Chapter 652: I can’t hold myself back for a long time (first update)
Yang Ruoqing’s eyes fell on Yang Huamei, and she was secretly shocked.
We haven’t seen each other for a while, Yang Huamei has lost a lot of weight!
Could it be that I had a stone in my stomach last time and learned a lesson, so I have to keep my mouth shut now?
However, even if he loses a lot of weight, he is still enough to hold three Tans standing there!
Yang Huamei hugged Tan and cried for a while, then helped Tan into the east room to talk.
Here, Lao Yangtou and his sons were cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
Yang Huazhong said to Yang Ruoqing in private: "Daughter, buy more rice at noon, and your grandparents will come over to have a meal later."
"Well, then I will cook it at home. "Food."
Yang Ruoqing turned around and returned to the backyard kitchen.
......
Lunch was cooked quickly at noon.
All the craftsmen on the construction site came over, including Old Yangtou.
Tan didn't even come, and Yang Huazhong couldn't invite her, so Sun sent him a bowl of food.
In the afternoon, Old Yangtou asked someone to send a message to Yang Hualin and Yang Huazhou in the town.
At night, the second and fifth children all came back in a hurry.
In the old dining hall of Lao Yang's family, Lao Yangtou held the first family meeting after the separation of the family.
The five sons gathered together, and Yang Ruoqing was among them.
Everyone was secretly guessing what Old Yang was going to discuss when he called everyone here.
Yang Ruoqing sat behind the crowd, also thinking secretly.
She felt that tonight's meeting must be related to the fire caused by Tan's mistake during the day.
Over at the Eight Immortals table, Old Yangtou smoked dry cigarettes for a while.
Seeing that everyone was here, he pulled out his tobacco stick and knocked it on the table, making a sound.
"I called you five brothers here tonight to discuss with you the pension matters for me and your mother."
Lao Yangtou said straight to the point.
A pair of eyes swept across the sons and landed directly on the second eldest son, Yang Hualin.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes also followed and fell on the second uncle.
I saw him, who was usually the most active in family meetings, sitting there with his head hanging down.
Looking absent-minded.
I’m afraid it’s because cousin Lan’er was disowned by the Mu family. Isn’t it annoying?
Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.
Over there, fourth uncle Yang Huaming stood up.
"Dad, didn't you and your mother agree on how to support you in old age when we separated?"
Yang Huaming said.
"We have made it very clear how much rice we should send to you two elders in a year. Why are you mentioning it now?" he asked.
Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming and sighed.
“This time and that time!”
The old man said.
"Your mother and I were still healthy at that time, and your mother was not blind."
"We have rice and food in our hands, so we don't need to bother you."< br>
"But things are different now. Your mother is blind, she can't pick up needles and threads, and she can't cook food."
"If there is a fire today, there may be another fire next time. It's too dangerous. ..."
The old man shook his head, with a look of palpitations and fear on his face.
Yang Huazhou has just learned the whole process of today's fire from Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhou stood up with a scared look on his face and said: "If you are blind, you can't do anything, and you won't even know if your rice is burnt. How can you live like this?"
"Dad, just tell me, what are your plans?" Yang Huazhou asked.
Lao Yangtou glanced at these outspoken fifth sons and was secretly satisfied.
He raised his hand to Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou, and the two brothers sat back.
"My idea is that the way your mother and I support ourselves in old age needs to be changed," the old man said.
“How to change?”
Yang Huaming stood up again and asked nervously.
Old Yangtou said: "You don't have to send us rice every year..."
Old Yangtou had only finished speaking when Yang Huaming screamed in surprise.
"Really?" he asked. Old Yangtou's face turned dark.
"I haven't finished speaking yet." The old man said dissatisfied.
"Hey, Dad, go on." Yang Huaming scratched his head excitedly and sat back.
Lao Yangtou continued: "Your mother and I don't want you to send rice."
"From tomorrow on, we will take turns following you. After one month in each room, from now on The big room begins.”
“Huh?”
"What?"
"No way?"
These three exclamations came from Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin respectively.
The last scream came from Yang Huaming.
"Dad, can't this be done? Jin's cooking is like pig food. I'm afraid you and mother won't be able to get used to it!"
Yang Huaan, who had been silent all this time, couldn't sit still.
Get up quickly and said with a sorry smile.
“Besides, Jin is clumsy and can’t do needlework well...”
“It’s better for you to live with them than to live with our big house. Our big house still follows the old rules. Send rice every year!”
“I agree with my brother.”
As soon as Yang Huaan finished speaking, Yang Hualin, who had been listless, also braced himself up and joined the 'battle'.
“Our second roommate has been living in the town for a long time. The yard we live in is small and crowded, so we rent it.”
“My father and mother live with our second roommate. They are so wronged that my son is reluctant to have it. The two elders have been wronged!"
When it came to the emotional point, Yang Hualin raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.
Old Yangtou looked at Yang Hualin's move and his face became darker.
Yang Huaming, who was sitting next to Yang Hualin, couldn't hold himself back for a long time.
He stood up and said excitedly: "Dad, have you heard what the two brothers said? Your new method won't work!"
Lao Yangtou looked at the boss The muscles on the faces of the second and fourth children twitched violently.
Those three bastards!
The old man turned his attention to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou again.
The two brothers were silent, their expressions changing, as if they were thinking about something.
Lao Yangtou suppressed the sadness in his heart and asked them both by name.
"Lao San, Lao Wu, what do you think about this?"
Yang Huazhong was still silent, but his eyes were looking for Sun and Yang Ruoqing in the crowd.
Like asking.
But Yang Huazhou had already stood up.
The young man glanced around the dining hall and said in a loud voice: "Father and mother belong to all of us. It is not easy for our parents to give birth to us and raise us."
"If If my mother's eyes are not blind, I can still let them live on their own."
"But things are different now, my mother's eyes are blind."
"As a son, You should take up this responsibility!" Yang Huazhou said loudly.
There was a glimmer of light in Lao Yangtou's gray eyes.
"Lao Wu, so you agree to my proposal?" the old man asked tremblingly.
Yang Huazhou nodded.
"Okay, okay!" Old Yangtou also nodded repeatedly.
The old man's attention shifted to Yang Huazhong again.
"Third brother, all the brothers have expressed their opinions, and you are the only one left. What do you think?" the old man asked.
Yang Huazhong looked confused.
He stood up and said truthfully to Lao Yangtou: "Dad, from my original intention, my fifth brother and I have the same idea."
"I also want to do my best to have a son. Filial piety, serve you and your mother.”
“But——”
"My son thinks about the quarrels and unhappiness we used to live under the same roof, and I feel uncomfortable."
(End of Chapter)