"It's not surprising that Yongxian doesn't come back, but Yongbai doesn't come back either, which is a bit surprising." Yang Huazhong said.

Yongbai's parents both passed away early, and the child was almost raised with the help of these people in the family. Among them, his father-in-law, little old Yangtou, contributed the most.

In the past, he would come back during festivals and festivals to burn incense and kowtow to his parents and visit his father-in-law. It was a bit strange that he didn't come back during such a big festival as the Ghost Festival this year.

"By the way, when I came here earlier, I met Liu Yan at the pond at the entrance of the village." Mrs. Liu suddenly interrupted.

Liu Yan is the mother-in-law of Yongping and the granddaughter-in-law of little old Yangtou.

"Liu Yan has bright eyes and a diligent mouth. She greeted me politely when she saw me. I asked her if Yongping was back. She said that Yongping and her children were back for the holidays and were staying with us at home.

Where's my brother-in-law?" Mrs. Liu added with a sneer.

Ms. Sun nodded, "Although I don't have much contact with Liu Yan's daughter, I met her during the New Year and the holidays. She is very polite to all the aunts like us and she is a good person."

Yang Huaming grinned and said sarcastically: "When I deal with people again, when I meet an old man like us, I will jump with anger. Now, our old man has reached the point where even pigs and dogs dislike him!"

Yang Huazhong lowered his gaze and glanced at Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, please speak more calmly. After all, you are your biological father. Don't compare yourself to pigs and dogs."

Yang Huaming chuckled, lifted his clothes directly to his chest, and grinned: "Why is it so hot in this day? It's already the beginning of autumn..."

"Fourth brother, the autumn tiger is showing off its power." Mrs. Sun said with a smile.

Mrs. Liu snorted, "No one else is hot, but you are. It's still hot when you take off your clothes. You peel off the skin and it's cool."

Yang Huaming glared at Mrs. Liu: "The way you talk is so ugly!"

Not to be outdone, Ms. Liu pointed at Yang Huaming’s exposed belly and the two red beans on her belly, “I’m ugly and I want my face, but you’re ugly and you’re shameless!”

Five black lines fell on Yang Huaming's forehead, and the heat all over his body turned into anger, burning behind him.

Just as he was about to get angry with Mr. Liu, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps in the yard.

It turned out that Yang Yongping was here.

"Hey, is it so lively?"

When he saw a room full of people, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and greeted everyone one by one.

Sun and the others quickly invited him to sit down. Yang Ruoqing stood up and poured a bowl of tea for Yang Yongping: "Cousin, drink tea."

Yang Yongping, her cousin, is older than her, but he got married later than her and gave birth to children later.

The main reason was that his father had a romantic debt with Fengzhi, the ex-wife of Zhou Sheng in the village. After Fengzhi died, his father went to jail and the family business was ruined.

His mother remarried not long after his father was imprisoned, and his father died of illness not long after he was in prison, leaving Yongping and little old Yangtou and their grandson to depend on each other.

Yang Yongping had never suffered before, and he suffered a lot due to the sudden change in his family situation. Fortunately, he struggled to get back up again.

Although his business is not big now, he still has enough food and clothing. After such a delay in getting married, his children are about the same age as Feng'er.

Liu Yan can also run a household, and the young couple now has a son and a daughter. They really live up to that sentence. Happiness may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

"Thank you, sister Qing'er."

Yang Yongping took the tea and thanked him, then turned to chat with Yang Huazhong and the others.

As we chatted, the topic shifted from business, little old Yangtou's body, and interesting things about the two children to Yang Yongbai.

Yang Yongping has the closest blood relationship with Yang Yongbai among the grandsons of the old Yang family, because Yang Yongping's father and Yang Yongbai's mother are biological siblings, and they are both sons of little old Yangtou.

So Yang Yongping and Yang Yongbai are cousins, and these two cousins ​​happen to live together with a pair of cousins, Liu Yan and Cuiping, so these two couples must be more diligent than others in moving around in private.

Therefore, Yang Huazhong couldn't help asking Yang Yongping about Yang Yongbai's situation.

"What? Third uncle is saying that Yongbai and the others didn't come back during the Ghost Festival?"

Yang Yongping's reaction surprised Yang Huazhong and everyone else present.

And Yang Yongping himself was even more surprised.

"I came back last night and I haven't seen Yongbai yet. I thought Yongbai went directly back to his old house after he came back. My father was still asking me before and asked me to come and inquire!"

Yang Huaming was so angry that he bared his teeth, "What? That boy Yongbai really didn't come back? What does this little puppy say, he doesn't even care about his parents burning incense? This is to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor..."

Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly, "Fourth uncle, don't use idioms randomly."

Yang Huaming's mind turned around and two more words came out: "That is treason, disowning relatives, and ungratefulness!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes: "This is serious business. Stop talking to that guy."

"You bitch, you can't read a single Chinese character. You are jealous and jealous that I know more words than you!"

"Hey, you, Mr. Yang, are so full of ink, why don't you go and get the number one scholar? You can do that too!"

"You stinky bitch..."

"Okay, okay, we are talking about Yongbai right now. You two are going to fight at home later." Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry and interrupted them both.

Mrs. Liu snorted and turned her face away from Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming raised his head, letting Liu receive the contempt coming from his nostrils.

Yang Huazhong threw the dry cigarette bag on the table and called to Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou: "How many puffs will you smoke?"

Yang Huazhou waved his hand, "I won't smoke anymore, you can smoke."

"Why don't you smoke, Lao Wu? In the past, when you men got together to talk about something, didn't you have to puff up your throat?" Ms. Liu's anger did not last more than three seconds, and she immediately turned her head to talk to the men again.

Yang Huazhou smiled and waved his hands without saying anything.

It's not that he doesn't want to smoke, the tobacco the third brother brought out to entertain guests must be good tobacco, but he doesn't dare to smoke.

I smoked it, and my body smelled like cigarette smoke. When I got home, Suyun could smell it right away.

Now his wife is pregnant with Liujia and cannot smell the smell of cigarette smoke. For the sake of his grandson, Yang Huazhou has been holding back from smoking for the past few days when he plans to come back for the holidays.

"If the fifth brother doesn't smoke, I will smoke. The third brother's tobacco comes from Qing'er and Xiao An, who are filial, and they smoke it more carefully than we do."

Yang Huaming pulled out the dry tobacco stick he carried with him, knocked it on the table, stuck a handful of thin shredded tobacco and carefully rolled it into the hole, then picked up the fire on the table and lit it, and started smoking.

From time to time, he exhaled two puffs of white smoke, leaned back, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Ms. Liu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Look at his dead look, he looks like an old man."

Yang Huaming was immersed in the pleasure of puffing away the clouds and didn't hear it. Others did hear it, but they didn't pay attention.
Chapter completed!