When all the firecrackers were set off, Yang Yongjin went over and drove away the children who were trying to reach into the ashes with black smoke to pick up the broken pieces of the firecrackers. Only then did he return to the yard with peace of mind.
As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he saw a figure flashing in front of him and entering the main room.
Yang Yongjin's eyes narrowed.
Embroidery?
It seems that he is not the only one holding a last chance to hold a double banquet today.
The same goes for daughter-in-law's embroidery.
But Li Wei never showed up, and the daughter's heart was stabbed again and again, right?
Yang Yongjin clenched his fists with both hands, wishing he could rush to Lijiacun and beat Li Wei to death!
The daughter I raised in the palm of my hand could not bear to be beaten or scolded.
Growing up like this, only when she married into the Li Wei family did she suffer such physical and mental torture!
If husband and wife were harmonious and the family was complete, how wonderful would be a day like today!
Even the daughters of those poor families in the village are not like this, and my daughter will be a single mother from now on.
Even if her parents' family provides strong support, they will not be left with nowhere to go and no food and clothing.
However, it is terrible to think about such a young girl raising a child alone!
But what can happen now?
Change the situation as you wish, no matter what, in the face of death, any problem can be tolerated!
As long as my daughter and grandson are well, that's enough.
Oh, I made a mistake, not my grandson, but my grandson, Yongxiao’s surname is Yang!
The moment Yang Yongjin stepped into the main room door with one foot, his frowning eyebrows completely relaxed, and the gloom on his face was wiped away.
Facing a room full of relatives and friends with smiling faces, and looking at his grandson Yongxiao who was surrounded by stars like a moon, Yang Yongjin had firm eyes, a loud voice, and raised his hands to greet everyone:
"Thank you all for stopping what you are doing and coming to my house despite your busy schedule. Come on, let me take this first glass of wine to you all!"
Next to him, Yang Yongzhi quickly handed a full cup of wine to Yang Yongjin's hand.
"From now on, Sister Xiuxiu will inevitably need everyone's care and protection. I'll drink this cup of wine first as a token of respect!"
Yang Yongjin raised his head and drank all the soju in the wine cup without leaving a drop!
Seeing Yang Yongjin's move, everyone else also picked up the wine cups in front of them. Those who were younger than Yang Yongjin all stood up. The women picked up the fruit wine in front of them. Those who didn't have fruit wine had tea instead of wine. Just like today's The host, Yang Yongjin, raised his head to drink as he raised his glass.
Yang Ruoqing looked around and drank too.
In this era, the concept of clan and locality was very important.
This is something that many people in later generations who have traveled far away will remember.
Because this is a farming society, the feudal patriarchal system, and family groups, relatives and friends are the most beneficial way to survive.
If nothing else, take the Yang Huaming family building a house as an example. When the time comes to put up the beams and cap the roof, all the uncles and uncles from the old Yang family will have to help.
A banquet like today was organized by all the women of the old Yang family working together.
The more the merrier.
Although Xiuxiu's many suicide attempts have long consumed the family, many people including Yang Ruoqing have a good impression of her.
However, when Xiuxiu really makes peace with her husband and takes the children back to her parents' home, then everyone in her parents' home should protect her.
A hand stretched out with fingers of different lengths.
But if you want to be powerful, you must clench your fingers into a fist, and everyone must exert force together to be strong.
The banquet lasted for nearly half an hour.
The women and children were almost full, and the food on the table began to be removed.
As for the men at the table, sorry, the banquet is only halfway through.
They were still drinking and talking, and almost no one at the table was eating rice.
This is the rule at the wine table in this area. When you start to hold up rice, it means that you have withdrawn from the wine game, and others will no longer ask you to drink.
There is no such thing as eating rice and drinking at the same time. It would be considered disrespectful to others.
If you drink, drink well. You can have a few mouthfuls of food to accompany the wine. If you bring rice to accompany the wine, who are you looking down on?
"Fourth brother, drink less, your face will turn into Guan Gong!"
Mrs. Tan had eaten and drank enough. She sat on the edge and stared at the men's wine table like a sentinel. When she saw Yang Huaming holding the wine jar and talking with his tongue, Mr. Tan yelled at him.
"Mom, it's a good day, I'm happy, it'll be okay if I drink a few more cups!" Yang Huaming said to Mrs. Tan with a big tongue.
Tan gave him a hard look.
At this time, Mrs. Sun brought rice to Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong took the rice, stood up and apologized to the other men at the table: "You guys go on and drink to your heart's content. I'll eat first."
"Third uncle, do you want to eat now? How about two more drinks?" Yang Yongjin invited.
Yang Huazhong smiled and shook his head: "You've had your fill, you've had your fill. Keep drinking."
Then, Zhao Liu'er and Mo Shi also sent their eldest and little niuniu over to deliver meals to Yang Yongzhi, Yang Yongqing and the others.
Yang Yongqing originally wanted to drink a few cups, but Xiao Niuniu didn't allow it.
She patted his thigh hard, and her childish voice was domineering: "Mom said that if you dare not to eat, let me pinch you! I will pinch you until you eat!"
Yang Yongqing looked up and saw that Mrs. Mo was wearing a floral apron around her waist and was clearing the table with her sisters-in-law.
The two people's eyes met. Mo's eyes were calm, and there was obviously no anger in them. However, Yang Yongqing felt a strong sense of warning.
He smiled, quickly took the rice bowl, and began to pull the rice.
Only then did Mo Madam look away.
The little girl put her hands on her hips and walked away with a proud look on her face.
This scene happened to be seen by Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing who were sitting on a bench nearby, drinking tea and resting.
Yang Huamei smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I never saw it before, but Yongqing was actually controlled by Mr. Mo and Xiao Niuniu!"
Yang Ruoqing also smiled: "Monkey Sun is finally willing to put on the tightening spell."
Sun Houhou was forced to wear it, but cousin Yongqing wore it willingly.
Whether it was Xiao Niu Niu pinching him or Mo's cold glance...
In fact, the mother and daughter have no power at all. The key point is that Yongqing's little cousin cares about their mother and daughter and is willing to pay for it.
Therefore, he wore this tight curse on his head willingly.
"In the past, Yongqing was number one in the world and I was number two. No one could control him. He was not serious." Yang Huamei continued to complain to Yang Ruoqing.
“I didn’t expect that it would really be like that now!”
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Although I used to be generous and one person could eat enough for the whole family, now I am under the control of several people."
"But I feel like he's enjoying it."
Yang Huamei fully agrees with this, "With a wife and children on the hot bed, for a man, what is the purpose of living? Isn't it just for their mothers!"
