"Fourth, please stop saying a few words. Noisy people can't solve the problem."

Yang Huazhong came to the bedside and calmly said to Old Yang: "Dysentery is different from other diseases. It is a problem in the internal organs. It was because you didn't control your mouth that you caused such a mess before.

"

"The doctor's original words are that you should not eat fishy, ​​spicy, or greasy food for half a month. It was because you ate bad eggs that you were in trouble before, so you can't touch the eggs."

"We have told you everything that needs to be said. Dad, you can make your own decision whether you are dead or alive. You can eat whatever you want. But if you have vomiting, diarrhea, stomachache and shock like last time, we won't come over and just give him to you."

You ask the Taoist priests to prepare the funeral arrangements, and everyone will be liberated."

Yang Huazhong finished speaking calmly, glanced at the stunned Yu Xingkui next to him, and motioned for him to continue bringing the noodle bowl to Old Yang.

Old Yang stared straight at Yang Huazhong, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg in.

He thought Yang Huazhong could communicate and reason, but he didn't expect to say such harsh words when he came up!

Yu Xingkui brought the clear soup noodles to Old Yangtou again, "Old Uncle Yang, the noodles are still hot. Take a few bites..."

Lao Yangtou suddenly burst out: "I, am I just like this? Am I going to have to eat only these things that are neither cats nor dogs in my life?"

Yang Huaming also yelled: "What do you mean something cats and dogs don't eat? This is noodles, clear soup noodles made from wheat flour. Do you know how many people out there are struggling to eat right now? The whole family is drinking wild vegetable porridge.

Eat spicy multigrain cakes and rice bran cakes.”

"Don't talk about rolling noodles and steaming steamed buns. If a family can have a meal of wild vegetable batter soup, it is delicious. If you are still picky and dislike millet porridge and noodles, then don't eat it and just drink the northwest wind.

, the northwest wind pipe is full!”

Old Yang was so angry that his fingers trembled and he pointed at Yang Huaming: "You, you, you... you are a traitor!"

"Rebellious son? If I could do it over again, I wouldn't care to be your son!"

"you……"

Old Yangtou was so angry that he couldn't speak. He lay there stroking his heart, which was about to hurt to death!

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming and used his eyes to stop him from continuing to argue.

He said to Old Yangtou in a serious tone: "Although Yongxian has made money and is not short of food and drink for you, you have dysentery, and you will have to suffer from dysentery if you continue to eat and drink. Then what will you do to see Yongxian?"

Immortals fly and Huangteng reaches Guangzong and Yaozu?"

Old Yang stopped rubbing his heart with his hand, and his facial features, which were distorted with anger, seemed to be injected with a trace of reason.

Yang Huazhong knew that no matter what the situation, as long as Yang Yongxian was brought up to talk about the matter, it would definitely work.

Having achieved his goal, Yang Huazhong was not interested in staying in this room any longer. He said something to Yu Xingkuna and turned around to leave.

After leaving the yard, Yang Huaming took a deep breath of the fresh air in the yard, and sighed longly: "Now that we are out, the house just now was just a latrine, and it was simply not a place for humans. In other words, this Yu Xingkui

Why don’t you clean it up too?”

Yang Huazhong said: "Don't blame Yu Xingkui. He feeds, drinks, and defecates the old man all by himself. He also has to wash and dry him. It's pretty good that the house can be kept like this."
Chapter completed!