Lao Yang freed up a hand, grabbed Yang Huazhong's arm, and said with choked sobs: "Lao San, Lao Wu, if I can, I would like to use my longevity to exchange for the health and safety of each of you!"
Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, and then coaxed him: "Dad, what are you talking about? You and my mother are healthy. Looking at our children and grandchildren is what we look forward to the most!"
Yang Huazhou also nodded, "One elder in a family is a treasure, not to mention two elders in our family. You are two treasures!"
If it were normal times, the old man would be very pleased to hear these words, and even feel proud of himself and Tan's longevity.
But today, at Yang Yongxian's funeral, Old Yang no longer felt any sense of pride.
"No, no, no, I have really lived enough. Your mother is nothing, she is not older than me."
"I'm too old. It's not good. I'll kill you one by one. Look, Yongxian is ahead of me again. I'm really tired of living. I've had enough. I really don't want to live anymore. …”
As Old Yangtou spoke, two lines of muddy old tears burst out of his eyes.
This made Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou dumbfounded.
Yang Huazhong quickly comforted the old man seriously: "Dad, what nonsense are you saying? Don't say such things again in the future, and don't think wildly!"
Yang Huazhou was also very unhappy, but he did not talk about the old man. Instead, he raised his voice and said to the nearby villagers watching the fun: "They are all from the village. Just watch the fun and don't say anything that is not there." , if something happens to my old man, none of you can run away!"
Everyone onlookers expressed their innocence.
But the person who said those words before felt a little guilty and quietly shrank back from the crowd, and finally simply shrunk out of Yang Huazhou's sight...
After such a shock, several more intelligent and discerning villagers gathered around him at the right time and helped to enlighten the old man.
"The old man said these frustrating words because he felt sorry for his grandson. Third child and fifth child, don't take it seriously."
"It's better to help the old man go back to the house to rest. At this age, he can't stand the trouble..."
Others said: "Old man, you must take care of yourself. With you here, Lao Yang's family will have a treasure. Only the third and fifth brothers are busy, so they have a backbone!"
After saying these words, Old Yangtou's depressed mood eased a bit.
When he was being supported by Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and others towards the entrance of Sanfangyuan, the sound of firecrackers was heard from the front of the road.
Intermittent, crackling, crackling, and when you hear it, you can tell that it is the kind of cutting a long firecracker into small pieces, and then throwing it away along the way.
In the direction where the sound of firecrackers came from, a group of people slowly appeared.
The person walking at the front was Yang Yongqing. Yang Yongqing was carrying a big cock that had been wiped off its neck.
The chicken blood had already dried up along the way, and now they were carrying the chicken to guide the way.
Walking behind Yang Yongqing were Zhang Youfu and Zhen'er. The little Zhen'er seemed to have fallen asleep, but the small white flag on her back was fluttering in the wind, which was very conspicuous.
Further back is a large red wooden coffin pulled by two mules.
Behind the mule cart were Yang Yongjin and the other brothers of the old Yang family, as well as Luo Fengtang, Chen Biao, Liu Xueyun and other grandsons-in-law.
Dabao was carrying a basket, and the basket was filled with paper money, which was also floating toward the sky as he walked.
The crowd at the entrance of the village suddenly became commotion.
Someone went to the third room and shouted.
The rest of Lao Yang's family gathered in the third room and waited. When they heard the noise outside and learned that the team was back, they all rushed out in panic.
Although Jin couldn't hear the sounds outside, she could read people's lips and feel the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
Jin stumbled and rushed outside the door of Sanfangyuan.
Tears blurred her eyes and she couldn't see the road clearly. She staggered as she ran. Jin fell several times on the way from the main room to the door.
Sun and Bao Suyun’s mission today is to accompany Jin every step of the way. However, Jin’s reaction today was so fast that when Sun and Bao Suyun reacted, Jin even fell down twice...
Sun and Bao Suyun quickly followed up and supported Jin, "Sister-in-law, don't be like this, take care of yourself!"
"Sister-in-law, I have my condolences and accept the change, the immortal beings in heaven don't want you to be like this..."
Jin couldn't make a complete cry. She was mute, but her chest was filled with overwhelming pain and sorrow. The pain and sorrow wanted to break through her throat, so she opened her mouth wide and came out from her mouth. The sound is similar to an animal's cry.
"Ahh..."
"Ouch..."
"Whoa whoa……"
His whole body was trembling, especially when he was helped by Sun and Bao Suyun to the entrance of the yard. The mule cart carrying Yang Yongxian happened to be coming and passed in front of his sight.
Jin suddenly jumped up from the ground. After landing, his feet kicked the ground like crazy. The tone of his screams changed, and his feet seemed to be kicking a hole out of the ground!
Every one of the people present could not help but have red eyes when they saw Jin like this, no matter how hard-hearted they were.
There is a kind of sadness in this world that cannot be cried out, or even explained with tears.
Ms. Tan was behind. She was supported by Yang Huamei and tremblingly rushed to the door of the courtyard.
Initially there was no sound coming from her mouth, but when she came to the gate of the yard and saw the mule cart pulling the coffin passing by, Ms. Tan suddenly pulled her arm back from Yang Huamei's hand and slapped her own several times. thigh.
He cried at the top of his lungs: "Yongxian, my eldest grandson, why are you back like this..."
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, her eyes turned white and she fainted.
Fortunately, Yang Huamei helped her in time, but she was so frightened that she kept shouting: "Mother, mother!"
Seeing this, Mr. Sun and Bao Suyun quickly returned to help Mr. Tan.
At this moment, Jin suddenly raised his head, looked at the coffin that was slowly moving forward, and rushed forward.
"Stop it quickly, Auntie is about to hit the coffin!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Seeing that Jin's forehead was about to hit the coffin, with such a huge impact, if Jin really hit it, his head would be broken and bleeding, or he would probably die on the spot!
A figure rushed over, it was Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang rushed forward and stopped Jin in time, thus preventing this tragedy.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.
Then, Mrs. Mo and Xiuhong came over quickly, and they pulled Ms. Jin back to the third room.
When Old Yangtou saw Jin's behavior, he told Mo and Xiuhong: "Keep an eye on her and don't let her go to the ancestral hall. If she does something stupid, it will be terrible!"
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