luo and Tuoba Xian all got the news.

backyard.

After getting up early, Luo Baobao and Jing Ling practiced boxing and kicking for a while, and then went back to the house to change clothes. While changing clothes, Luo Baobao heard Teddy barking fiercely in the yard.

"who is it?"

She poked her head outside the door and saw a young man in green clothes standing with his hands behind his back under the camphor tree at the entrance of the yard. His figure was upright and thin, but his facial features were extremely handsome, as if he had been traced one stroke after another.

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Chapter completed!