"Bah, these shameless father and son are such ungrateful people!"
Ms. Liu spat hard on the ground.
If Yang Ruoqing hadn't stopped her earlier, she would have rushed out and grabbed the father and son and cursed them.
Who is he? He even cares about the dead man’s money. No wonder he is waiting here!
"Qing'er, we don't do anything and just let those dog father and son do bad things?"
Mrs. Liu was very angry and had never despised anyone in her life, but today, she gave all the contempt she had accumulated in her life to Yang Huasheng and his son.
Yang Ruoqing looked back and shook her head gently, "Don't worry, they can't do anything bad. Let's go back first."
"Also, when you return to the front yard later, Fourth Aunt, please don't make any noise, so as not to scare off the enemy."
Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing's expression and knew that she was holding back her ultimate move.
"Okay, I won't tell anyone. So, Qing'er, how do you plan to punish these two men? Let's talk to the fourth aunt first."
"secret."
…
The Lao Yang family sent several people to report to the Lao Yang family outside.
Yang Yongzhi went to Fenglin Town next door to find the grandson of little old Yangtou, while Yang Yongqing went to the county seat to find Yang Yongjin, and then sent news from the county seat to Yang Yongbai and Yang Yongxian in Baie Town, Huguang County.
Young old Yangtou's grandchildren and daughter-in-law are all in a neighboring town, and his grandson is in Baie Town.
In the afternoon of that day, little old Yangtou's grandson and daughter-in-law hurried back to Changping Village for the funeral.
When the sun went down, Yang Yongjin from the county town came back in a hurry.
"Why didn't Yongbai come back?" Yang Huaming asked Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongqing.
Yang Yongjin said: "The young boy told me about this, and I immediately sent people to Baie Town, and then we came back first."
Yang Yongqing added from the side: "Second brother is stingy and didn't even give me lunch, but I starved to death."
Yang Yongjin glared at Yang Yongqing, "I don't even care what time it is, and I'm still eating!"
Yang Yongqing's face was filled with grievances, but he did not dare to break out.
Yang Huaming patted Yang Yongqing on the shoulder: "Your third aunt and fourth aunt left some food, you go and take a bite first!"
Yang Yongqing hurriedly ran to the kitchen. After running a few steps, he found that his second brother had not followed him. He turned around and shouted: "Second brother, why don't you come to eat?"
Yang Yongjin said angrily: "I just walked in, I have to kowtow to Xiao Yeye first!"
Yang Yongqing said 'Oh', "I've kowtowed too much, so remember to kowtow a little louder."
Yang Yongjin raised his hand to hit Yang Yongqing. How could he still think about making such a joke? Isn't he stupid?
Then, Yang Yongqing ran away.
Yang Huaming pulled Yang Yongjin: "Forget it, forget it, even if your father passed away, the young boy would still act like a fool. It's not surprising." ""
Yang Yongjin said: "I'll settle the score with him when I have time to look back!"
Then, Yang Huaming accompanied Yang Yongjin into the house to worship little old Yangtou.
In the wing room, little old Yangtou was still lying on the bed, with a white cloth covering his body and a piece of incense paper covering his face. There was a bowl of uncooked rice on the bedside with three lit incense sticks on it.
Lao Yangtou, Lao Suntou, and Blacksmith Luo were all accompanying him in the house.
When Yang Yongjin came in, Old Yang raised his head and looked over with a pair of swollen eyes, and said hoarsely: "Come quickly and kowtow to your little grandpa."
When Yang Yongjin saw the lifeless little old Yangtou lying on the bed, Yang Yongjin felt as if a heavy stone was weighing on his heart.
He came to the bedside. There was a futon on the floor, but he did not kneel down.
With a pop, he knelt down on the hard ground next to him and hit his forehead heavily on the ground, making three crisp and textured sounds.
When Old Yangtou saw this, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
When Yang Yongjin finished kowtowing, the cousin next to him, the grandson of little old Yangtou, quickly leaned over and helped Yang Yongjin up.
"Second brother, sit next to me."
Yang Yongjin nodded and sat down on a bench next to him.
"When I heard Yongqing came to tell me, I couldn't believe it. Last time I came home, I had a drink with my grandpa. I never expected that he would suddenly leave..." Yang Yongjin said in a deep voice.
Next to him, little old Yangtou's grandson's eyes were red, "I also came back from the last Hungry Ghost Festival. At that time, my father had a strong body and didn't look like he was about to leave."
"Originally, we planned to bring the children back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with his old man in the past two days, but he is gone..."
Such a tall and big man, when he said this, he buried his face in his hands and choked.
Yang Yongjin patted his shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.
Unlike women, they can say a lot of comforting words and wipe tears together.
As a man, everything is within these few taps on the shoulder. You understand everything.
Beside him, Lao Yang looked at his younger brother lying on the bed, and said lukewarmly: "You know I'm upset now, why did you go so early?"
Seeing the other party lifting his hands from his palms and looking at him, Old Yangtou continued: "You have all studied for a few years. There is a saying in the book that a child wants to support his relatives without them, and a tree wants to be still and the wind will not stop. "
"It's your father's responsibility to take care of him, but your father would have died early if he didn't live up to expectations, so it's your grandson who should take the responsibility."
"Yes, you have supported your father, but are the old men really just the cats and dogs on the roadside, just letting them go without a bite of food?"
"If you were really serious, you should have taken your father over and lived with him when we got married a few years ago, instead of leaving him in Changping Village!"
…
Old Yangtou stayed at little Old Yangtou's house almost every step of the way. He didn't go anywhere except to go to the toilet.
He didn't eat lunch at noon, and soon at night, Mrs. Sun brought the dinner, but Old Yang still refused to move his chopsticks.
"Dad, please take a few bites. If you don't eat for a whole day, I'm worried that you won't be able to bear it."
"If you can't bear it, just carry it. It's no big deal. My brother is dead and there is one less person in the world who can talk to me."
"Dad, why do you think so? You always want to talk, so we will talk to you..."
Lao Yangtou sneered, "You? You can't even talk to each other!"
Sun: "..."
Next to them, Old Sun Tou and Blacksmith Luo were persuaded to go to dinner. Even Little Old Yang Tou's grandson was not there, only Old Yang Tou and Sun were the only two living people.
Mrs. Sun couldn't persuade Old Yang to eat. When she was at a loss, Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Liu came in.
"Third sister-in-law, give me the bowl, you go and do your work." Mrs. Liu said to Mrs. Sun, and took the bowl.
Before leaving, Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing and hesitated to speak.
Yang Ruoqing knew what Sun was thinking about, so when Liu went over to persuade Old Yangtou to eat, she pulled Sun to the side.
"Mom, don't worry. Grandpa will protect me. My fourth aunt and my father are both here. You can go about your business in peace."
Sun knew that she couldn't persuade Yang Ruoqing, so she had to go out alone.
