, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Over there, Mrs. Sun went back to her room to report the situation to Yang Huazhong.
Yang Ruoqing dragged Daan to the kitchen and asked him about his situation.
Da'an said: "I heard from Uncle Luo and my mother, they both think that the field is not bad."
"Uncle Yu also went to call Li Guaizi from Lijia Village to the field ridge. After everyone talked for a while, Li Guaizi left. Before leaving, he even discussed how to come back to our house in a few days."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, and the matter of buying the land was almost completed.
"Sister, I'm so hungry. When will dinner be served?" Daan asked, touching his stomach.
Mainly because the smell in the kitchen was so fragrant that it made him want to move.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and patted Daan's shoulder: "The food is ready, you can do it anytime. But you'd better go to the next door room first and ask my mother what she wants."
"Good!"
Daan turned around and ran out of the house, and came back after a while.
"Sister, mother said it's time to start dinner!"
"Okay, help me set the chopsticks and bowls!"
Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, and Daan got busy.
Stir-fried lettuce, egg white vegetable soup, two large bowls of spicy rabbit, and a bowl of braised tofu.
Although it is a few simple farm dishes, it is full of portions, delicious and delicious.
It is served in an open earthenware bowl and placed on the table, with sweet potato rice on the side.
The full table makes people feel appetizing at first glance.
Yang Ruoqing walked to the bedside with a smile and said to Yang Huazhong who was greeting everyone to sit down: "Dad, Tang Yazi and I will help you sit in the wheelchair!"
"good!"
The man nodded hurriedly.
For more than a month, he has been eating, drinking and eating on this bed, never touching the table.
He seems to be able to sit around the table and eat with everyone like before!
Yang Ruoqing turned around and greeted Luo Fengtang, who came over hurriedly.
"Help me carry my dad into the wheelchair," she ordered.
"Um!"
Luo Fengtang leaned down beside the bed. Yang Ruoqing and Sun worked together to help Yang Huazhong onto Luo Fengtang's back.
Luo Fengtang picked up Yang Huazhong and put him smoothly into the wheelchair that had been covered with things.
"Dad, how do you feel?"
Yang Ruoqing brought a coat to cover his legs and asked with a smile.
Yang Huazhong's face was full of novelty, he touched here and there, and nodded repeatedly.
"This chair is good and comfortable to sit on. Tang Yazi is really handy!" Yang Huazhong said with emotion.
Luo Fengtang grinned sheepishly and said nothing.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Dad, I'll push you to sit at the table, and let's eat!"
"well!"
After more than a month of absence, the man finally returned to the table.
"Brother Luo, Brother Yu, and Tang Yazi, please stop standing and sit down to eat!"
Mrs. Sun greeted quickly.
Only then did everyone sit down, and Yang Ruoqing and Daan and Xiaoan also sat at the table.
"Everyone has been running around all day, are you hungry? Hurry up and eat some food. This tofu is made at home. Try it..."
Mrs. Sun was there again to encourage food.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started using them.
At this moment, a figure rushed in angrily at the open door of the house.
"Lao San, you bastard, a waste of money..."
Old Yangtou's voice stopped suddenly.
He stared at the circle of people sitting around the table with wide eyes, and then looked at the dishes placed in the middle of the table.
Old Yangtou was so angry that his eyebrows and beard were trembling.
Everyone sitting at the table was also disturbed by Lao Yangtou's sudden intrusion.
Xiao An was still holding a piece of rabbit meat and chewing it, and everyone else put down their chopsticks.
Mrs. Sun stood up hurriedly and stood there with a look of panic on her face.
The family invited guests to dinner, and I didn't go upstairs to invite my father-in-law over for a drink.
I feel guilty~
Yang Huazhong, on the other hand, turned his head and looked at Old Yang with a confused expression.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Yang Huazhong asked.
"You haven't eaten yet? Why don't you sit down and eat together?" The man then invited.
Mrs. Sun came to her senses and said hurriedly: "I'll go to the kitchen to get some bowls and chopsticks. Qing'er, hurry up and make room for your father."
"oh."
Yang Ruoqing responded, and just as she was about to stand up, she saw Old Yang over there waving his head and hands.
"Forget those false tricks, I didn't take them, and I don't have the intention to take them!" Old Yangtou said gloomily.
"Third brother, let me ask you, are you going to sell the two acres of paddy fields of our old Yang family?" Old Yang asked Yang Huazhong sternly.
Yang Huazhong was stunned.
"Dad, what are you talking about? That field is the root of our old Yang family, how can I sell it?"
"If you don't sell it, why is Yu Dafu here?" Old Yang raised his head and pointed at Yu Dafu sitting over there.
When Yu Dafu was pointed out, he smiled, hurriedly put down the wine cup in his hand and stood up.
"Old Uncle Yang, I..."
Before Yu Dafu could even begin to speak, he was interrupted by Lao Yangtou.
"I'm not asking you, I'm asking that bastard Lao San!" Old Yang said.
"Okay, third child, then you can have a good talk with your father."
Yu Dafu touched his nose and sat down again.
Yang Huazhong and Sun both glanced apologetically at Yu Dafu.
"Third brother, where are you looking? I'm asking you a question!"
Old Yang asked Yang Huazhong loudly with a cold face, his tiger eyes almost stared to the ground.
Yang Huazhong asked Lao Yangtou: "Dad, where did you hear that I was going to sell my land?"
"People in the village saw your wife taking Yu Dafu to see the fields!" Old Yangtou said angrily.
"You two losers, selling your land to buy food is outrageous!"
Yang Huazhong couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.
"Dad, we are inviting Brother Yu here today because we want to buy some land and ask him to help pull strings and build a bridge!"
"What?"
Old Yangtou thought he heard wrongly.
"Buy a field? What kind of field?" he asked immediately.
"The two acres of second-class paddy fields owned by Li Guaizi's family in Lijia Village are not bad. We want to buy them!" Yang Huazhong said.
"Second-class paddy field? How much does it cost per acre?"
"Four taels of silver per acre!"
"So expensive!" Lao Yangtou smacked his tongue.
"Where do you get so much money?" he asked immediately.
Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation with a smile: "Sir, you don't have to worry about where the money came from. It just came out of the blue!"
Old Yang glanced at Yang Ruoqing and then at the other people on the table.
The old man still seemed a little breathless.
Fields are the foundation of farmers' families, and also the foundation of large families.
No matter how old you are as an official outside, in the end you have to go home to buy land.
I only have two wishes in this life.
Providing a scholar with a good reputation will bring glory to the ancestors.
By purchasing more land, the family will become big and the business will be passed on to future generations.
But both of these failed.
The eldest son and the eldest grandson were both born in childhood. Land? Just don’t mention it!
"Third brother, it's a great joy to buy a land. You kid, why don't you talk to your father and me?"
Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhong, and the anger on the old man's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Instead, there was a look of relief.
