In the house at the entrance of the village, Old Yangtou was surprised when he heard that Yang Yongxian and Yun Ya had come together.
"Brother, how about...are they still missing? Should I send them away?"
Little old Yangtou is also there, talking to old Yangtou. It was also little old Yangtou who stayed here to take care of old Yangtou last night.
Lao Yangtou sat in silence, tapping the armrests of his wheelchair with his fingers, and countless unfathomable guesses flashed through the depths of his dark eyes.
"I'll go to the west room. You ask Yongxian to come in alone, and I'll say a few words to him." After a moment, Old Yangtou said in a deep voice.
"Brother, it's already like this. What else do you have to say to Yongxian? I'm afraid you'll be offended."
Little Old Yangtou, who knew half of the truth, was a little worried about Old Yangtou.
The people in the village didn't know what was going on, but the family members knew everything.
The grandson actually slept with his father's woman. This kind of humiliation is something that no bloody man can tolerate.
But it happened to be a grandfather and grandson. The family scandal could not be made public, so they could only break the teeth and swallow it in the stomach.
"It's just a woman. I'm not that petty. Go ahead and ask Yongxian to come in."
Old Yangtou gave Little Old Yangtou an open-minded smile, pushed the wheelchair into the West Room and waited.
After a while, Yang Yongxian gently knocked on the door twice and leaned in.
"Master..."
He hunched his shoulders and drooped his head, not daring to look directly at Lao Yang's head.
The west room was very dark. Old Yang was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door, leaving an indifferent look on the back of his head to Yang Yongxian.
A colder voice came from the back of his head: "Close the door."
Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, then turned around and closed the door tightly before taking two steps forward.
"Just stand there and don't go any further. Don't let me see your face. It's disgusting!" Old Yang's cold voice came again.
Yang Yongxian stopped and froze in place.
After a moment, he knelt on the ground with a 'pop' sound, raised his hand and slapped his face twice.
"Master, I'm not a human being, I'm an animal. You always love me so much, but I did something to disappoint you. My grandson deserves to die, he deserves to die!"
After Yang Yongxian scolded himself, he slapped both of them hard.
The slaps were louder than the two slaps just now, making his own eardrums sting, and he could hear Lao Yang's eyelids twitching.
After four slaps, Old Yang's head was finally turned around, and he was finally willing to look at Yang Yongxian with a straight eye.
"If I had known this, why bother? Even if you beat yourself to death now, what can you change?"
Old Yangtou looked at Yang Yongxian with great disappointment and asked sadly.
Yang Yongxian knelt on the ground, tears welling up.
Maybe it's painful, maybe it's angry, or it's wronged.
"A true man, if he bleeds and doesn't shed tears, then stop crying. It's disturbing to watch," the old man said again.
Yang Yongxian raised his hand and wiped it on his face randomly. Lewen
Old Yangtou sighed, "I have long advised you to find a woman by your side. Do you think you, a hotheaded man, can stay alone like this without getting into trouble?"
"Since you've already slept with them, just treat them well and don't say anything else."
Lao Yang waved his hand and shook his head.
He couldn't sleep a wink all night last night, his mind was filled with the scene he saw in the woodshed...
Anger is really bizarre anger.
Humiliation is also a given.
However, what's more, it's envy and jealousy.
It’s great to be young and strong. You can do anything well, but some things are destined to be done by young people. When they get older, they can’t take care of themselves. Some things are too difficult to do...
"Master, I know I made a big mistake, but I was also wronged. Talking to that woman... was not my intention, I was framed..."
Old Yangtou had already put on the 'forgiveness hat', but when he heard this, his eyes suddenly opened wide.
"What did you say? Were you framed?"
Yang Yongxian cried again. He knelt on the ground and raised his face. Two streaks of snot dripped to his mouth. As he spoke, snot bubbled up. He didn't bother to wipe it off and nodded vigorously.
"It's not like the first day that my grandson and Yunya were under the same roof. Baie Town has been here for such a long time. Can I see that my grandson has done anything to go beyond her?"
Old Yangtou thought about it carefully and said, "Indeed not. Many times you deliberately avoid it."
"That's it. I won't hide it from my grandson. From the bottom of my heart, I despise an old woman like Yunya. How can I get involved with her?"
"Grandson, grandson was framed!"
Old Yangtou's pupils shrank and his breathing became heavy.
"What the hell is going on? Wipe the snot from your nose and start from the beginning!"
Yang Yongxian obediently wiped his nose. The ground was too hard. He stood up and told Lao Yangtou what happened in the past two days and three nights.
"...Sir, this is what happened. After you went to grandpa's house that night, my mother and I didn't stay long before we came back. On the way back, I originally wanted to go to grandpa's house to see you, but I didn't know where to go. I tripped over something and fell, and I lost consciousness."
"When I woke up again, I was locked up in the Luo family's woodshed. I really couldn't remember anything about Yunya and I getting together. That was all in my mind. It seemed as if someone had forcibly cut it off..."
Yang Yongxian's throat was already in severe pain. Now he was so excited that he cried and talked so much. It was true that he was happy to spit it out, but it was also true that his throat was burning as if he was being burned by fire.
After pouring everything he knew out of the bamboo tube like beans, Yang Yongxian stood aside and searched the room with his eyes.
The teapot on the small table beside the bed caught his attention. He rushed over, grabbed the teapot, and poured the overnight herbal tea into his mouth to relieve the pain in his throat...
As for Old Yangtou, after receiving this long and huge amount of information, he sat in a wheelchair with a gloomy expression on his face and an unpredictable expression.
"I said why is it so evil? After doing it for a long time, my guess is correct. Someone is playing tricks here and has set up a trap for us. As long as we fall into the trap, we will have headaches, headaches, and leg pain, and we have to be trapped. They lead us by the nose!”
I originally thought that ten taels of silver would be used as bait to win over the greedy couple in the fourth house, and then I would use beatings and scoldings to drive Yun Ya out as a cover to confuse everyone. When the banquet had the largest number of guests, I would kill first and then announce Yun Ya's entry. …
The old man originally thought that the plan he and Yang Yongxian had figured out was perfect, but unexpectedly, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed behind.
"Master, this plan was originally going to be foolproof. At the banquet, you would kill it first and then show it, and I would instigate you from the side. Thanks to the pressure of public opinion, these uncles had no choice but to acquiesce to this matter."
After drinking most of the pot of herbal tea, Yang Yongxian's throat felt much better and his mind became more active again. He came over to ponder and analyze with Lao Yang, and summarized the reasons for the failure of the plan.
