Chapter 4690 Doubting Life
Sun stood up and asked them with a smile: "Have you eaten? Do you want to eat something here?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's done. Come here, mother, don’t worry about it, just go ahead and eat what you have. We are just here to take a look.”
Ms. Sun pointed to the two stools next to them and asked them to sit down.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Huazhong, then at Sun, and said, "What's going on with Fourth Uncle now?"
Mrs. Sun then glanced at Yang Huazhong and saw that Yang Huazhong was still drinking alone. Mrs. Sun sighed softly and said, "Hey, your fourth uncle really suffered a lot this time. There is such a big hole on his forehead. There was a lot of blood. I came back from Uncle Fu's house earlier. Your father brought him to our house to rest."
"I cleaned up a guest room. Originally, I wanted your fourth uncle to recover from his injury here. Maybe the wound was too painful, and your fourth uncle couldn't sleep either. , also said he felt dizzy, felt like vomiting from time to time, and wanted to go back to his old home by himself He said he was afraid of dirtying our guest room. "
"Your father went to your aunt's house to get some pork liver. Originally, I planned to get some pork liver for your fourth uncle at night. The soup is here to replenish your body, but your fourth uncle can’t eat anything, so there’s nothing you can do. Dad had no choice but to send him back home first."
"As soon as we arrived at the old house, your grandma came to your father and told him to sue you and Tang Yazi..."
< br>After Mrs. Sun finished speaking, she glanced at Yang Huazhong secretly, and then lowered her eyes. He said nothing again.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other. Luo Fengtang puffed up his chest and said to Yang Huazhong: "Father-in-law, it was my idea to go to the old house. I think it is necessary to have a good talk with grandma and get something to fight with. People are wrong, especially sharp tools like scissors. Even in the military camp, the general has certain rules and regulations for corporal punishment of the soldiers who make mistakes."
"If you blame me, please blame me. It has nothing to do with Qing'er!"
Yang Ruoqing frowned and said to Yang Huazhong: "Dad, I kicked down the door in the east room, and I confiscated the scissors from my breast. I don't think I did anything wrong, because I originally had the intention of having a good talk with them, but they didn't even think about it. There is no way to communicate.”
“I have no choice but to do so. Fight violence with violence. They are the elders of the elders. Of course I can’t touch them, but I can confiscate the sharp weapons so that I can’t hurt others! Even if you blame me, dad, I will still insist on doing this!”
< br>Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, a little speechless.
Others are vying for credit and rushing to shirk responsibility. When it happened at home, he and his wife were competing to take the blame!
Neither of them spoke, but looked at Yang Huazhong together.
Sun looked at the three men a little worriedly, not daring to say anything.
After a moment of silence, Yang Huazhong put down the wine cup in his hand and his eyes fell on Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.
There was no anger in the man's eyes, only relief.
"You two, you did the right thing. It's time for your grandparents to let them suffer a little and restrain their temper." Yang Huazhong said.
These words were like a beam of light shining directly from the top of their heads. Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
As long as dad doesn’t blame me, that’s fine...
Yang Huazhong’s voice then sounded: “I should have been the one to receive the scissors today. Your fourth uncle will take the blame for this. I can't bear it."
"I feel uncomfortable in my heart, as if there are a lot of stones weighing on me. It's dull and dull."
Yang Huazhong said, grabbed the wine bottle again, shook it, and looked around for other wine bottles.
Unable to bear it any longer, Mrs. Sun raised her hand to press the wine bottle in his hand, and said worriedly: "Dad Qing'er, you can't drink anymore, drinking is harmful to your health."
< br>Yang Huazhong gave Sun a wry smile. Sometimes, when he feels so depressed, drinking some wine seems to make him feel better. Yang Ruoqing also stood up and walked over. She directly took the wine flask from Yang Huazhong's hand and pushed a bowl of rice in front of him.
"Dad, drinking alcohol will not only harm your body, but it will not do anything to solve problems or relieve depression," she said.
"Listen to my mother and I's advice, stop drinking, eat a few mouthfuls of food, and when you are full and strong, let's talk properly. In this world, as long as a person is alive, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome."< br>
"What's more, you, me, and we are not at fault for this series of things. It is my grandparents who are at fault for their infinite connivance and cover for my eldest cousin."
"It is Li Xiuxin and her daughter who are at fault. They are greedy, selfish and scheming."
"We are not wrong. We don't need to be ashamed. We live openly and aboveboard. We have a reason wherever we put it!"
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Perhaps Yang Ruoqing's words hit somewhere in Yang Huazhong's heart, and Yang Huazhong's tense face finally showed some relief.
He lowered his head and nodded a few times.
"Dad, if you are unhappy or confused, just say it and don't keep it in your stomach." Yang Ruoqing continued.
Ms. Sun also quickly said softly: "Yes, there are no outsiders here. The children and I are also really worried about you. Even Feng'er asked quietly during the meal. I asked my grandpa several times and asked him what was wrong and if someone was bullying him. Grandpa, why aren’t you happy?”
“Dad Qing’er, just tell me what pains you have in your heart, we are all your relatives, family members, don’t let us worry!”
Yang Ruoqing gave Sun an appreciative look.
My mother's strength, God's assistance, these words are good, the spring breeze turns into rain, and a hundred steelmaking can turn into softness around the fingers.
Men, on the other hand, are naturally different from women. When women have any grievances, they like to talk to others and shed tears. They vent through these channels and empty the body of negative energy, which is also called detoxification.
Men don’t shed tears easily because they feel miserable, so they should occasionally create opportunities for them to vent, which is good for their health.
Hearing the comfort from his wife and daughter, Yang Huazhong felt much more comfortable.
He raised his head and said with a wry smile: "I have been thinking about a question since I saw the blood on the fourth child's wound."
"Am I, Yang Laosan, their biological child? Could I have been picked up from outside? Otherwise, why have they never taken care of me in my memory since I was a child?"< br>
The three people at the table looked at each other in confusion regarding this lingering question raised by Yang Huazhong.
Generally, questions such as questioning whether one is a picked-up child are only asked by children under the age of eight.
I didn’t expect that Yang Huazhong, a middle-aged man of forty-six or seventeen years old, would ask such a question one day. It’s really a bit...
But in the hearts of Sun and Yang Ruoqing, While I was shocked and even wanted to laugh, I felt even more distressed!
"Dad Qing'er, you are naturally the biological child of your parents. Your body and facial features are exactly the same as your father's. This is definitely true," said Sun.
Yang Huazhong raised his head and looked at Sun. The eyes of a man in his forties were as innocent and confused as a child.
He asked Sun: "Then why do my parents not care about me so much? Especially my mother, she has always had a cold face and never smiled at me as long as I can remember?"
(End of this chapter)