"I'm sorry, it's my bad mouth and nonsense. I will apologize to you, Lao Yang's family!"
Lao Wang bowed his head and said with a livid face.
I have never been so humiliated in my life.
Although Yang Huazhong and the others frowned, they didn't say anything to embarrass the old Wangtou.
Because Old Yangtou is the head of the family, the right to speak must be given to him.
There was a faint smile on Lao Yangtou's face. That smile was confident, yet disdainful, and full of superiority. It truly explained what it meant to have the last laugh.
As the elected spokesperson of the Old Yang family, Old Yangtou first cast a satisfied glance at the 'pioneer' Yang Yongqing, and then nodded in admiration at the 'gold medal thug' Yang Ruoqing of the Old Yang family. head.
Only then did the wheelchair arrive in front of Lao Wangtou in an unhurried manner.
Although one was standing and the other was sitting, the one standing was bent over and groveling.
The man sitting had his back straight, and there was a huge difference in the momentum between the two.
Old Yangtou coughed a few times to clear his throat, and then he said loudly to Old Wangtou: "You are an egg, and our Old Yang family is a stone. Eggs cannot touch stones. If they touch, they will break. This one." I hope you remember the lesson.”
"In addition, old man, I would like to reiterate again on behalf of the old Yang family. Even if our old Yang family and old Luo family become prosperous and have noble people in the family, we will not easily bully the folks. My old Yangtou is still the old Yangtou from before, but If someone who is short-sighted and unruly comes to our old Yang's house, I'm sorry. It doesn't matter whether you have been with us for decades, old relatives, friends, or villagers. If you come to our old Yang's house to cause trouble, you are the first one. If you don’t give us face, if you lose face, then don’t blame others if you suffer a loss!”
"Haha, our old Yang family hasn't used our power to suppress your old Wang family today. We rely on the fists of our old Yang family's old and young men to make you submissive, and we rely on our little girl Qing's whip to make you afraid. If you give in, we will show our favor, go back, go back, everyone can live in peace!"
Lao Wang turned around and ran out of Yang Huazhong's yard.
Yang Huazhong came forward and said to Lao Wangtou's sons: "Because your father pushed Yongqing first, causing the rice bags Yongqing was carrying to spill. The rice in these bags has been calculated by our village." The heads and the corresponding grains of rice weigh heavily. The rice on the ground is dirty. You brothers can tell us how to fix it."
The old Wang brothers were about to leave, but they were unexpectedly stopped by Yang Huazhong and asked them this problem.
Then the brothers looked at the ground at the door of the guest room. Sure enough, there was a pile of white rice scattered on the ground. It was estimated by visual inspection that it weighed three to four kilograms.
The brothers looked at each other, all with expressions of embarrassment.
Yang Yongqing shouted loudly: "Who is willing to give the dirty rice to others? Everyone, are you willing to take the dirty rice on this ground?"
The villagers inside and outside the yard shouted "No, no, no" in unison, and the other end was shaking like a rattle.
The brothers of the Wang family continued to fall into difficult choices. The old lady of the Wang family, an old woman who was usually domineering, looked disgusted when she saw the rice on the ground. But the sight of her sons' skin and flesh torn to pieces made her grit her teeth: "Dirty rice is divided." Give it to our family, we want it!”
"Okay, just wait for you to say this!"
Yang Huaming rushed over with a smile and immediately called out to Yang Yongqing: "Quick, quick, help sweep up the rice grains on the ground. Let's weigh it in front of everyone!"
"okay!"
Regardless of the fact that his face was bruised and swollen, Yang Yongqing quickly gathered the rice grains on the ground together, and then weighed them with Yang Huaming.
"Haha, three pounds and eight ounces. Mrs. Wang, please come over and take a closer look. Don't tell us that we are picking on your pounds." Yang Huaming greeted.
Mrs. Wang's face was so dark that she could scrape off the ash from the bottom of two pots, but she still stepped forward to take a look and nodded.
Yang Huaming immediately said loudly: "Everyone, please bear witness, three catties and eight taels. Lao Wang's family is in a special situation, so we divided the three catties and eight taels of disaster relief food and left. There is also Third Brother, you can also write it down in the account book, and wait." When we all share the grain tomorrow, we must remember to wipe out these three kilograms from the old Wang family’s grain!”
"Okay, I'll remember it!" Yang Huazhong nodded.
Then I went to see some village elders. They were all smart people. For this reason, they naturally rushed to agree with Yang Huazhong: "We all testified that we gave three catties and eight taels to Lao Wang's family in advance."
"Yes, there is nothing wrong with this division!"
The villagers who were watching the excitement saw that the dirty rice on the ground was gone, and it would not damage their own rice and grain. Every one of them spoke up to testify, and some even made fun of Lao Wang's family.
"Your son should be more courageous in his actions. We all have to wait for the rice tomorrow. No, your family will be able to eat fragrant rice tonight. It's amazing!"
Several sons of Lao Wang's family fled and became the laughing stock of the village for a while.
And everyone was overflowing with excitement, and no one would feel sorry for or sympathized with Lao Wang's family. What's more, Lao Wang's family usually took advantage of the fact that they had more men and were used to being domineering in the village. They had already offended someone. There are a lot of people.
This time Lao Yang's family attacked Lao Wang's family hard, and these villagers were just enjoying themselves and watching, and they didn't care about the life or death of Lao Wang's family!
The farce finally ended.
Next, Dazhi came over with a large medicine box, followed by Luo Baobao, who held a jar of Shaodaozi wine in his hand.
The two brothers and sisters walked with ease, like young medical personnel running on the battlefield.
The main room of Yang Huazhong's house has also become a temporary clinic. Yang Ruoqing, a gold medal thug who previously used a whip to beat people to pieces, has now transformed into a female doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. Her sleeves are rolled up to her elbows and she is holding a hot pot. Shui treated the wounds of Yang Yongqing, who was the most seriously injured.
Seeing Yang Yongqing grinning and shouting about pain, Yang Ruoqing smiled strangely: "Does it hurt now? The pain is still to come!"
As she finished speaking, Dazhi and Luo Baobao came in. Luo Baobao's high ponytail was swung behind his head in an elegant manner. When he came up, he directly removed the cork of the wine jar and handed it to Yang Ruoqing:
"Mom, the soju you asked for is here. Do you want me to help you and disinfect my uncle?"
Seeing Luo Baobao's eagerness to try, Yang Ruoqing was willing to give her the opportunity to practice.
But Yang Yongqing didn't want to, and quickly shouted: "No, no, no, no, please do it, Qing'er, I believe in your methods."
Before Yang Ruoqing could say anything, Luo Baobao smiled like a little fox: "Uncle, you treat me like a child, don't you believe me?"
"Hey, aren't you just a brat in my uncle's eyes?" Yang Yongqing also said bluntly.
Luo Baobao rolled his eyes, and then said: "Uncle, don't worry, I am very gentle, but it is my mother. Do you still remember the way she beat people before? There is no gentleness in her hands. I am your niece, I can I’m going to blow you while disinfecting you, so it won’t hurt. Is that okay, my mother?”
When Yang Yongqing heard it, it seemed that it was really the case, but this was not the biggest reason for him to change his mind.
Luo Baobao turned his eyes and said, "Uncle, please let me show that I won't treat you badly. Do you want a red envelope of two hundred coins?"
Yang Yongqing nodded immediately: "Deal!"
At this time, Yang Yongqing still didn't know that he was making a deal with the devil, and he would pay a "painful" price for the two hundred coins.
