After working hard all day, when Yang Huazhong and Sun laid down on the bed after washing their feet, their tired bones were almost falling apart.htt://...

On the first day, Lao Yang had to urinate for ten days, and after noon every day, Yang Huazhong helped him up and down.

Even when Lao Yang was sitting on the toilet, he had to stand beside him to support him. The smell was so bad that he almost fainted.

"It's really hard to do this job of serving people. I didn't realize it before when my parents could run and walk. Now it falls on me. It's really not as easy as I thought!"

Yang Huazhong sighed and couldn't help but sigh with Sun.

Mrs. Sun gently beat Yang Huazhong's leg, then smiled helplessly when he heard this and said: "Why else would there be a saying that 'there is no filial son in bed for a long time'? No matter how hard we work, we have to bite the bullet at this point!

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Yang Huazhong nodded, "Yes, no matter how difficult it is, we must persevere. As father and son, there is no life in this life, and we cannot let the old man feel cold."

The couple was so tired that they fell asleep after a while.

While I was drifting off to sleep, I heard something moving outside.

"What's the noise?" Yang Huazhong asked Sun in a daze.

Sun said: "It seems like Teddy is barking in the yard next door."

Yang Huazhong turned over and muttered: "Spring is about to begin, and the cats and dogs are getting restless. Don't worry, let's go to sleep..."

The couple continued to sleep, and after a while, there was a sound outside, and someone came and knocked on the door.

"Which one?" Yang Huazhong asked.

"Third brother, it's me. I'm your brother Luo." Blacksmith Luo's voice sounded outside the door.

The couple in the room were no longer sleepy. Yang Huazhong, wearing a coat and holding a lantern in his hand, hurried to open the door.

The tent was lowered, and Mrs. Sun was also wearing clothes in the tent.

The door of the house was opened, and Blacksmith Luo was indeed standing outside.

Yang Huazhong looked stunned, "Brother Luo, why are you here so late at night? Is there something urgent?"

Blacksmith Luo said: "Third brother, you two are sleeping too deeply, aren't you? Your old lady was shouting in the front yard for most of the night, and she woke me up."

"I originally thought you would hear it, so I didn't come over, but after listening to the old lady shouting for a while, I really couldn't wait any longer and had to come over in person to see what was going on!"

When Yang Huazhong heard this, he suddenly remembered the barking of the teddy dog ​​when he was confused earlier. Could it be that his mother's barking alarmed the dog?

"Brother Luo, did you come directly to the backyard or went to my parents' house?" Yang Huazhong asked while putting his shoes on the boat.

Blacksmith Luo said: "I didn't even think about it before I met your mother at the door. Your mother seemed to be coming out to call you, but for some reason she touched the wrong direction and was wandering around in the front yard alone."

After hearing this, Yang Huazhong didn't even bother to put on one of his shoes, and ran out.

Behind him, Mrs. Sun also dressed up and followed.

In Old Yangtou's house in the front yard, as soon as Yang Huazhong entered the door, he was hit by the stench and almost fell down.

Mrs. Sun also smelled it, covered her mouth and ran to the side to vomit.

Yang Huazhong also wanted to vomit, but Tan's panicked cries came from the room, accompanied by Old Yang's painful groan.

Without hesitation, Yang Huazhong rushed into the house bravely.

"Dad, mother, what's wrong with you? Why do you smell so bad?" Yang Huazhong came to the bedside and asked in surprise.

Old Yangtou was lying on the bed in a strange posture, his old face was red from holding back, and his forehead was covered with large beads of cold sweat.

Seeing Yang Huazhong come in, Old Yang struggled and said: "Lao San, dad is going to die..."

Mrs. Tan next to her had already begun to scold Yang Huazhong: "You are an unfilial son. You slapped your chest in front of your brothers and promised to serve your father well. Look, your father had a stomachache and was all on the bed. I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I can’t call you even if I’m broken, are you deliberately letting us two old men die in this room?”

Yang Huazhong had no intention of paying attention to Mrs. Tan's scolding, and only heard the sentence "I'm upset."

He stepped forward and lifted up a corner of the quilt covering Old Yang's head...

I almost fainted.

It was everywhere on the bed. How much soaking did it take? Yang Huazhong felt like he was about to collapse.

At this time, Sun and Blacksmith Luo also came in. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked by the 'mess' in front of them.

As a daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun doesn’t even know where to start!

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you make the bed faster?" Mrs. Tan pricked up her ears and didn't hear any sound, so she urged her again, each sound more urgent than the last.

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, not knowing how to clean up this mess.

"Brother Luo, you'd better go back first!" Yang Huazhong used his remaining sense to tell Blacksmith Luo.

We definitely can't ask Brother Luo to help with this kind of thing.

Blacksmith Luo knew that everyone was embarrassed if he stayed here, including Old Uncle Yang himself.

After all, he is an old man who has been strong for his whole life, so it is definitely not good for others to see him like this.

Just as Blacksmith Luo was about to nod, the sound of beans being fried suddenly came from the bed.

It was Lao Yangtou who was farting. The farts were loud and clear, and smelled so bad that Tan even lost his voice for a while.

"It can't be done, it can't be done, it's going to happen again, Third Brother, please help me quickly..."

Old Yangtou shouted and stretched out his hand towards Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong hurriedly stepped forward to help Old Yangtou, and Blacksmith Luo also came to help. The two of them had just helped Old Yangtou and before they had time to help him get off the bed, they felt a tightness in the muscles all over Old Yangtou's body, accompanied by a slight

Trembling slightly, then a flash flood broke out...

After Old Yangtou experienced the short-term relief brought by release, he felt endless embarrassment.

"How did I become such a ghost? I might as well just die, wuwuwu..."

Old Yang's head was supported by Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong, hanging on their shoulders like a giant toad on stilts. The dirt was still dripping from under his trouser legs, but he covered his face with his hands and began to cry.

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A man doesn't shed tears easily because he hasn't reached the point of sadness.

At this moment, Old Yangtou really wanted to die!

Yang Huazhong felt helpless and distressed, and said: "Dad, don't be like this, we usually get upset after eating badly, I will help you to the guest room next door first..."

Blacksmith Luo wanted to help, but Old Yangtou's mood was a little intense, so Blacksmith Luo had to leave.

Next, all the burden fell on Yang Huazhong's shoulders. Yang Huazhong took Lao Yangtou to the next room to take a bath and change clothes...

During this process, Old Yangtou did that twice more. Yang Huazhong also found out the medicinal powder that his family usually took when they had stomach upsets and gave it to Old Yangtou to drink. After struggling for most of the night, Old Yangtou finally calmed down and lay down again.
Chapter completed!