"Even if grandma drives Uncle Wu to the end of the world, he is still your son, Aunt Wu is also your wife, and Mianmian is also your granddaughter!"
"Since this is a fact that cannot be changed or erased, why do you need to expel them?"
"Isn't it good to let them have a home to go back to?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
She worked so hard to help, but Uncle Wu and the others fought for the chance to come back.
It's not that she personally thinks Lao Yang's family is so nice, warm and loving.
Rather, it is the rural concept of people of this era.
The fifth uncle and the fifth aunt are in the south, and they have been looking forward to coming back.
In their eyes, this is their root.
Without roots, even if they live in the south, they are still drifting duckweeds.
Especially during the Chinese New Year, when thousands of families are reunited, they are probably suffering even more in the south.
At the table, Old Yang remained silent and stared at Yang Ruoqing with his eyes open.
Mr. Tan, on the other hand, frowned and looked impatient while sitting in the heating bucket.
When Yang Ruoqing saw Tan's appearance, it was probably because it was New Year's Eve.
Otherwise, the old lady would have been scolded.
Regarding whether the male protagonist is the outsider and the female protagonist is the internal protagonist, it is up to Old Yang to make the final decision on Uncle Wu and the others.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on Old Yangtou again.
Yang Huazhong also looked at Old Yangtou with a sincere expression.
Even Yang Huaming couldn't help but say: "In the past six months, I see that my fifth brother has aged several years."
"Several times when I went over to escort the goods, he would privately inquire about my father and mother's health. He was thinking about you two."
"Father, mother, please let fifth brother and the others come back,"
"There are so many brothers in our family. To be honest, except for the third brother."
"Who else hasn't done something wrong?"
"You can all forgive me, why can't you forgive Fifth Brother and the others? I just can't figure it out." Yang Huaming said.
The eldest brother hooked up with his four younger siblings and got pregnant.
The second brother is unfilial and hides in the town during holidays.
I used to be lazy, teased the widow, and had bad intentions towards my fifth younger brother and sister...
If you count all these things in detail, none of them is as minor as the matter of the fifth house.
Haven't everything been revealed in the end?
Over there, Old Yangtou let out a long sigh.
His eyes turned to Yang Huaan.
"A brother is like a father, boss, what do you think about this?" the old man asked.
Yang Huaan's eyes were staring at Mrs. Liu's belly.
I was thinking in my mind that I planted a seed in the stomachs of these four siblings in June.
Six months have passed in a flash.
Wait until March, hehe, won’t you be a father?
Is it a son or a daughter?
Well, if you don’t have too many sons, it’s best to have another one who can lead the way!
"Boss, what am I asking you? What are you thinking about?"
When Old Yang saw that Yang Hua'an was distracted and glanced at the belly of his fourth wife, the old man's expression changed.
Everyone else in the hall also followed Old Yangtou's shout and noticed something unusual about Yang Hua'an.
Yang Huaming stood on one side, blocking Yang Huaan's sight.
"Brother, if dad asks you a question, please take care of those eyes and don't look around, okay?"
Yang Huaming's voice was a little harder, with obvious displeasure.
Mrs. Liu hid behind Yang Huaming, shrinking her neck and saying nothing.
Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin and others from the main room looked around at Yang Huaan and Liu with suspicious expressions.
Yang Huaan realized his gaffe and quickly looked away.
He coughed dryly and straightened his back.
"I drank a little too much at the New Year's Eve dinner just now, and my head was a little dizzy. I didn't hear clearly what dad asked," he said.
Old Yangtou then asked the question again.
Yang Huaan looked at everyone's expressions and rolled his eyes.
"Everything goes well with the family. As the elder brother, I still want the brothers to be in harmony. It would be good if we reunited and rejoiced at the knees of our parents."
he said.
This old man is just hypocritical.
If you really want to drive out the fifth house, then Yan Huaian's money should not be allocated to the fifth house.
The money was divided, but they were chased away and refused to return to Changping Village.
The five-bedroom family is hiding in the south and living happily. Doesn’t it mean that the two elders in the family have one less family room to support them?
It used to be five months before returning to the big house. Now it's four months. Is it annoying?
"Dad, please forgive Wufang and let them return to our old Yang family!" Yang Huaan also said sincerely.
Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongjin also expressed their opinions.
Mrs. Tan couldn't see, but when she heard everyone in the room saying this, Mrs. Tan couldn't sit still.
"What are you doing here? Making fun of others? Bao always drags that oil bottle named Dabao with him wherever he goes!" said Tan.
Yang Hua'an said: "I think Dabao's kid is not bad. Let's just let the fifth brother recognize him as his son!"
"I don't want it if it's not from our old Yang family!" said Tan.
Yang Huaan smiled apologetically: "That child is purely adopted to the fifth child. At most, it will be a genealogy to stop the mouths of the villagers."
"Our old Yang family's money, rice and food will definitely not be distributed to him." Yang Hua'an said.
After hearing this, Mrs. Tan became silent.
"Daddy Mei'er, you make the decision," she said.
Old Yangtou pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth and let out a long sigh.
"Okay, then send a message to Lao Wu and the others later, so that they can bring Mianmian back to visit relatives when they have time!" the old man said.
Hearing this, Old Yangtou finally relaxed.
Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and the father and daughter finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Huazhong and others sat with Lao Yangtou for a while, chatting about old age and family affairs.
The sound of footsteps and Yang Huamei's shouting came from outside the door.
"Wang Shuanzi, are you still a man? You walk so slowly that you are worse than a woman. If I had known you were so slow, I wouldn't have brought you here..."
Everyone in the room looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces froze.
Mrs. Tan became excited, and the old lady stood up from the heating bucket.
"Meier, but Meier is here?"
"Mom, I'm here to wish you a happy New Year!"
Yang Huamei's crisp response came from the door of the hall.
Then, a fiery red, round figure entered the main room door.
The brand-new skirt made of red satin was wrapped from top to bottom, wrapping around the fat belly and waist in layers.
I saw everyone at the table in the main room, men and women.
Yang Huamei was very excited and trotted over with her elephant legs.
There was so much powder on her face that it was frighteningly white.
As he ran, the flesh on his cheeks trembled violently, almost reaching his shoulders.
A real fat man with a big head and big ears.
"Dad, Mom, have a wonderful New Year. Mei'er wishes you a happy New Year!"
Yang Huamei came to the heating bucket like a child.
Mrs. Tan stretched out her hand to touch Yang Huamei's fat face and smiled: "Good girl, you are so sensible. Even in this cold night, you still want to come and wish us New Year greetings."
Next to him, Lao Yang glanced towards the door of the hall, but he didn't see Wang Shuanzi yet.
