Changping Village, New Year’s Eve.
Yang Huazhong had a table full of delicious food. Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan also had no quarrel tonight for the first time. The atmosphere was very good, and then Yang Huaming came over.
"Happy New Year to my fourth uncle."
"Happy New Year, Fourth Grandpa."
Da'an, Xiaohua and Feng'er all greeted Yang Huaming one after another. Even the youngest Fuwa childishly wished Yang Huaming a happy new year.
Yang Huaming had a smile on his face, took out two red envelopes from his pocket and gave them to Feng'er and Fuwa.
"Here, take it, the New Year's money given by Fourth Grandpa."
Xiaohua hurriedly stopped her, "I can't do it, I can't do it..."
The arrangement of each house in Lao Yang's family has been discussed long ago. As the number of people in the family increases from generation to generation, New Year's money will no longer be given across rooms in the future, except under special circumstances.
Yang Huaming lowered his face and said, "Uncle Fourth, I am happy tonight. How about I give the two children a few dollars to buy some food? Xiaohua, go ahead and don't stop me!"
Xiaohua smiled and said, "Uncle Fourth, there's really no need. I'll buy them whatever they want to eat."
Yang Huaming added: "You are yours and I am mine. The two children have been with you in the capital for many years. Every inch of land there is very valuable. It is always good to get a few more cents! Take it, take it quickly!"
Xiaohua didn't know how much money was included in the red envelope. Anyway, the fourth uncle insisted on letting the two children accept it. Xiaohua was caught in the middle and looked at Daan for help.
Daan smiled and said: "Since it is their fourth grandfather's wish, then just accept it."
Xiaohua then asked the two children to accept the new year's money. Feng'er was clever and bowed to Yang Huaming again. Fuwa followed suit and put down the spoon in his hand. He bent down with his clumsy little body dressed like a bear and gave it directly to Yang Huaming. Kneel down and kowtow to pay New Year greetings.
"Oh my, this gift is too big. Get up quickly. Later, the braids your mother made for you will fall apart." Yang Huaming saw the cuteness of the two children, and his previously depressed mood finally improved a little.
Yang Huazhong asked Yang Huaming to sit down and drink two cups with Lao Yangtou. Yang Huaming waved his hand and said, "I came here after drinking."
Yang Huazhong said: "Drink two more cups to celebrate the New Year!"
Old Yangtou looked at Yang Huaming's complexion and said with a smile: "Looking at you like this, you must not have had enough of drinking before. Yongzhi went to Yongjin to celebrate the New Year. On New Year's Eve, Kang Xiaozi will accompany you to drink. Kang Xiaozi will drink with you." Drinking is definitely not allowed!”
Da'an came forward directly and helped Yang Huaming sit down, filling the wine cup with wine.
There were ready-made chopsticks and bowls, and everything was missing. Yang Huaming stopped being polite. He picked up the wine cup and paid respect to the old man: "Dad, one of us will go first. In the early years, my son was ignorant and couldn't listen to your advice. Now My son has become sensible and understands your good deeds. I would like to express my gratitude to you by drinking this glass of wine first!"
Old Yangtou thought this was just Yang Huaming's polite words. Everyone said this at the wine table during the Chinese New Year, so the old man didn't dig into it. He picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank the wine with a smile.
After paying homage to Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaming went to pay homage to Tan.
"Mom, my son is not filial. He didn't listen to your advice as a person who has been through many things. He was so lustful that he was in a dilemma. That's why he ended up in such a dilemma. My son is wrong. I respect my son and do it first, but my mother is free to do whatever she wants."
He raised his head and swallowed a full cup of wine into his throat.
If he had said something else, everyone would have listened happily, but these words made everyone suspicious. Tan did not drink, but frowned and looked at Yang Huaming: "What's going on? What about the Chinese New Year?" Are you talking like that? Are you drunk and not clear-headed after drinking too much cat urine?"
Old Yangtou also put down his wine cup and looked at Yang Huaming carefully, with deep worry in his cloudy eyes.
Yang Huazhong glanced at Daan and Xiaohua.
The young couple immediately understood. Xiaohua stood up, packed up Feng'er and Fuwa's dishes, and prepared to go to the backyard kitchen. Da'an picked up Fuwa and called to Feng'er: "Let's go, dad will take you to the backyard to set off fireworks."
When the young couple took the children to the backyard, Yang Huazhong quickly lowered his face and scolded Yang Huaming: "Why are you talking nonsense in front of the children during the Chinese New Year? Just drink, don't say things that make the elders worry!"
Yang Huaming smiled bitterly: "What Third Brother taught me is that I will punish myself with three cups."
He reached out to grab the wine bottle, but Lao Yangtou held his wrist down.
"Don't be in a hurry to drink. If you have any questions, just tell us. We are all one family." The old man said.
Yang Huaming shrugged: "Dad, you are speaking harshly, it really doesn't matter."
Mrs. Tan curled her lips impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't be so pushy. I'd say it's probably because of the quarrel with Mr. Liu!"
Old Yang frowned and asked Yang Huaming: "But is that what your mother said?"
Yang Huazhong also said: "Fourth brother, I know your character well, so please don't make us anxious."
Mrs. Sun also nodded, "There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Yang Huaming looked at the concerned faces in front of him with a variety of emotions in his heart.
"The quarrel was just a quarrel. The bad mood is not because of the quarrel, but because I remembered that I ignored your advice and insisted on taking Xiaojuan as my concubine... and laid the foundation for trouble!"
Mrs. Liu felt that she would never be able to overcome the hurdle, and that she would never be able to be with him again.
And let Tie Dan get caught in the middle and innocent people get hurt, and Liu Shi looks down upon him.
These are all his fault in the final analysis.
"What did I think it was? I've been doing it for a long time just because of this!" Tan shook his head, looking bored.
Lao Yangtou also retracted his hand, picked up the wine in front of him and drank silently.
It was inconvenient for him to say more about his insistence on taking concubines.
Why?
Because at the beginning, he even thought about raising Yunya to be his equal wife.
While Lao Yang was drinking, he secretly glanced at Mr. Tan out of the corner of his eye.
It turned out that Mrs. Tan was also looking at him, her eyes full of sarcasm.
When Lao Yang finished talking, he got angry.
The old man looked for help at Yang Huazhong and Sun next to him, hoping that they could see through his eyes and talk about a random topic to get rid of this problem.
Yang Huazhong understood what Old Yang Tou meant, opened his mouth and was about to change the topic, when Tan spoke himself.
“Okay, okay, you’ve got such a big egg and you’re still talking like that, it’s meaningless!”
"No matter what Mrs. Liu criticizes you for this matter, you have to suffer it, because you are the one who started this matter, and you have to taste the bitter fruits you have sown!"
Yang Huaming's face was full of self-mockery, and he nodded in frustration, "Yes, yes, it's my fault. I bear the blame myself. I just feel that I have wronged Mrs. Liu and I have wronged Tiedan."
Tan rolled his eyes, "You men are like this, you can't control your lower body, you deserve it!"
Yang Huaming smiled bitterly.
Yes, men are not a good thing.
Lao Yang coughed awkwardly and felt a needle pricking him under his butt as he sat there.
Because when Tan said that sentence before, she looked in his direction and said it, obviously hitting him.
