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Chapter 7739 deserve it

Now, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou brothers were even more confused.

"What's the situation? Why are Huasheng and Yongbo locked up? Tell us!" The more I couldn't figure out the situation, the more anxious Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou became.

Especially the reaction between Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaming was a catalyst, which made Yang Huazhong sweat all over his forehead.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll tell you."

At the critical moment, Yang Ruoqing was still calm in the face of danger, put down the tea bowl, and explained the matter between Yang Huasheng and his son clearly in a few words.

"How could this Hua Sheng do such a thing when he looks at his thick eyebrows and big eyes? He is confused!"

Yang Huazhong's face was full of depression, his two thick eyebrows were furrowed together, and a deep character Sichuan appeared on the part of his eyebrows.

Yang Huazhou even sneered and said, "Faces can deceive people. No wonder they have been talking to us this year and two years. It turns out that he deserves to starve to death because he has been holding up bad water in his stomach!"

Yang Huaming also said: "It may be that Yang Huasheng had the idea of ​​stealing things during his lifetime."

"Fourth brother, what do you say?"

"Third brother, think about it. My uncle has said twice that he found someone stroking around in the house when he was sleeping at night. He still thought it was a haunted!

Maybe it’s what Yang Huasheng said!”

Yang Huazhong thought about something.

Yang Ruoqing also thought about something.

My grandfather did say this twice before his death. The first time was when he was flooded, he lived at Yang Huazhong's house, and the house was next to Lao Yangtou's house.

The second episode was not long ago, the night before his death.

Whether it was the first or second chapter, Yang Ruoqing was sure that no thief slipped into the house.

The second time was when Luo Fengtang carefully checked the doors and windows, and there was no trace of being pried.

As for the first time, even though I didn’t check it out, the yard of Yang Huazhong’s family was separated from the yard of Luo’s family by a wall, and the Luo family had secret guards day and night to monitor.

When a thief enters the yard of Yang Huazhong's family, the secret guards on the Luo family will also notice and drive them away.

Therefore, Uncle Fourth's speculation is not valid, but Yang Ruoqing does not want to argue for such a thing at this time.

Yang Ruoqing used to be a staunch materialist, but now, she wants to use metaphysical words to say that, perhaps, what the young grandfather saw in the middle of the night these two times was not a thief, nor was it a deceased ghost of his relatives.

What he saw, perhaps... was himself.

This guess cannot be said. It’s too late. I’m afraid Sun will suffer from insomnia after saying it.

"Let's stop talking about this, let's go to the house there to see what's going on. I haven't had time to go to deliver food these days!"

Old Yang trembled and took out the keys at his waist, but took out the empty space.

He patted his hands around his waist and looked for it. He said to himself: "Where is my key? I remember hanging it here..."

The three brothers Yang Huazhong also looked at Lao Yang nervously. At this time, Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly and hooked up a bunch of keys with her fingers: "Don't worry, the key is here with me."

Old Yang saw the familiar string of keys and breathed a sigh of relief, while also surprised: "Why is the key there?"

Yang Ruoqing laughed silently, "You are so busy that you have forgotten everything. When you caught Uncle Hua Sheng that night, you handed the key to Tang Yizi and asked him to take it to detain him."

After such a reminder, Old Yang finally remembered it.

Yang Ruoqing continued, "As for Uncle Hua Sheng, don't worry, he didn't starve to death. These days, my aunt has to deliver food and drink to their father and son every day, three meals a day, and no one can be missed."

Only then did the old Yang and his son put their hearts back to their original place.

But after putting it back, I was in trouble again.

"What should we do with these Hua Sheng and his son?" Old Yang asked the three sons in front of him.

"Dad, what were you planning?" Yang Huazhong asked back.

Old Yang smiled bitterly, "I was angry at the time and said something ruthless, scaring him to send him to the official position."

"Dad, it's not your fault for saying harsh words. In that case, I would have wanted to beat him to death and bury him with my uncle!" Yang Huazhou, who had drunk a few cups of wine, was aroused by the fierceness in his bones, and he said with gritted teeth, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Lao Wu, you are a bit scary like this, and your words are even scary. Stop doing this."

Yang Huaming laughed and patted Yang Huazhou on the shoulder.

Yang Huazhou said angrily: "It's true. I am a person who is easy to say anything. I am the most shameful person who makes money."

"My uncle is still lying on the door panel, and the beast ran to look over my uncle's relics. What's the difference between this and a tomb robber?"

"This kind of thing is unethical, and having a son is without an asshole!"

Yang Huaming shrugged, "As far as I know, Yongbing's asshole is still there..."

Yang Huazhou frowned and looked at Yang Huaming with a weird expression: "Fourth brother, why do you still have the intention to joke? Are you so angry that I didn't see it?"

In recent years, all kinds of customers have dealt with.

He believes that he is good at training, and is able to move forward and retreat in various situations with ease.

But when he got home and encountered something about his uncle and Yang Huasheng, he didn't want to endure it. He just wanted to curse, beat and scold in the most primitive and rough way.

"Okay, okay, fourth brother is not kidding, come on, eat food to relieve the fire."

Yang Huaming quickly picked up a piece of meat for Yang Huazhou and coaxed and persuaded him.

Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou brothers are fine for the time being. At the table, Yang Huazhong thought about it and spoke: "From the position of my nephew, I have no tolerance for Yang Huasheng's behavior, and I wish I could send him to the bottom of the prison."

"However, in the real identity, we have to follow the rules when doing things."

"After all, he didn't really steal money, so it was an attempted theft. We detained him for many days, which can be regarded as lynching him..."

Old Yang raised his hand and interrupted Yang Huazhong's words: "Since that's the case, it's better to just leave this matter here and let go tomorrow."

Yang Huazhong had no objection to this, and detained for five or six days could be considered a pain.

"Dad, just let it go? I have to say that it will take at least one month." Yang Huazhou raised his head again and said, "Otherwise, I'm sorry for my uncle. My uncle took great care of Yang Huasheng's room during his lifetime."

Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhou, "It was because I thought of your uncle that I planned to let them go."

"Your uncle is kind-hearted and has been kind to others all his life. Even if he dies in the end, he will not affect anyone around him. He has not been able to wait for him for a long time."

"If your uncle had a spirit in heaven, he would definitely want to make big things happen. He doesn't want us to make things bigger and bigger for him."

"Where is Hua Sheng, although the bastard is a real bastard, he can just share his ancestors with us. This time, let's do it like this!"
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