Chapter 172 Adopted as an adopted son (fourth update)
Yang Huazhong said: "What do you know? This thing is not an ordinary swallow's nest. It builds its nest on a cliff, with thousands of feet below. Abyss!”
Huh?
Sun’s and Xiao’an’s expressions all changed!
Yang Huazhong had a gloomy face and continued: "Many years ago, there was an Orion in the next village. His wife had a heavy hemorrhage after giving birth and said she wanted to use bird's nests to survive."
"He went to pick it under the cliff at Zuo Niujiao Peak...he never came home again!"
"Bang!"
Sun's knees weakened and she fell down. land.
"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Ruoqing and Da'an quickly helped Sun up.
Mrs. Sun held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and looked at her from head to toe again.
"Qing'er, the injuries on your hands and face..."
The woman couldn't stop her tears.
Yang Ruoqing said hurriedly: "Mom, don't be afraid. I made these scratches from branches on the road. I didn't go down the cliff. Tang Yazi went down to do it!"
"Tang Yazi did it!" Son?”
Sun and Yang Huazhong were shocked again!
......
"Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight, can you?"
When Yang Ruoqing came out to pour the water for washing her feet, she found Xiao An standing beside her At the door of the house, he raised his head and asked.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised and asked with a smile: "Of course it will happen, but you have to sue sister, why do you want to sleep with me?"
Xiao An blinked her big eyes, "I want to hear my sister tell me about taking out the swallow's nest!"
"Oh? That's it, then come in!"
She touched it He took off Xiao An's head and turned around with him to go back to the house. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Da An not far away.
He stood there quietly, with his hands behind his back.
Watching Yang Ruoqing leading Xiao An back to the house, Da An's eyes showed envy.
"Da'an, come too. The three of us will sleep together. I'll tell you about my experience in the mountains today!"
Yang Ruoqing waved to Da'an.
Daan’s eyebrows lit up and he hurriedly ran towards this side.
Only then did Yang Ruoqing see clearly that what he was hiding behind was actually a pillow!
This guy!
She smiled secretly, greeted her two brothers back to the house, and closed the door tightly.
Yang Huazhong’s house.
The man was sitting on the bedside with his coat on, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Sun was sitting by the bed, using a big oil lamp, busy threading the shoes in her hand.
Ms. Sun sighed while putting her shoes away: "...I'm scared just thinking about it. My hand holding the needle is still shaking. If I knew they were going to pick bird's nests under the cliff, I would stop them even to death. ! ”
Yang Huazhong nodded, looked at his legs, and sighed.
"If I can really stand up this time, Tang Yazi will be my lifelong benefactor, Yang Huazhong!" The man said solemnly.
Ms. Sun nodded and said: "That child is not related to us."
"He can do this even though he cares about our daughter Qing'er. From inside, you can see that the child is really good in nature!”
Yang Huazhong agreed with Sun’s view.
He continued: "If we Qing'er also cares about him, this marriage will be settled!"
"It's hard to say what our daughter is thinking!" Mrs. Sun frowned and whispered. road.
"Why do you say that?" Yang Huazhong asked in surprise, "Don't she and Tang Yazi get along very well?"
Sun shook her head: "Our daughter is different from other people's daughters. . ”
“She has a carefree temper, just like a boy. It’s hard to say that she thinks Tang Yazi is her brother!”
Yang Huazhong was silent for a moment.
After a while, the man's voice sounded again.
"Even though marriage is a matter of parents' order and matchmaker's advice, we can't be the kind of confused parents who don't care about our daughter's feelings."
"I, Yang Huazhong, will not do anything to repay my kindness. My daughter's whole life will be tied up in it. ""I will regard Tang Yazi as my adopted son. From now on, I will love him as my son and marry him and build a house for him!"
...
"Zichuan, Mom has heated the dinner for you, how about you take a few bites?"
Widow Liu walked into Muzichuan carrying the meal that had been heated no less than three times. in the house.
In front of the desk, Mu Zichuan was writing furiously.
“Zichuan, you haven’t eaten all day. If you don’t take a few bites, you won’t have the energy to stay up late at night and write!”
Mu Zichuan put the food on the table and persuaded.
Mu Zichuan said without raising his head: "Mom, take it away, I really have no appetite."
"Hey!"
Widow Liu sighed , put the food on the table, turned around and left the house.
The door of Muzichuan's room was open, directly opposite the door of Widow Liu's room, with a main room in between.
Widow Liu brought the spinning wheel to the door of the house and while unwinding the thread, she glanced at her son's house opposite from time to time.
The pay-off truck started to shake, making an old and cumbersome "creak" sound, mixed with Widow Liu's sighs one after another, ringing intermittently in this silent night...
There is no better way to know a son than a mother.
Widow Liu knew that her son had something on his mind, and it was Fat Ya.
If you don’t have dinner at night, you are competing with yourself!
Son, this is annoying her as a mother. She shouldn't have gone to Lao Yang's house to propose breaking off the engagement.
My son is still a filial man. He feels annoyed but dare not say it in front of his mother.
So, just like writing on an empty stomach, hey, I have a headache!
Widow Liu spun for a while, guessing that it was very late, it was already past midnight.
She got up and came to Mu Zichuan's room again, where Mu Zichuan was still writing with his head buried in his head.
When she came in, he didn't even raise his head.
"Zichuan, it's late at night and the ground is cold. Can you get up early tomorrow and write?"
"Mom, I'm not sleepy. You can go back to the house and rest first!"
“Hey!”
Widow Liu sighed and shuffled out of the house.
Mu Zichuan raised his head, looked at his mother's thin figure under the light, and frowned slightly.
Mother, your son is unfilial and makes you worried.
However, the son couldn't help himself at the moment. As soon as the pen in his hand stopped, he felt very irritable.
Mom, please be patient!
He buried his head and once again let himself sink into the sea of books and questions...
Widow Liu opened the door and walked towards the toilet in the backyard under the moonlight.
She has a habit of going to the toilet and carrying the toilet back to the house before going to bed every night. It is more convenient to get up at night.
Let’s solve it in the toilet by the way.
Tonight, as usual, she pushed open the toilet door and came in. Under the moonlight, there was a person squatting in the squatting position.
Widow Liu was startled and almost screamed when the figure moved.
He rushed over and covered Widow Liu's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law of the Mu family, don't panic, I'm Yang Huaming, I'm here to borrow your toilet! Don't scream, I will let go!"
Widow Liu blinked, and Yang Huaming let go of his hand this time.
Widow Liu was in shock. She looked at the man in front of her. It turned out to be Yang Laosi from the old Yang family in the east of the village.
"Old Si Yang, doesn't your old Yang family have a toilet? Why did you come all the way to my house to use it?"
Widow Liu stared at Yang Huaming and asked angrily.
(End of this chapter)