Old Yangtou was speechless by Yang Huazhong's words.

"Hey, the second brother and the others didn't know how to behave in the past. It's just chilling to people's hearts, that's all!"

The old man waved his hand, "I won't force you on this matter. You all have your own plans."

"However, your grandma and I still need to get something to see Lan Yatou."

"What do you mean, they are also people from our old Yang family, not the ownerless cats and dogs on the roadside!"

After putting aside these angry words, Old Yangtou left Yang Huazhong's house in a bad mood.

Mrs. Sun looked at the back of Old Yangtou, feeling a little uneasy.

"Dad Qing'er, what do you think we should do? How about we get some eggs or something and go take a look? Anyway, our family is not short of those eggs now..."

"Don't go!"

Yang Huazhong interrupted Sun directly.

"It's not just a matter of a few eggs, I just can't swallow that breath," the man said.

"When my daughter was fished out of the water and she was dying, could her second brother and sister-in-law give her half an egg?" Yang Huazhong asked.

When this happened, Mrs. Sun felt sad.

She shook her head: "Not to mention half an egg, not even a word of greeting."

"The second brother and the second sister-in-law said so, but they all told us to send our daughter to the earthen kiln behind the woods as soon as possible!" Yang Huazhong continued.

"I, Yang Huazhong, don't like to argue with others, but I also have my own limits."

"Compared to what they did to my daughter, I did a good job with Lan Yatou. I even took my father and the others to the hospital to visit her that day."

After hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Sun strengthened her determination.

"Okay, we won't go and see it. Let the villagers say whatever they want, no matter what!" she said.

Yang Huazhong said: "We don't have to worry about the villagers' mouths."

"Then the second brother-in-law was so kind to us in the past, and the villagers were talking about it behind our backs, but what's the point of it?" he said.

"Dad, what you said has touched my heart!"

Yang Ruoqing, who had been sitting quietly and listening silently, couldn't help but clasp her hands and make a sound.

"Today is different from the past. Half of the families in the village have benefited from our family!" She stood up and said.

"The herb collection team, the transportation team, the school, and the rice and money they borrowed from our family during the last disaster, and we want to continue to rely on them in the future..."

"Humans are short-tongued. Even if they don't defend us, they don't dare to accuse us behind our back."

"To say the least, even if we are criticized by human beings, so what? It's a lot of meat, we just need to live a comfortable and comfortable life!"

The family's opinions reached an unprecedented consensus.

…

The wheat was ground into wheat flour and gathered into the warehouse.

The atmosphere in the eight villages was very high. After the great disaster, they had survived the drought and now had food, so they could no longer starve to death.

In fact, ordinary people are very easy to be satisfied.

Next, everyone started busy planting rice seedlings.

As long as there are no continuous rains and floods this summer like last year, this season's crops will be harvested.

Everyone was hoping that God would favor them, so Li Zheng organized an incense-burning and praying event in front of the Tutu Temple at the entrance of the village.

The Yang Huazhong family is now a big farming family in the village, so they naturally want to take the lead.

Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came over.

Yang Ruoqing was busy helping Sun prepare the offerings for burning incense in front of the Tutu Temple in the morning, while Luo Fengtang helped Yang Huazhong sort out the firecrackers and incense papers.

When things were almost done, Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and the others came over from the old house.

Everyone was holding something in their hands, including incense paper, firecrackers and the like.

"Third brother, have you packed up? Okay, let's go there together!"

Yang Huaming said.

Yang Huazhong said: "That's it. Hey, didn't Mr. Jin come back from town? Why didn't he see anyone else?"

Yang Huaming said: "You can't get in."

"Ah? What's wrong?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing next to her was also surprised.

The second cousin specially took time to return to the village to participate in this incense-burning and blessing ceremony. Why did he suddenly not go?

Here, Yang Huaming continued: "The eldest brother coughed and vomited, so I stayed here to sort out his clothes."

After hearing this answer, Yang Huazhong stopped asking any more questions, and Yang Ruoqing also suddenly understood.

When she just came back from the capital, sometimes when the weather was nice, she could see her uncle Yang Huaan out for a few steps in the village.

Ever since it happened in May, my uncle has not come out.

Everyone picked up their things and went to the south end of the village to burn incense.

After lunch, Yang Ruoqing was about to go back to the house to take a nap when Yang Yongjin came over.

"Qing'er, I want to discuss something with you." Yang Yongjin said as he entered the door.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and asked him to sit down and asked: "Second brother, what's going on? Tell me."

Yang Yongjin said: "The Dragon Boat Festival is the day after tomorrow. I want to ask for a leave from you. I won't go back to the restaurant for these two days."

"I'll go back to the restaurant after the Dragon Boat Festival is over, okay?"

Look at the pleading on his face and the faint red in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing vaguely guessed something.

"Is my uncle's condition serious again?" she asked.

Yang Yongjin nodded: "In the past few days, my voice has been so hoarse that I can't speak at all."

"A few days ago, I could still eat three meals a day."

"In the past few days, I only eat one meal a day. If I eat too much, I will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea."

"Chest tightness, chest pain, and couldn't sleep all night long."

"The wish of my eldest brother and me is that he can eat a mouthful of new rice before leaving. Looking at the momentum, it will be good if he can survive May!" Yang Yongjin said.

Yang Ruoqing listened to Yang Yongjin's words and calculated the date in her heart.

Today is the third day of May, and the early rice has just been planted not long ago.

Wait until the early rice is mature and harvest in late June.

It's still two months away.

Uncle, I'm afraid he won't last more than two months in this situation.

"This Dragon Boat Festival is the last Dragon Boat Festival for us, father and son, to be together."

Yang Yongjin's voice brought Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.

"My eldest brother and I calculated that the school will have a day off on the Dragon Boat Festival."

"The two of us have prepared some good dishes, and then we will go to Linzhen to call our third brother back."

"Let's all have a reunion dinner together. From now on... I'm afraid we won't have such an opportunity again..."

Speaking of this, Yang Yongjin's voice choked up.

Yang Ruoqing also frowned slightly.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, second brother, be more open-minded," she advised.

"As a son, you have done your best, and the rest is God's business."

"These two **** go to the rooftop of the restaurant, and you can stay at home and focus on your uncle!"

…

The fourth day of May.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sent Dragon Boat Festival gifts to their parents' family together.

By the way, I also gave them to Lao Suntou and Lao Yangtou.

We had lunch with Yang Huazhong and Sun.

Dragon Boat Festival.

Early in the morning, there was a thin stream of rain falling in the sky.

When Yang Ruoqing got up, Luo Fengtang happened to come back from outside.
Chapter completed!