Changping Village.

The farce is still going on.

Under the stunned attention of all the guests, Old Yang's mouth was covered by Little Old Yang's head, and his head was fixed by Yang Yongqing. His struggling hands were held down by Yang Huazhou, and then Yang Huazhong pushed up his wheelchair and rushed towards the side door of the backyard as if he was running for his life.

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Some of them didn't know the truth, but the guests who had a good chat with Lao Yangtou couldn't stand it any longer. They wanted to come out to smooth things over and ask what was going on, but they were interrupted by Blacksmith Luo, Lao Suntou, Lao Jiangtou and other guests.

The older one stopped me.

"Let's not worry about old Yang's family affairs."

"Even if it's a family matter, a few people can't treat an old man like this, right? This is a bit outrageous!"

"Hey, you are serious, people have their own reasons."

"Did I hear it wrong earlier? This old man seemed to have mentioned some woman? Or did he bring her back? What's going on?"

"Ah hahaha, is that true? Why didn't I hear it? You must have heard wrongly. Come on, let's sit down and drink."

In the front yard, Yang Huaming worked hard to hold on with the help of Blacksmith Luo and others.

Here, Lao Yangtou was also sent to the backyard by Yang Huazhong and others. However, Yang Huazhong suddenly stopped.

"Third brother, why don't you leave? Let's go!"

Just this moment, Yang Huazhou was already sweating all over his forehead.

"We can't leave, my mother is at the table in the dining hall." Yang Huazhong said.

Why don't you go? Behind you is the main room through a thin wooden door, with five tables of guests inside.

As long as he loosens his hand, the old man's mouth can shout about Yunya, and he has already shouted a little bit just now.

Let's go. The old lady is in the dining hall. If the old lady hears this, the backyard will be shaken and all plans will be lost.

"This is really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. It's really difficult to handle!" Yang Huazhou gritted his teeth, sweat rolled down his face, and his brows knitted together.

Moreover, they didn’t dare to block the door. The food server was coming soon, and they had to avoid the children playing in the yard over there. Otherwise, the children would find it funny when they saw the formation of a few people, and they would all come over to join in the fun.

That's it.

So several people quickly moved the old man aside and hid in a relatively remote area behind the east room.

Little old Yangtou's hand was bitten by old Yangtou, and blood was dripping out.

Lao Yang bit his head so hard that he shook his head and tail, and his mouth was not ambiguous at all. When he got tired of biting in the middle, he could take a breath and continue to bite the second wave.

But it was so painful for little old Yangtou that he gritted his teeth and held on, unable to move his hands away from his mouth and nose.

So the two old men were grinning, but one felt happy and the other felt pain.

Yang Huazhong couldn't stand it anymore. He had to save his uncle's hand, otherwise it would have to be crippled.

Little old Yang had a headache and was about to lose consciousness. He didn't realize Yang Huazhong's intention at all, but old Yang got the idea.

Seeing the opportunity to pull off little old Yangtou's hand, Old Yangtou put all his strength into his throat and shouted "Yongxian help me!" out of his throat, almost resounding through the sky.

Food was already being served in the front hall, making it noisy.

The sound reached here a little vaguely, but it was still heard by some caring people.

"What on earth do the old Yang family do?"

"I don't know, I'm talking about it anyway."

"It looks like pigs are being killed in the backyard. What's wrong with the old man? How about... let's go take a look?"

Yang Huaming happened to be passing by and heard this sentence, and his eyebrows jumped in fright.

But he quickly told himself that he must hold on, hold on!

Thinking of this, Yang Huaming rushed forward and used a set of "combination punches" to comfort the relative who was calling friends and preparing to go to the backyard to "fight the injustice"...

And when he raised his head, he saw a person walking into the main room.

Yang Huaming only felt that there was a circle of golden light emanating from that person.

He left the guests around him and ran towards the person desperately. When he got close, he had to lower his voice, but pretended to be nonchalant and said through gritted teeth: "Qing'er, it's not good, the old man has betrayed me."

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Yang Ruoqing just paused slightly on her feet, but her expression was not wavering at all.

Yang Huaming mistakenly thought that she didn't understand what he meant. 'Betrayal' was too profound?

Just as he was about to explain further, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand: "Fourth uncle, you don't have to say anything. I'm just going to ask you how you feel now."

"How do you feel?"

"Well, that gift of ten taels of silver, isn't it hot to hold?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

To the guests nearby, the uncle and nephew seemed to be standing there chatting and laughing, which was somewhat inconsistent with the tense atmosphere of the old Yang family.

Could it be that they are really making a fuss out of a molehill?

Various dishes are already served on the table.

The first three courses are dim sum, including red jujube cake, white and soft yam cake, and sweet eight-treasure glutinous rice balls.

The guests with children were already busy getting food for the children, and some of their concerned eyes were withdrawn from Yang Huaming and Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huaming smiled apologetically at the room full of guests and shouted for everyone to eat and drink well. When he turned his head, he was so angry that he almost had his back teeth flattened.

"The old guy is so cunning. He defrauded us all out of ten taels of silver. I thought he was sincere and had really changed his mind!"

That night when he came back with ten taels of silver, he was still insomnia while lying in bed. His mind was turning over and over all the things that had happened to the old man who had been kind to him since he was a child and caused trouble in the family.

Later, it was boring to think about it alone, so he pushed Mrs. Liu awake and took her to recall that night for a while. He vowed to be a filial son from now on, not only to support his mother, but also to take good care of his father.

, to support my parents until they die...

"Damn it, I've been taken advantage of!"

The more Yang Huaming thought about it, the angrier he became. If it weren't for the guests in this room, he would have gone to the backyard and beat the old man all over his head!

"What's the situation now? Where are the others?" Yang Ruoqing stood on tiptoe and looked inside the hall. The seat that originally belonged to the old man was empty. Moreover, there were two other seats beside it that were also empty.

It seems that people are being controlled, and the person who controls them is also absent.

"In the backyard, your father and the others are all there."

"Okay, then I'll go over and take a look. I'll leave the main room to my fourth uncle."

Yang Huaming nodded.

The two of them passed each other.

Yang Huaming walked heavily, as if he was carrying a thousand-jin boulder on his shoulders, and he had to force a smile on his face. He had never been so exhausted, anxious, and frightened as he is today.

If only someone could teach him some tips on this...

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Turning around, I saw that Yang Ruoqing had left and returned.

"Fourth Uncle, after much thought, I still want to remind you of something."

Yang Huaming's eyes lit up, "What's going on?"

Yang Ruoqing pointed to his temples: "Have you not washed your hair for several days? You have a big patch of dandruff here..."
Chapter completed!