In Changping Village, at the dinner table of young old Yangtou's family, the matter of buying a maid was still being discussed.
"Master, usually a maid is young, so she can wash and cook, but if she has to wait for you to go to the toilet, she will be a little out of her depth. How about..."
"Yongxian, what you said makes sense. Then don't buy the maid and replace it with an older servant. The servant is stronger." Old Yangtou immediately followed Yang Yongxian's words and changed his words. He was eagerly looking forward to it, lest Yang Yongxian would change it too late. Got the idea.
Yang Yongxian was about to nod when little old Yangtou quickly interrupted: "Yongxian, don't buy it from the servant woman either. We two old men live in the same room with a woman, and others will gossip."
"Ah?" Yang Yongxian was a little stunned, and his eyes subconsciously turned to Old Yang.
Old Yangtou flushed with anxiety and glared at little Old Yangtou with dissatisfaction: "Even if I buy a maid to serve you, I will not hesitate to do so. As long as we are upright and upright, we will not be afraid of others' opinions behind our backs." .”
"Brother, you're not afraid of me." Little old Yangtou said with an apologetic smile.
"How about someone giving you some advice behind your back? Can you lose a piece of meat?" Lao Yangtou asked again.
Little old Yangtou said: "People's words are scary. Even if we don't think about ourselves, we still have to think about the children. We can't let the younger generation be embarrassed."
Old Yangtou was so angry that he raised his finger and pointed at Little Old Yangtou, "You, you, you, it's just a trivial matter like buying a servant girl, why are you going further and further?"
Little old Yangtou continued to smile apologetically.
Old Yang was so angry that he sat in his wheelchair and gasped for air.
Yang Yongxian's eyes turned slightly, and he turned his head to discuss with little old Yang Touna: "Little grandpa, the servant girl I bought is different from the woman hired by the village. I bought her with the deed of sale. It’s equivalent to being your own person, just like buying a cat or dog and then reselling it if you want..."
Old Yangtou couldn't wait to ask: "The kind that rich people in the towns outside buy, right?"
Yang Yongxian smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's the kind. Rich families not only have servant wives but also servants. The master's family assigns servant wives to servants, and the children they give birth to are the family's children. The power of life and death of the family's children is also controlled by the master's family. In hand."
Old Yangtou's eyes lit up when he heard this. He finally understood why wealthy old men in their seventies could still take young girls aged fifteen or sixteen as concubines. In all likelihood, this was how they got here. The cats, dogs, chickens and ducks raised in the backyard are just like the ones the owners want to do!
"Brother, we are just old men from a farmer's family. We don't have the luxury of being like the old ladies in the town." Little old Yangtou still smiled, but his attitude did not waver at all.
He turned around and said to Yang Yongxian: "Yongxian, if you don't trust your father, go to Yujiacun and invite Yu Xingkui over, maids and servants, just forget it."
"No Yu Xingkui!" Lao Yangtou looked angry and slapped the armrest of the wheelchair hard.
Little old Yangtou said: "Brother, a few days ago you gave me a tael of silver to invite Yu Xingkui back to serve him for half a month. Why don't you want him now?"
Lao Yang didn't defend himself, his neck was cocked to the side, and he obviously refused to give in.
Seeing this, Yang Yongxian had no choice but to continue discussing with little old Yang Touna: "Little grandpa, the main reason for inviting someone to come back to serve you is to make it comfortable. If it is not comfortable, then the original intention will be lost. Otherwise, we should just follow me." Is that what you mean?"
Little old Yangtou still smiled kindly, "Yongxian, I understand your filial piety towards your father, but I also have my bottom line."
"How about this? If you come back with a servant girl, then go and discuss with your third and fourth uncles and ask them to take out the key to the house at the entrance of the village and let your father move back in. I am an old man who can run and walk. , no one needs to wait on you."
Yang Yongxian understood what little old Yangtou meant. If you buy a servant girl, then move out and stop living in my house.
If you live in my house, you can only ask men like Yu Xingkui to come over and serve you.
Yang Yongxian was immediately troubled. He was sending fish to his third uncle and his fourth uncle. He had just restored his favorability a little bit. How could he send something in front of him and ask for the key in the back?
"Master, please take a look at this..."
Yang Yongxian rubbed his hands, all the sadness written on his face.
Old Yangtou was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet, but unfortunately his legs were broken and he couldn't stomp. Then all the shame, anger and impatience were piled on his face, which turned into the color of pig liver, and his facial features were distorted.
"Master, how about we ask Uncle Xingkui to serve you?" Yang Yongxian asked cautiously.
Next to him, little old Yang said: "It was Yu Xingkui who served your master before. He has figured out your master's preferences and has experience. In addition, he is a man and strong, so there is no need to avoid suspicion. There is no one more suitable than him." .”
Yang Yongxian turned to look at little old Yangtou, smiled at him, then turned around and continued to look at old Yangtou with a consulting look.
"Master, I will ask Uncle Xingkui to come over and serve you for a while, and then you can be patient."
"When I make money, I will return to the village and build a house for you. Then you can buy as many servants as you want in your own yard. Everything will follow your wishes, okay?"
This big cake was painted, and Lao Yangtou was very excited.
He raised his hand and patted Yang Yongxian's hand, and sighed: "Yongxian, I have suffered all these grievances because of you. You must fight for your reputation. You must not let everyone laugh at you this time. !”
Yang Yongxian also held Old Yangtou's hand firmly and said solemnly: "Don't worry, sir. My grandson understands that this time he will definitely make a good turnaround!"
In the afternoon of that day, Yang Yongxian went to Yujia Village behind Changping Village, paid Yu Xingkui one month's wages in advance, and asked him to pack his things and come to Changping Village to serve Old Yangtou early tomorrow morning.
This news soon reached Yang Huazhong's ears by little old Yangtou.
"...Your father, the heart never grows old, and I can see through all those thoughts at a glance!" Little old Yang waved his hand, and he even felt agitated.
Yang Huazhong's expression was not much better.
"I haven't long remembered what happened to Xiangzi's mother before, so I still want to worry about those fancy things? I'm really convinced by him!" Yang Huazhong finally understood what it means to hate iron but not become steel.
The seventy-three-year-old man can't even stand up, and he still wants to buy a servant girl to take care of him.
No, it’s the little maid.
It's a pity that his old face also feels embarrassed. His great-granddaughter Xiuxiu is already a teenager, and this great grandfather still wants to play with a little maid who is about the same age as his great-granddaughter. What does this heart and face mean? Is it made from feces in a cesspit?
"Uncle, thanks to you for stopping him this time, he didn't let him continue to embarrass our old Yang family."
Yang Huazhong stood up and bowed to little old Yang.
Little old Yang also stood up and grabbed Yang Huazhong, "My surname is Yang too. If he does something like this to you, we will be embarrassed together. I will definitely stop him. Even if he hates me, I will do this." the wicked."
