What are they planning?
Isn't it just to show you how to be nice to her?
How could you do something that would make her sad? Even if she didn't come with her and didn't know, but,
People are doing it, God is watching, and there are gods three feet above the head.
I can’t let go of my own conscience!
"Brother, I'm going back to the house to rest first. Thank you for your warm hospitality today. Let's talk again tomorrow day!"
After saying these words, Yang Huazhong walked away with his feet greased, followed closely by Yang Huazhou.
Yang Wenxuan looked at the two brothers escaping in a hurry and was puzzled.
"There are still such honest-minded people in the world? Is this stupid?"
"Brother..."
A voice rang in his ears, and a figure came closer.
Yang Wenxuan turned around and saw Yang Huaming.
"Ah, Fourth Brother, you don't have to tell me this. Don't worry, you brothers have all said it for this reason, and I, as the eldest brother, will not force it."
"Don't worry, my brothers and sisters will find out later and have to scold me, saying that I, the eldest brother, deliberately ruined your relationship as husband and wife..." Yang Wenxuan said.
Yang Huaming raised his hand to interrupt Yang Wenxuan.
"Brother, that's not what I meant. I have other things to tell you..." he said.
"What's going on? Tell me, fourth brother." Yang Wenxuan asked.
Yang Huaming glanced around, and then said to Yang Wenxuan in a low voice: "I have something to ask my brother for help, but this matter is related to my reputation and whether I can hold my head high as a person in the future."
"So I want to ask you to keep it a secret for me. Don't tell anyone, including my father, my brothers, especially that yellow-faced woman in my family!" he said.
Yang Wenxuan was startled for a moment, then became cautious.
"Okay, I'll keep it a secret. Fourth brother, if you can help me, I will definitely help you!" he said.
Yang Huaming nodded, pulled Yang Wenxuan aside, lowered his voice, and told Yang Wenxuan what he said was inhumane.
"In the past few years, although I have made more money than in previous years, my niece Qing'er trusted me and entrusted me with the management of such a large restaurant."
"I look great in front of others. When the guys in the restaurant saw me, they all praised me and fawned over me..."
"But in the dead of night, when I was lying on the bed, my tears wet several pillows!"
"Loneliness, loneliness, boredom, life has become boring!"
Speaking of this, Yang Huaming couldn't help but sigh a few times, his face full of sadness and loneliness.
After hearing what Yang Huaming said, Yang Wenxuan was really shocked, so much so that he even sobered up after drinking.
He looked at Yang Huaming, looking up and down.
"Oh my gosh, Fourth Brother, seeing how beautiful you are, my eldest brother thought you were a prodigal in love and had countless women."
"It turns out that such a tragic experience has happened to you!" Yang Wenxuan said with a shocked face.
"Although I haven't experienced what you have experienced, brother, as a man, I can relate to it."
"It's like a big meal is placed in front of you. You have the appetite, but you have no teeth, so you can't eat anything."
"Fourth brother, you are really miserable. Tell me, how do you want me to help you? Apart from cutting off this treasure from my crotch and lending it to you, I am obliged to help you if I can." Yang Wenxuan said solemnly.
Yang Huaming was also moved when he heard Yang Wenxuan's words.
He took a step forward and held Yang Wenxuan's hand, "Brother, I don't want you to help me with anything else. Just help me secretly find a doctor who can treat this hidden disease!"
"Brother, I want to regain my glory and play with women. I don't think much about it. I just want to have another son!" he said.
Yang Wenxuan said: "Don't you have a son named Kang?"
Yang Huaming shook his head: "The child is disabled. No, we have to give birth to another son."
Some things were family scandals and it was inappropriate to tell Yang Wenxuan.
For example, Kang Xiaozi was not born by him at all. He was a bastard who had an affair with his late eldest brother Yang Huaan...
"Brother, the chat box has been opened up now, and I won't hide it from you." Yang Huaming continued.
"In the past few years, I have been running a restaurant outside. I often see doctors, and I also take a lot of medicine in private."
"My stomach is full of food, but down here it has no effect at all, and the money is wasted in vain."
"I was just thinking that this must be something wrong. Those doctors from other places and doctors from small places probably don't have the same medical skills."
"That's why I have to beg you. Your Yuncheng is a big place, and you must know a lot of famous doctors from your travels."
"You must, must help me pay attention and find a good doctor to help me treat my illness!" Yang Huaming grabbed Yang Wenxuan's hand and begged again and again.
Yang Wenxuan nodded vigorously and patted Yang Huaming's arm.
"Don't worry, fourth brother, this matter will be taken care of by my eldest brother."
"I happen to know a doctor who specializes in treating men's affairs. After his birthday, I will take you to see him and let him give you a good diagnosis!" he said.
Yang Huaming breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes shone with anticipation, as if he had seen a new life.
After making an agreement with Yang Wenxuan, Yang Huaming returned to the backyard with satisfaction.
The pace was much brisker than in the past few years, and he even hummed a little tune.
Yang Wenxuan also returned to his yard. After entering the yard, he saw the lights of Zhou's house on in the distance, but Yang Wenxuan did not want to enter his wife's house.
He turned around and walked towards the concubine's house on the left. Suddenly, the door of the main room, which was originally closed, opened with a creak.
Ping'er, the eldest maid next to Zhou, came out and said, "Master, madam, please come over. I have something to talk to you about."
Yang Wenxuan asked: "In which aspect?"
Ping'er said: "It's related to the young lady's marriage..."
"It's not related to the old lady's birthday gift, let's not talk about it at all!" Yang Wenxuan waved his hand, turned around and left.
Ping'er followed a few steps forward: "But Master..."
"It's nothing, don't you see I'm tired today? Go away, go away, don't bother me!"
Yang Wenxuan waved his hand again and headed towards the concubine's room in the left wing, and Mrs. Zhou followed.
Mrs. Zhou was standing at the door of the house. Before she could speak, the door of the wing on the left opened and her concubine stood at the door of the house holding a tray.
There is a blue and white porcelain bowl on the tray.
"Master, I know that I must be tired from greeting distinguished guests tonight."
"So I have already prepared the nourishing sweet soup, and I am waiting for you to come over and drink it!"
The concubine stood at the door of the house, holding a tray in her hand and ogling Yang Wenxuan.
Yang Wenxuan's bones suddenly softened a bit, and his soul was all in the concubine's plump chest.
In the main room, Mrs. Zhou, whose breasts were already sagging, was so angry that her nose almost turned to the side when she saw this.
By the time she came to her senses, Yang Wenxuan had already been seduced into the house by the concubine.
The concubine did not forget to turn her head and cast a provocative glance in her direction. Mrs. Zhou was so angry that she almost cursed.
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