"It's okay, it's okay. My nephew doesn't need to explain. Everyone has their own issues. I understand."
Yang Huazhong still said pleasantly, no matter how many excuses and explanations you give, you should not come here to explain today.
Even if, as you said, something happened yesterday and I was too late, I still need to send someone over to deliver a message, instead of waiting for a whole day to explain.
After a whole day, the daylilies were cold.
Dabai wanted to explain twice but was blocked by Yang Huazhong. This made him a little frustrated, and he gradually lost the urge to explain.
"Thank you for your consideration, uncle. Hongmei and the baby are both in the car. Let's open the courtyard door first and let them come in first, and then feed the baby!"
"Ah? Ha, that's it," Yang Huazhong stood there, not intending to open the door.
"The children have already eaten and drank enough to fall asleep, so there is no need to strain Hongmei."
"What? Are you full? What have you eaten?" Dabai was surprised.
At this time, Mrs. Sun, who was standing behind, smiled and said, "Where is Jiang Xianjun's daughter-in-law Zheng Xiaoqin? She just gave birth to a daughter who is in confinement, so we fed her together."
"Ah? Jiang Xianjun is married?" Dabai was stunned again and again.
He is two or three years younger than Jiang Xianjun. We played together when we were young, but we haven’t had much contact with him since.
Especially during the last New Year and the first lunar month, he was in jail and paid no attention to the affairs in the village. He only learned from his mother twice that Jiang Xianjun almost got engaged to his cousin Mianmian, but later broke off the engagement.
"I thought he wasn't married, but it turns out he has a daughter, haha, that's good." Dabai said with a smile, rubbing the back of his head.
"Well, third child, I'll go ahead and wait for you!"
Blacksmith Luo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said this to Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong said to Blacksmith Luo: "Okay, Blacksmith, go ahead. I'll change my shoes and chase you."
Blacksmith Luo hummed and walked straight forward. When passing by Dabai, Blacksmith Luo didn't even look at Dabai.
You know, this is the Luo family, and Blacksmith Luo is the real owner.
He and Hongmei came all the way from the town, and they also came to feed the eldest grandchildren of the Luo family. As the master, he actually left like this?
You left without even saying hello?
Dabai was stunned on the spot, and Monk Zhang Er was confused.
"Third uncle, what does Uncle Luo mean by this? We are here specifically to help him, why is he like this?" Dabai pointed at Blacksmith Luo's back and asked Yang Huazhong dissatisfiedly.
Yang Huazhong said: "Uncle Luo and I have something urgent to do today, and we have to go into the mountains to find out the whereabouts of your cousin."
"Dabai, we don't have time to greet you. You and Hongmei take the baby to see your mother. Your mother is always thinking about her grandson."
When he heard that Yang Huazhong wanted to drive him away without even saying hello when he came in for a sip of tea, Dabai was dumbfounded again.
"No... Third uncle, what will the children eat?"
Yang Huazhong said: "Don't worry, I will go to Zheng Xiaoqin's place in the next few days, and the nanny will be here soon."
Dabai frowned.
"Third uncle, even if this is the case, since we are no longer needed, do you have to send us a message in advance? This will make our trip in vain..."
Yang Huazhong spread his hands and said helplessly: "Nephew, that's a coincidence. Just like you, we are all tied up by things and can't spare any time to send messages!"
Dabai understood everything now. After talking for a long time, his third uncle was still annoyed.
Because they didn't come as scheduled, they were also annoyed.
Dabai felt guilty, but now he no longer felt guilty, nor did he feel guilty, he just felt annoyed.
"I have something else to do, so I won't greet you. Your third aunt doesn't have time to greet you either, for fear of neglecting you, so you'd better go."
Yang Huazhong waved his hand towards Dabai, and without waiting for Dabai to leave, he took Sun's shoulder and took her back to the main room.
Sun wanted to look back at Dabai several times, but was restrained by Yang Huazhong's strong hold on his shoulders.
After entering the main room, Yang Huazhong let go of his hand and said to Sun in a low voice: "Leave him alone, this kind of person is not worthy of being entertained, and a bowl of tea will be a waste!"
Sun's body stiffened, "Why do I feel that Dabai has been staring at us from behind?"
"Just keep an eye on me. You go to the backyard and look after the kids. Leave this place to me!" Yang Huazhong patted Sun on the shoulder and pushed her two steps directly to the backyard.
Then, Yang Huazhong poured himself a bowl of tea and drank it. He stuffed the water bag and dry food prepared on the table into his arms, closed the door of the hall and went out.
In the yard, Dabai still stood there without moving, his resentful eyes looking at Yang Huazhong who was approaching.
When Yang Huazhong passed by Dabai, his big steps paused for a moment, "Dabai, don't be stuck here, go back and see your mother, and Xiaohei. There was a serious illness last night. The family is sick now. The weak ones are Weak, it’s all up to your grandma and your father to take care of me.”
"You, go back and take a look!"
After saying this, Yang Huazhong sighed, ignored Dabai, and went straight out of the courtyard door.
The door of the main room was locked. Even though there was a road leading to the backyard on one side of the main room, Yang Huazhong was not worried that Dabai would force his way to the backyard.
Because before Qing'er left, she had arranged for people to secretly protect the backyard, guarding against those petty thieves.
Normally, the personnel who have been installed will not show up easily, but if someone breaks in by force, they will be severely punished.
After Yang Huazhong left, Hongmei heard the movement outside and opened the curtain of the carriage, and saw Yang Huazhong's back and Dabai's back.
"Dabai, come back here!"
Dabai came to his senses and came to the carriage, a little frustrated.
"What's wrong? Why did you wait so long? Not only did no one come to greet us, but your third uncle also left?" Hongmei asked in confusion.
When Blacksmith Luo left before, she didn't pay attention. Perhaps she wanted to take Qiao in the first place because she was here to show kindness, so she had to hold up an airs and let the Luo family and Lao Yang's family come to pick him up and help him, so she paid close attention to her steps. She didn't look when the sound sounded nearby.
At this moment, I noticed something was wrong, so I couldn't help but lift the curtain and take a look, only to find something strange.
"Stop asking, let's go!" Dabai waved his hand, came over and sat on the carriage, and pulled the reins to move the carriage back to the middle of the road.
"Why can't you ask? What's going on? Tell me clearly!" Hongmei leaned forward, grabbed Dabai's shoulders and asked repeatedly.
Dabai frowned, his face darkened.
"They have found someone to feed them. You don't need us. Let us go back!"
"Go back? Where?"
"Go back to town!"
"What? Come when you ask us to come? Come back when you tell us? Who do you think we are?" Hongmei was furious in the carriage. She slapped the carriage and shouted: "No, I don't Go back, I won’t go back, you park the car and let me get out, I have to go and find out!”
