Although Yang Huazhong insisted not to do so, Tan was determined to give it to Yang Huazhong after eating the weight.

She also said that if Yang Huazhong didn't want it, she would not be able to heal her leg. Yang Huazhong had no choice but to accept the five taels of silver in front of everyone.

"Okay, let Uncle Fu record the cost of treating the leg later in his account, and we will settle the bill together when the leg is healed."

"If the consultation fee is included in these five taels of silver, then use these five taels of silver to pay. If it exceeds five taels of silver, no matter how much it exceeds, I will make up for it."

"Third brother, we are brothers, let me bear some responsibility." Yang Huaming said quickly.

Bao Suyun also stood up and said, "Count us in the fifth room."

Yu Bamei and Zhao Liuer looked at each other, and the two sisters-in-law said in unison: "There are still us."

Liao Meiying wiped away tears, "I don't have money, but I can contribute. I can come here every day to serve the nurse."

Jin pointed to Yang Yongqing's house in the backyard, babbling a few words, and patted her chest. It was obvious that she was serving the old lady on behalf of Yongqing and the others.

Yang Huamei was very pleased to see the unity among her brothers, sister-in-law, nephews, nieces and daughters-in-law.

She turned around and held Tan's hand and said to her: "Mom, my brother-in-law, nephew, nephew-in-law, they are really filial to you. You all have money and strength to contribute. You are really a blessed person. In the future, you

You really need to change your temper!"

Tan's face turned red and her expression was a little unnatural.

"What are you talking about? I've had this temper all my life and I can't change it!"

Yang Huamei snickered and spoke to her mother in a tone that sounded like a tough-talking duck.

After struggling for a long time, Liao Meiying and Yang Huamei were left to take care of Tan, while everyone else went back.

On the way back, Bao Suyun and Sun whispered: "In the past, I thought mother was just like father, always favoring Yongxian with closed eyes. Now it seems that mother is not as careless as father, and she still has a little bit of other people in her heart."

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Ms. Sun nodded lightly: "This time she actually used her own money to treat her leg without letting me pay for it. This is really beyond my expectation."

Bao Suyun said: "Maybe it's because I'm getting older, and maybe I've suffered from being paralyzed in bed during this period. My temper seems to have become somewhat restrained, and I'm not as domineering and strong as before."

Sun laughed softly: "I hope she can continue like this, be gentler in temper, and be good to everyone. If she is too tough, neither of us will stand down. The old man is the best example."

He parted ways with Bao Suyun at the entrance of the village, and when he returned home, Yang Huazhong asked Sun: "I said something before at the old house without consulting you. You won't be angry with me, right?"

Sun was stunned for a moment and then understood what Yang Huazhong was referring to.

She smiled gently and said, "Where did you think you were going? Why would I care about such a trivial matter with you?"

"Besides, as a child, you should be filial to your parents and elders. We can afford to spend money on treating the legs, as long as my mother's legs can stand up."

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Next, the sons and daughters of Lao Yang's family seemed to have completely forgotten that there was a person like Lao Yangtou, and they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to treating Tan's leg.

Yang Huazhong and the others would take time to visit the old house every day, and Sun and Bao Suyun would take turns delivering delicious nourishing food to Tan.

Sometimes Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi would come back from the Taoist temple in the evening to sit in the east room, and they would meet Yang Huazhong and the others. Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi would also take time to come over to see how Tan was recovering, and they would sit together, drink tea, and chat.

, Lao Yang's old house suddenly regained its former liveliness and vitality.

Compared with the hordes of children and grandchildren under Tan's knees, the scene in front of Old Yangtou at the south end of the village is completely different.

Under the dim oil lamp, Old Yangtou sat there with a pipe in his mouth, but did not smoke. His eyes were distracted by the dancing sparks in front of him.

Little old Yang came out of the kitchen next door with a hunched back, holding a black pottery bowl in his hand.

"Brother, I don't know how to cook. I learned this egg fried rice from my niece-in-law next door. I put a spoonful of lard and two eggs on it. You can make do with two bites."

Lao Yangtou's eyes started to move just now. He glanced at the egg fried rice in front of him, nodded, put down the dry tobacco pole and picked up the chopsticks.

"I can eat anything, I never choose." The old man said, taking a big mouthful of egg fried rice into his mouth.

The greasiness of lard, the fishy smell of eggs, and the coarseness and coldness of rice grains all came together. The alveolar on the back of Old Yang's head felt sore, and the fishy smell in his mouth went straight into his throat.

He spat out the rice grains on the ground, then grabbed the tea bowl next to him and drank a few sips of it to rinse his mouth, which made him feel better.

Little old Yang rubbed his hands, feeling very guilty.

"Hey, I just said that my craftsmanship is not good..."

Old Yangtou looked at little Old Yangtou: "How did you live alone before? What did you eat?"

Little old Yangtou said: "You have seen it a few days ago. I eat porridge and multi-grain steamed buns and pickles for two meals a day. I am not good at cooking and cooking, and I don't like it very much. I just like to drink porridge."

My elder brother came and stayed at my house for a few days, but I couldn't let him drink porridge and eat pickles with me every day, so today, little Yangtou suddenly went to learn the simplest egg fried rice from the wife next door.

Unexpectedly, it still failed.

"How many years have the younger siblings been gone?" Old Yangtou suddenly asked little Old Yangtou.

Little old Yang thought for a moment, "More than ten years."

"Actually, after my brother and sister leave, you should renew your relationship." Old Yangtou said seriously.

"What?" Little old Yangtou thought he heard wrongly, but looking at the old brother's look, it didn't look like he was joking.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'm already in my early fifties at that time, and if I still renew my relationship, wouldn't that make people laugh to death!" Little old Yang waved his hand.

Old Yangtou looked serious: "Don't say that I was in my early fifties when I was in my prime. Even if you are over sixty now, it's not too late!"

Little old Yangtou was dumbfounded.

Lao Yangtou pushed the bowl of fried rice in front of him forward and sat upright.

"Brother, I'm not joking with you, I'm serious. A man's life will be a mess without a wife by his side."

"No matter how filial our children are, they can't stay with us for a long time, especially your son who died a long time ago. Now you rely on your grandchildren to support you. They are all busy and have their own small families. They can provide you with every quarter."

It would be nice to send some money and rice and supplies, but I can’t expect anything else.”

"Listen to your brother, while you can still run and walk and make your own decisions, quickly get a wife to come back and take care of your daily life. Look, is this fried rice with eggs meant for human consumption?"

Little old Yang glanced at the bowl of egg fried rice on the table, feeling even more ashamed.

"Brother, let me forget it. I don't want to make people laugh at my age, and I don't want to miss out on the holiday. If you don't like egg fried rice, I will learn how to cook with them tomorrow. Let's start with stir-frying cabbage."

Old Yangtou looked at little old Yangtou with a look of hatred.
Chapter completed!