Hearing this, Lao Yangtou suddenly became nervous.
"Which side is your face? Hurry up and let me take a look."
The old man stretched out his hand, grabbed Yang Yongxian's face, and leaned over to look at it carefully.
Yang Yongxian knew that he couldn't hide it, and he didn't want to hide it deliberately. He just said: "It's okay, just a small problem..."
"The five fingerprints are still there, why is it still a small problem?" Old Yang was worried.
Yang Yongbai was also anxious and angry, "Brother, you are about to build roads and bridges in the village. For a good person like you, others should rush to fawn over you. Why not...Brother, tell me who hit you." You, I will settle the score with him later!"
Old Yangtou was also very angry: "Who the hell did it do? Is there any royal law for this?"
Yang Yongxian smiled bitterly: "It's Yongqing."
"What? Why did that brat hit you? Was he kicked in the head by a donkey?" Old Yangtou asked.
Yang Yongxian shook his head: "I don't know if he was replaced by a donkey, but he is really cruel when he gets angry. But who makes him my brother? Forget it!"
"Nothing. At least you have to tell us why he hit you, right?" Old Yang asked.
Yang Yongxian had no choice but to tell the story about Liao Meiying, "I think... it should be to vent his anger on his sister-in-law!"
Old Yang fell silent and his eyes rolled around, as if he was pondering the hidden relationship here.
Yang Yongbai, who had been bluffing before, stopped talking now.
No matter how bad Yang Yongqing is, he is still Yang Yongxian's biological brother. It is not his cousin's turn to intervene in the hatred between biological brothers.
Here, Lao Yangtou said again: "Do your third uncle and the others know about this?"
Yang Yongxian smiled bitterly: "I beat him right in front of my third uncle's house."
Old Yangtou was surprised: "Your third uncle didn't even say a few words about him?"
Yang Yongxian shook his head, "Ten fingers have different lengths. Maybe I am not as good as my fourth brother in pleasing my uncles."
"How unreasonable!" Lao Yangtou was so angry that he beat the edge of the bed.
"This Yongqing is so lawless! He would do such a cruel thing to his own eldest brother for a woman with a foreign surname. This kid is really screwed up. Yongbai, go and call him over. I want to talk to you. Said!"
Yang Yongbai did not stand up, but looked at Yang Yongxian, waiting for his instructions.
Yang Yongxian smiled apologetically at Lao Yangtou: "Master, my brother, there is no need to do that. I am the eldest brother. How can an older brother care about his younger brother? Just leave it alone. This matter is over!"
Old Yangtou said helplessly: "You are just too open-minded. Mr. Liao has been spoiled by you, and so has Yongqing."
Yang Yongxian smiled, "Who makes me the eldest grandson of Lao Yang's family? Yongqing has a bad temper. In fact, he is not a bad person. I will give him some gifts in two days to ease the relationship."
"You are so good, and honest people will suffer sooner or later!" Old Yangtou said again.
Yang Yongxian still laughed.
If this slap is in vain, he won't have to come out to fool around in the future. For that bag of toad powder, let Yong Qing be the first one to test it and let him suffer some pain so that he can know the price of that slap!
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Liao Meiying took Zhen'er back to her parents' home the next day. Before leaving, she came over to ask for leave from Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I'll take a few days off from the herb collection team. When my mother is free, I'll take her back with her. , otherwise I would be worried about Yang Yongxian robbing the child if I was alone at home."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Sister-in-law, don't worry and go back to your parents' home. I'll leave the errands of the herb collection team to you. You can go to work whenever you come back."
Yang Yongxian also learned that Liao Meiying had returned to her parents' home. He did not chase her, nor was he angry. Instead, he came to Yang Huazhong's house with a calm face to discuss building bridges and paving roads with him.
"Third uncle, I will pay for the bridge and road construction. It is for the benefit of the villagers and elders. However, I have to choose the craftsmen myself. I have a team of craftsmen who specialize in this kind of work."
Yang Huazhong said: "There are many craftsmen in our village. Don't you plan to use people from our village? You know the basics!"
Yang Yongxian said: "When there is a shortage of small-time workers, I will give priority to using people from our village, but I have to use my own people for key personnel. This is my principle."
Yang Huazhong thought for a moment. For someone like Yang Yongxian who had such a loud voice, he heard that he had also built houses and built roads in Baie Town. It was reasonable for him to have a group of craftsmen working for a living under his command.
Since Yang Yongxian spent his own money to build roads and bridges, it was naturally Yang Yongxian's choice who would earn the money.
"Okay, as long as the roads and bridges are strong and durable, and don't cheat or cut corners, you have the final say as to which team of craftsmen to use." Yang Huazhong relaxed.
Yang Yongxian smiled with satisfaction, exchanged a few more pleasantries with Yang Huazhong, and then left.
"There was such a big commotion last night, but now it seems like nothing happened. What on earth was Yongxian thinking?" Mrs. Sun came out from the back of the hall, saw Yang Yongxian's back, and couldn't help but whisper to Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong said: "Maybe I can go back and take a nap to figure it out. That's okay."
He nodded and put the bundle in his hand on the table: "Dad, I've packed it up. You can go get the carriage to take me out."
Xiaoduo sent a message a few days ago, asking Sun to come over and help take care of the children.
Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan fenced a piece of land at the foot of the mountain as a pasture to raise cattle. The couple now has about ten calves, and they raised them without inviting anyone else.
Teng couldn't take care of Jiaojiao, so he could only take Sun to live in the pasture.
A few thatched houses were temporarily built over the pasture, with cooking stoves and toilets all available.
"Last night Qing'er asked us to call her when we went to the pasture, and she also went to take a look." Yang Huazhong said.
Sun said: "Then you go and lead the carriage, and I'll just shout."
Mianniu Mountain is at the foot of the mountain heading towards Lijiacun.
Yang Huazhong parked the carriage on the ridge of dry land on the side of the road, tied the horse to a small tree, and began to move the things in the carriage down.
Yang Ruoqing helped Sun get out of the car, and as they went forward, the road became narrower and narrower, and the wheels of the carriage could not pass. If they were not careful, they could easily fall into the ditch next to it, so the three of them could only walk up.
The pasture is at the foot of the mountain.
But Wangshan is a dead horse.
When you stand here and look up, you can see a large wooden fence enclosed not far away. Inside the wooden fence is a row of three thatched houses.
But the three of them walked up from here for nearly half an hour.
"This pasture is a bit remote. It's close to Jiangjiapo. The land is not very good. I didn't believe it when I advised them not to enclose land here."
On the way, Mrs. Sun muttered and complained quite a bit.
Yang Ruoqing didn't say a word, she understood Sun's dissatisfaction.
Jiangjiapo is a sloping land. I heard from the elderly people in the village that a long time ago, Jiangjiapo was similar to Lijia Village in Yujia Village, and it was also a village with a prosperous population.
