"Dad, it's not that I'm malicious in speculating on my eldest cousin. It's just that given his behavior in the past years, I really don't dare to believe it."
Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong got straight to the point.
"Is there something fishy in this? Isn't it just a mess for everyone?" she asked.
"Qing'er, to tell you the truth, I have also thought about this matter. Not only did I guess so, but several village elders also thought so, but the banknote Yongxian took out was real!" Yang Huazhong Said again.
Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide.
Did you even take out the banknote? So sincere?
Yang Huazhong continued: "This trip he not only has to build roads, but also build bridges for the villagers."
"He plans to build a stone arch bridge on the river behind our village to make it easier for children to go to school."
Yang Ruoqing only felt that the shock was coming one after another.
"My cousin has done so many things for the villagers this time and spread out so much money. What is his purpose?" she asked.
As a businessman, since he can make so much money, he will value money more.
Every tael of money paid must be meaningful.
Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, "I was also thinking about this, but when I asked him, he said he had no purpose and no intention of repaying anything. He just wanted to provide some benefits to the villagers and give back to everyone after he made money."
Yang Ruoqing was silent again, and after a while she said, "If my cousin really does what he says and does, then I will respect him from now on."
As an upright person, what Yang Huazhong likes most is this kind of good thing that benefits the villagers, and he seems a little excited.
"I think so too. Let's wait and see what happens this time. I hope Yongxian can really change everyone's view of him by doing these good things!"
…
At night, we all went to dinner at Chang Gen's house in the village. When we passed under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, we saw the high stage with loud gongs and drums and lively singing.
There are several stalls under the stage selling fried dough sticks and twists, and old men and women in their fifties are queuing up with small wooden sticks to eat for free.
Most of these people don't eat it themselves, but get it as a gift for their grandchildren.
What Yang Ruoqing heard most along the way was the villagers' praise for Yang Yongxian.
"My eldest brother used to do so many weird things and became the laughing stock of villages all over the country. Now I have made money and come back to do some good deeds. His previous reputation has been completely wiped out. Hey, this money is really a good thing!"
On the way to Chang Gen's house, Yang Ruoqing deliberately lagged a few steps behind and sighed with Luo Fengtang in a low voice.
Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze from the stage, raised his hand to rub Yang Ruoqing's hair, and said with a smile: "A prodigal son can never be replaced by gold. If he can really change his mind and start a new life, and become a big businessman with good intentions, it will be great for everyone." Good thing."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, yes, I hope he really does good!"
In mid-February, spring had already begun, but it was still a cold night.
However, the hustle and bustle in front of the stage drove away the spring cold.
Old Yangtou was pushed by Yu Xingkui to sit in a small corner behind the curtain on the stage, sitting with the actors who played the erhu, plucked silk and bamboo strings.
The old man looked down at the dark crowd under the stage, watching the heads rising and falling, and he felt an indescribable sense of pride in his heart.
The smile on his face turned into a flower, and superiority was revealed in every wrinkle.
Look, this is the theater troupe my eldest grandson hired with money. I am too lazy to sit down and watch the show with you. Old man, I have to sit on the stage to watch the show. The troupe leader personally pushed it up.
From a distance, Yang Ruoqing saw Lao Yangtou on the stage.
"Look at my master, it's time to feel proud. The one singing on the stage tonight is not the protagonist, he is."
Following Yang Ruoqing's gaze, Luo Fengtang also saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair in a corner of the stage, wearing a velvet hat on his head and a thin blanket on his legs.
Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "What your father has been looking forward to most for the rest of his life is that your eldest cousin will achieve something, and now he has fulfilled his wish."
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I hope he can keep fulfilling his wish like this. I don't want to argue with an old man. Let's go to Uncle Chang Gen's house."
In the main room of Chang Gen's family, Chang Gen imitated the way Yang Huazhong's family entertained guests and put two Eight Immortals tables together.
Chang Gen and his two sons were there to greet everyone, light cigarettes and pour tea.
In the backyard kitchen, Guihua and her two daughters-in-law were cooking in full swing.
Sun and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard kitchen. Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and was about to strike, but was stopped by Osmanthus fragrans.
"We agreed that you are guests tonight, so don't do it. Look at your mother, I usually ask her to stuff firewood for me when I come here, but now I won't even allow her to do it!"
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun, who was smiling and nodding to her, so Yang Ruoqing smiled, closed her sleeves and said, "Okay, then I'll be lazy."
The eldest daughter-in-law has an honest and dull temperament. In addition, she is married as a step-mother. She has not yet given birth to a child after entering the Li family. She only raises the child left by the previous one with Guihua. Therefore, the eldest daughter-in-law basically does not talk much. , do things in silence.
In comparison, the little daughter-in-law, who has been in the family for a year and is already four months pregnant, seems to be more confident.
In addition, she has a cheerful personality, so without waiting for Guihua's instructions, the young wife went outside and brought two small horses in to invite Sun and Yang Ruoqing to sit down.
"Thank you, brother and sister." Yang Ruoqing thanked the other party, sat down next to Sun, and listened to Guihua and Sun's chat.
The conversation was all about the family's quarrels. Guihua and Yang Ruoqing carefully inquired about Xiaoyu's current situation. How is the pregnancy? Is it serious? How good are the three nephews? How are things going with the parents-in-law and Ning Su?
Yang Ruoqing naturally reported good news but not bad news, choosing only the good ones to talk about. She didn't say a word about Aunt Ning Su bringing her cousin to make a concubine.
After some questioning, Osmanthus was satisfied.
Yang Ruoqing also understood that most of the essence of this dinner was actually in this question.
There is no way, parents in the world are like this, their hearts are always with their children.
When the meal was served, it was obvious how rich it was.
Halfway through the meal, Yang Huaming came over in a hurry.
"Third brother, I've been looking for you everywhere, and it turns out you came to Brother Chang Gen's house for dinner. This makes it easy for me to find you!" Yang Huaming wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.
Chang Gen was the host. He got up first and walked towards Yang Huaming, holding a wine bottle in his hand: "Today Tangyazi and Qing'er are back from Xiaoyu in Qing'an County. I'll invite them over for dinner. Fourth son, you You’re here just in time, come and have a drink!”
Yang Huaming held Chang Gen's arm and said, "Brother Chang Gen, remember this wine for now. I'll drink it next time. There's something wrong with coming to see my third brother right now!"
Hearing this, Yang Huazhong also stood up: "Is it about Yongxian? If you are in a hurry, let's talk about it now. If you are not in a hurry, come over and have a drink first, and then talk about it when you get back."
