Yang Huaming was playing in the yard with San Yatou's children. His two or three-year-old grandson was very lively and active, running around without stopping for a moment.
Yang Huaming looked at his grandson and was in a good mood.
I think back when I was young, the daughter of a family couldn't fight for anything.
Now it's better, Ju'er gave birth to two sons, and San Yatou gave birth to one son. At a family gathering like yesterday, the three little boys got together and started fighting so hard that Yang Huaming's head was about to split.
When the end of the year comes, my daughter-in-law Liu Jinchuan also gives birth, and the family becomes even more lively.
"Dad, I've finished my homework."
Tiedan came out of the next room.
A young man of twelve or thirteen years old, with handsome features and a thin figure.
There is a bit of Xiaojuan's shadow between her eyebrows.
This made Yang Huaming slightly absent-minded, remembering the last time he saw Xiaojuan, and the money Xiaojuan entrusted to him, which he reserved for Tiedan's future study and marriage...
Since we separated from Xiaojuan that year, I have never heard from Xiaojuan again.
Maybe she is no longer in this world. After all, she disliked the poverty in the village and left Changping Village to look for a better life outside her husband and son, but ended up falling into the dust...
"It's good to finish writing. You can't just lie on the table writing all day. It's good to come out and change your mind appropriately."
Yang Huaming stood up straight and spoke to Tiedan seriously.
Tiedan smiled and nodded, came to his little nephew, knelt down and stretched out his arms: "Come here, uncle will hold you around!"
The little nephew immediately threw himself into Tiedan's arms.
Mother had warned him that he was not allowed to go to his room to disturb his uncle when he wanted to read and write.
But my nephew just likes to play with his uncle.
I don’t like playing with my uncle.
My uncle always wears a mask. He looks a bit scary without a mask, and the baby is scared.
It’s better to be my uncle...
Watching Tie Dan playing with his children in the yard, Tie Dan protected his little nephew like an adult, preventing him from touching dangerous things.
Yang Huaming nodded happily. Tiedan was finally growing up and gradually gained the demeanor of a young man.
This fall, Tiedan and Honger will take the Tongsheng Examination together. If they pass successfully, they will prepare to take the Scholarship Examination next.
If Tiedan is admitted as a scholar...then the fourth room will finally be able to feel proud and proud in Lao Yang's family and Changping Village after all these years.
With a glance, Yang Huaming saw He'er coming out of the house with her hair disheveled and yawning, holding a handful of straw paper in her hand and heading to the toilet in the backyard.
The expectation that had just risen in Yang Huaming's eyes was extinguished at this moment.
The hanging attempt failed that day, and after Li Laoer came to visit for a while, He'er was happy for nearly a day and a night.
But in the past two days, Li Laoer didn't show up, and He'er gradually became a little depressed again.
Especially today, we are celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival. During the festival in previous years, He'er and Kang Xiaozi would come back from the town's Wa Market to help the family with this and that.
Ever since she fell in love with Li Laoer, He'er's whole body has been in a bad state, and her mood has fluctuated greatly, making everyone around her tremble and cautious.
Hey, what a sin. If He'er could return to normal like before, then the four bedrooms would really be perfect!
Yang Huaming silently watched He'er walking listlessly to the backyard, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.
According to the agreement I made with the three brothers of the Li family, it will be necessary for Li Laoer to come to Changping Village to make a fuss within three days at most.
It’s time to come today!
Besides, today is still the Dragon Boat Festival, so there is every reason to find an excuse to pass by the door and then come in to show your face.
It’s been three days a day, why haven’t you come yet?
In this way, from three poles in the sun to lunch time, and then the sun set in the west, Li Laoer never showed up.
Although He'er didn't hang himself or go crazy like he did a few days ago, his mood was obviously much lower.
If it weren't for Chunxia and the children of San Yatou's family, it could at least divert some of her attention. Otherwise, she would be so empty that she would have random thoughts again.
"Dad, I have something to discuss with you."
The three girls knocked on the door of Yang Huaming's house with a plate of melons and fruits.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"Dad, I see my eldest sister's condition... keeping her at home is probably not good for her condition. When Brother Xueyun comes to pick me up and the kids tomorrow, I want to take my eldest sister to live with me at my house for a while."
Yang Huaming was silent for a moment, "If your eldest sister is willing to go with you, I would love it."
Unless it is a last resort, who wants to lick an old face and beg the three brothers of the Li family?
Isn't this because of He'er's situation?
The third girl was a little surprised to hear that Yang Huaming agreed so readily.
Originally, she thought that her father would be very stubborn and wanted to help the eldest sister and Li Lao Er...
"However, my promise does not count. The key depends on your eldest sister's attitude."
"If she doesn't want to go, there's nothing we can do."
If He'er is willing to go, Yang Huaming would have sent her there a while ago...
"I'll go find my sister to discuss it right now." The third girl put down the plate of melons and fruits, turned around and left Yang Huaming's house.
At the door of the house, they met Mrs. Liu who came in from outside. The three girls turned sideways to let Mrs. Liu pass, and then left without looking back.
Mrs. Liu looked at the back of the three girls and entered the house muttering.
"People say that daughters are mother's caring little cotton-padded jackets. I think I gave birth to these three daughters in vain."
Regarding Liu's complaints, Yang Huaming simply chose to ignore them.
He picked up the toothpick on the plate, inserted a piece of cut apple and put it in his mouth.
"The apples cut by my daughter are so sweet." He said while eating.
When Mrs. Liu heard this, she immediately ran to the table, took a piece and threw it into her mouth.
While chewing heavily, she continued to scold: "Tsk, tsk, these girls have no conscience. I was the one who carried them for ten months and gave birth to them. You don't care whether they live or die. In the end, the cut fruit plate is delivered to you. It's unreasonable!"
Yang Huaming continued to ignore her and continued to enjoy the fruit plate in front of him. This was a daughter's filial piety.
As for what Liu complained about just now, he didn't even bother to argue with her.
What do you mean he doesn't care about his daughter's life or death?
Did the girls grow up leaning against the wall?
No matter how generous he is, it is impossible for him to care whether his children live or die. Even if they are daughters, they may not be as affectionate as they are to their sons because of their patriarchal mentality.
However, the tradition of men in the old Yang family is to protect calves, especially their own children.
Mrs. Liu ate a few pieces of apples and said to Yang Huaming: "Three girls, you really want to take He'er to Canngle County, but you don't want to be so polite to me, Mom, you can also stay at my house for a few days." Really?"
