Changping Village.

If this happened before, my nephew who had been sleeping for several months suddenly woke up. Even if Sun and the others were holding a chopping board, they would go to the old house to visit Yang Yongxian and send their concern and joy.

However, since Yang Yongxian went to Changhuaizhou to participate in the provincial examination and failed the exam and planned to marry into a marriage, the impression of these people at home about Yang Yongxian suddenly dropped to zero.

So at this moment, even though she learned that Yang Yongxian had woken up, Sun still had no intention of visiting the old house.

Let’s talk about everything when Yang Huazhong comes back.

As noon approached, Yang Huazhong still did not come back, but the rain kept falling, and there was no trend of getting smaller.

Xiaohua said: "Looking at this point, our father should have been left to eat at someone he is familiar with. When the rain is a little lighter, his father should be back."

Sun nodded, "Maybe yes, let's have it first. After lunch, you will take the children back to your house to rest for lunch."

After lunch, Sun stayed alone in the main hall to do needlework, while looking up at the rain outside.

Why has the third brother not come back yet? Is it delayed by heavy rain? Or is it that something happened in someone's house that I was stuck?

In fact, while Sun was speculating in various ways, Yang Huazhong had actually returned to Changping Village.

But he did not go home, but took a middle-aged man named Yu Xingkui from Yujia Village to the small courtyard where Lao Yangtou was located at the entrance of the village.

"Brother Xingkui, it's this place. My old man is inconvenient to his legs and feet. He lives here alone. The east room is my old man. The west room is for you. The stove is in the yard and the toilet is complete."

After entering the yard, Yang Huazhong first briefly introduced to Yu Xingkui what every room in the yard is for.

Then he pointed to the east house and said to Yu Xingkui: "My old man has a good appetite and eats a lot. He has to eat three meals a day and smokes dry tobacco. In addition to cooking three meals for him, you also have to wash clothes and cook housework."

"When the weather is sunny, I pushed him to the yard to spread the sun. If he wants to go around elsewhere, he can only go to the few families I told you before..."

"Brother Yang San, don't worry, I remember all those families, Lao Wang's family, uncle's family in the south of the village, and the two families of Lao Jiang and Lao Chen in the village." Yu Xingkui reported it in one breath, and Yang Huazhong nodded with satisfaction.

"Besides, I am a bad guy. If you take care of me, you will eat more and get more tired, and you will be tired." Yang Huazhong said again.

Yu Xingkui smiled honestly and waved his hand and said, "Brother Yang San, you are polite. Thank you for your respect for me and trust me. I will ask me to take care of Uncle Yang and give me two taels of silver a month. Why would I feel tired of such a good thing?"

Yang Huazhong smiled, "Do work hard and be patient. If you can persist for half a year, I will give you processing money in half a year."

Yu Xingkui nodded vigorously and came here to serve the old man. First of all, he had all his food and accommodation, and he had two taels of silver in the money for living water every month.

This is just now November, and there are two months left before the New Year. If you can get two months of salary before the New Year, it would be four taels of silver!

The crops in the fields this year, plus the money he earned to help others during the slack farming period, was only about four taels of silver.

I am still exhausted and can earn a year's money by serving the old man here for two months. The stuffed cakes are falling from the sky. I will definitely catch them, and I can reach out to catch them.

"By the way, Brother Yang San, I have a reluctance to ask." Yu Xingkui said again.

"you say."

"I have an old lady and a woman at home. When you passed by, my wife took her son back to her home. Now there is nothing to do at home in winter. Can my wife bring her son here to play?"

"I promise I won't come every day, just come to see me occasionally. I have to serve Uncle Yang here, and I dare not walk away, for fear that something will be delayed by then, what do you think?"

Yang Huazhong thought about Yu Xingkui's words and nodded: "Okay, you can make your own arrangements. We will send rice, grain and vegetables every three days."

Yu Xingkui immediately expressed his opinion: "Brother Yang San, don't worry. When my wife brought her son to play, I wouldn't eat that meal. I would give my food to them and my mother and son."

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Okay, then you can make arrangements for yourself. If you go in and talk to my father, I will leave first. If you don't know anything, go to my house and ask me."

"Hey, Brother Yang San, don't worry, I will take good care of Uncle Yang."

Watching Yang Huazhong leave the yard, Yu Xingkui quickly went into the house to win over Lao Yang's relationship.

As a result, just as I opened the door, the three words "Old Yang..." were not finished, and a tea bowl hit the noodles.

Fortunately, Yu Xingkui was quick-witted and turned his head to avoid the tea bowl.

But some tea must be poured on his shoulders.

"Who asked you to come? Get out!"

Unable to hit a hit, Old Yang rushed up in anger and reached out to the teapot on the small stool beside the bed to smash it. Yu Xingkui quickly retreated to the door of the house and said weakly: "Old Yang, please calm down. My name is Yu Xingkui. In the past, you and my father were friends. When I was a child, you hugged me. The word "Kui" in the name Xingkui, my father said that Old Yang, you helped me get it. You can read and your vision is different from that of ordinary people..."

Old Yang's hand raised the teapot and stopped, and the skin folds beside the triangular eyes under the gray eyebrows were all trapped in reminiscence and thinking.

"Yu Xingkui?" Old Yang murmured, and suddenly thought of something and asked loudly: "Is your name Yu Maohe?"

"Yes, yes, my father is Yu Maohe, Lao Yang, you have a good memory. My memory is not as good as you. You are so powerful, you are always stronger!"

The sound of flattery outside the door was like a tide.

This flattery is the most suitable flattery that Lao Yang has heard in the past two months.

The people who came to serve him before were flattered by the idea, and he drove them away.

"Your father and I were in love with digging river dams back then. We spent two years together. We dug all the river dams in these ten miles and eight villages,"

Under the nourishment of flattery, Lao Yang continued to fall into memories.

Seeing the opportunity, Yu Xingkui quietly moved his feet into the room and slowly approached the bed.

When Old Yang saw Yu Xingkui's appearance, he was stunned, "You kid and your mother are carved from the same mold. I missed the red thread I used to pull from you! Your mother is Zhao Chang'e, right?"

Yu Xingkui nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up again: "Old Yang, you have a good memory. Even if you remember this, I feel ashamed of myself! Awesome!"

Old Yang smiled for the first time. This was the first time he showed a smile after being "exiled" to this yard.
Chapter completed!