Lao Yang made a fuss and sought death to show his feelings, which made it difficult for the Yang Huazhong brothers and sisters to say anything more.

Yang Huamei gave him a few simple words and then personally sent him back to his old home.

Bao Suyun has also left, but Yang Huaming is still here.

"What do you want to say?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Huaming smiled: "Third brother, do you believe what our father showed before?"

Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Huaming without saying a word. After a while, he shook his head: "It's difficult."

Yang Huaming laughed even more happily. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the table and ate them, "Third brother, just watch. Our father is old-hearted. I can see it in his eyes."

Yang Huazhong frowned even more tightly.

Yang Huaming continued: "This old man is no better than those young people aged fifteen or sixteen. Once an old man in his twilight years falls in love, it will be like the old house on fire, and it will get out of hand."

"Pour a basin of cold water down, and on the surface it seems that the fire is extinguished, but the old wood inside is roasting, and it will start burning again sooner or later!"

Yang Huazhong was very irritated, "Don't just analyze it, tell something real, how can you extinguish this fire?"

Yang Huaming spread his hands: "Love comes from the heart. Those who can control him cannot control his heart. Unless he is not allowed to leave the old house for the rest of his life, we will not be able to control him."

Yang Huazhong punched the table so hard that he didn't dare to think about those things.

Mrs. Sun also had a worried look on her face, but the woman was more thoughtful in this matter.

"Don't worry too much right now. If it's just our father's unilateral issue and Mr. Huang doesn't respond, he will naturally become bored after being cold-hearted a few times."

"I'm just afraid that Mrs. Huang will respond. One slap won't make a sound. If two slaps come together, it will be bad."

Yang Huaming sneered: "Huang is about the same age as me. Our father is seventy-three, so we are separated by generations.

Not to mention that Zhang Laizi is not dead yet, and Mr. Huang is not widowed. Even if Zhang Laizi is dead, it is impossible for Mr. Huang to like such a bad old man like our father!"

Sun said: "The truth is indeed this. Whoever she wants to hook up with, she has to look for something in the other person."

"There really isn't anything in our father's body that would interest Huang, so now it's our father's burden to shave his head."

Yang Huazhong suddenly shook his head and said: "Then Mrs. Huang hates us in her heart. As long as she can smear our old Yang family, she may be willing to do anything that can be revenge."

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"So if our father brings it to your door like this, maybe she will take advantage of it when her head is hot. This is also impossible to say!"

Yang Huazhong's words made Sun's slightly relieved mood sink again.

"We have no other choice but to stare at our father." Yang Huaming finally said.

Yang Huazhong sighed heavily, "Fortunately, the fields are free at this time of year. I will keep an eye on him when I have free time to prevent him from doing stupid things and bringing shame to our entire old Yang family."

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When Yang Huamei was sending Old Yangtou back, she passed by the door of Yang Yongxian's house and specially pushed Old Yangtou in to take a look at Yang Yongxian.

"I learned from my sister-in-law that although Yongxian has not woken up, his appetite during this period is obviously larger than when he just came back from Changhuaizhou.

If this person can eat and drink, he will definitely be able to survive, but Yongxian may suddenly wake up at some point." Yang Huamei murmured as she looked at Yang Yongxian who was rosy but asleep on the bed.

When Old Yangtou saw his eldest grandson, his face was full of heartache.

"I've been dreaming that Yongxian would wake up soon. We have to rely on him to support our old Yang family's big house!" the old man said.

Yang Huamei turned her head and glanced at the old man, "Dad, Yongjin and Yongzhi of the big house are not bad, and they have also supported the big house. Don't put the burden on Yongxian's shoulders alone. He can't bear it. You can also look at the other people."

It was provoked!"

Old Yangtou glanced at Yang Huamei angrily, disdain to argue with her on this matter.

The eldest son and grandson of the eldest son are always responsible for the glory of the family.

"Dad, if Yongxian wakes up, he will definitely continue to take the test for fame. People who take the test for fame cannot tolerate any stain, especially the conduct and style of their elders.

We all see your sincerity towards Yongxian. Even for Yongxian's sake, I beg you, don't go to the entrance of the village to see Huang's swearing in the streets during this period, and don't strike up a conversation with Huang if you meet her on the road. Is that okay?

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Facing Yang Huamei's heartfelt plea, Old Yang's eyes were cold.

"I thought you were really so kind to come over to see your eldest nephew, but why did you wait here for so long?" Lao Yangtou said with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Don't worry, I won't go out when I get back to the house later. Go tell your third and fourth brothers and ask them to bring a lock and lock the east room. It's best to seal the windows. I

Just go to jail inside,

If people outside ask, just say I'm dead, so you all can feel relieved."

The old man's angry words were like a knife piercing Yang Huamei's heart.

Yang Huamei's tears fell: "Dad, why doesn't this make sense? For us, for your children and grandchildren, is it difficult for you to control your words and deeds a little bit?"

Lao Yang's head and chest rose and fell violently.

He is seventy-three years old and has only a few more years to live.

Yes, he used to be a person who valued face more than his life, but now that he has reached this age, he has experienced a lot and has seen things through.

What people want in life is to be happy. It's boring to be tied up in everything and look forward and backward.

Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so there is no need to worry too much about them. If you treat them with all your heart and soul, they will all be white-eyed wolves who cannot support themselves. They all care about their own children and grandchildren.

Just like the water in the ditch, it always flows from top to bottom. I have never seen any ditch where the water goes upstream!

Therefore, if people don’t do it for themselves, they will be punished by heaven and earth.

But Old Yangtou would not be stupid enough to say these words in front of Yang Huamei. He knew that his children were now forming cliques, and those who worked together could not stand him as an old man.

"Your father, I am not a fool, I know it well." Old Yangtou simply said to Yang Huamei, pushed the wheelchair, turned around and headed for the door.

Yang Huamei looked at Old Yangtou's stubborn back with a look of helplessness.

"Dad, I'll take you back to the backyard."

She chased after him and held onto the wheelchair.

"No need, you can go back, it's getting late." The old man said.

Yang Huamei smiled: "This is all delivered to the door. It's not more than a few steps. I also want to see if my mother is asleep."

In this case, Old Yang didn't chase him much. When he got to the backyard, the old man went into the room next to the east room to sleep.

Yes, since Tan lost consciousness from the waist down and was paralyzed in bed, Yang Huaming paid for a woman to come and serve Tan personally.

They lived and ate together, so Old Yangtou moved to the next door room to sleep alone.
Chapter completed!