"Nonsense!" Old Yang cut off Yang Yongxian's words with a dark face.
"Is it up to you to decide on the important matter of marriage?" He asked, "In the past few years, it was too much up to you. It was only because you were so stubborn that you ended up in this situation!"
"If I had used the dignity of a parent to suppress you, now you have a wife and children in your house, and the family is lively and harmonious. Why are you so alone now?" Old Yangtou said.
Yang Yongxian blushed and said, "Is it possible that the purpose of life is to marry a wife and have children?"
"Isn't it possible for me to live freely alone?" he asked.
Old Yangtou said: "Only by marrying a wife and having children can we continue our incense. In this cold weather, when you sleep, you will have a mother-in-law to warm your bed. In the future, when you are sick in bed, someone will bring you tea and meals."
"A hundred years later, when you return to the West, someone will wrap you in mourning and offer incense, so that you won't become a lonely ghost!" he said.
Yang Yongxian said: "I don't like to tuck someone into the bed. As for the children, at the worst, I can let Yongjin Yongzhi and the others have a few more, and then one of them can be adopted in my name!"
"Adoption is a last resort..." Old Yang said.
Yang Yongxian said: "There is no last resort, I don't want those old girls, let alone the kind of women who walk through the house!"
After saying this, Yang Yongxian turned around and walked away.
Old Yang was so angry that his head and face turned black, "Yongxian kid, why are you talking to me like this? What's wrong with this kid?"
Yang Huazhou said: "Dad, don't be upset. He hasn't found a wife yet, so he is upset and speaks a little hastily."
Yang Huazhong also said: "We have watched Yongxian grow up. This child is a bit arrogant. You said you asked him to marry someone who has lived in the same family. He probably feels a little humiliated. This is just a bit harsh. Don't take it seriously."
Yang Huaming finally spoke up: "As long as you have money, what's the difficulty in marrying a first-class wife?"
"Go back and say hello to Renyazi. The sixteen-year-old Shui Ling girl grabbed a lot of them!" he said.
Old Yangtou was accustomed to scold these remarks, but when he saw that it was Yang Huaming who said these words, Old Yangtou swallowed his words again.
It's rare that Yang Huaming is willing to speak, which is really good.
Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, what are the other two things you have?"
Old Yang came back to his senses and said: "The second thing is Yongqing!"
He raised his hand and pointed at Yang Yongqing, and Yang Yongqing also raised his hand and pointed at his nose: "Master, why are you getting involved with me again?"
Lao Yangtou said: "Your marriage is also a mess!"
"Look at Qing'er, she's still your cousin. She's doing well and her children have grown up. As a cousin, you can't do this!"
Yang Yongqing turned the finger pointing at his nose to picking his nostrils, and said with an indifferent expression: "Master, don't talk about me. I haven't figured out the matter about my eldest brother yet. When will my eldest brother get married, I will I’ll bring you a granddaughter-in-law back in a minute!”
After saying these words, Yang Yongqing also ran away.
Lao Yang fell back in anger.
Yang Huazhou scratched his head and said, "Dad, you should tell me your third wish!"
Old Yang's head fell on Yang Huaming, opened his mouth, and finally let out a long sigh: "Forget it, let's talk about it in a few days, let's relax!"
A wonderful sacrifice came to an end just like that.
Yang Huazhong took his two sons back home, and Xiao An came to see Chen'er. The two uncles and nephews had the best relationship. During the time when they went home for the New Year, Xiao An and Chen'er were tired of being together almost every day.
The two people talked most about things on the battlefield and competed in martial arts.
When the two of them were sparring in martial arts, Luo Baobao stood aside and watched with a smile while holding the coats they took off.
Then when they stopped, the little girl leaned forward and handed her uncle a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and Chen'er the warm water in a leather bag.
This made Yang Ruoqing, who was passing by, see it in her eyes and feel happy in her heart.
It seems like on the court in the previous life, the little fans cheered for the players they supported and formed a support team.
Seeing the harmonious and warm scene in front of her, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think of Dazhi again.
Counting the days, Dazhi should still be on the waterway to Yangzhou.
In the middle of winter, the rivers heading east to Yangzhou are all frozen. When large ships sail in the rivers, gunpowder is used to break the ice.
The rumbling sound of the gunpowder made the entire river tremble. Will Dazhi be afraid when he hears these sounds?
Will you get seasick?
Will you not be able to adapt to eating outside?
Looking at the eastern sky, Yang Ruoqing sighed softly, then turned back to the backyard and continued working.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, a group of soldiers escorted two carriages full of new year's goods back to Changping Village.
"Madam, this is a letter from the general to you." The leading soldier handed a letter to Yang Ruoqing with both hands.
Yang Ruoqing took the letter from home and said to the soldiers: "You two soldiers have worked hard all the way. Come in and have a rest!"
Yang Huazhong, Daan Xiaoan and the others were called to unload the New Year's goods on the carriage. Clothes, fabrics, and various snacks were all of the best quality.
There are also New Year toys specially bought for the three children in the family.
Seeing Dazhi's share, Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then put it away alone.
Yang Ruoqing made several copies of other things and gave them to the elders in the family, Lao Yangtou and Ga Gong as New Year's gifts.
Originally, he didn't plan to give it to the fourth room, but seeing the look of his fourth uncle, Yang Ruoqing still planned to give it to the fourth room.
But instead of sending it there herself, she asked Sun to help her deliver it.
After a while, Mrs. Sun came back.
"Qing'er, the things were delivered to you. It was collected by the third girl. She said that your fourth aunt is not well and has been sleeping in bed these days." Sun said.
"On this New Year's Eve, Fourth Aunt is sick again? She was in good health before, so why is she sick? Do you know what the disease is?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Sun smiled, with a strange expression on her face.
"What? Mom, tell me what you know." Yang Ruoqing said.
Sun said: "I went to her room to have a look and asked a few questions, such as the following questions."
"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
Is it a gynecological problem?
You know, the fourth aunt Liu is a sloppy person and never pays attention to personal hygiene.
"For women from farmers' families, eight out of ten of us have bad vaginal health. When we were young, it was a little better. But when we get older, all the root causes of the past diseases will come out. Today it hurts here, and tomorrow there is itchiness. Let alone your fourth aunt, many people are like this."
This was the first time Yang Ruoqing heard Sun's words.
To be precise, I have never paid attention to this aspect before.
"Mom, what about you? Are you okay? Are you unhappy somewhere?" Yang Ruoqing put down the things in her hands and quickly held Sun's hand and asked.
