Chapter 5252 There is no such father
“Okay, I won’t say anything anymore, you are Li Zheng, whatever you say and do is reasonable.”
Old Yangtou muttered, pushing the wheelchair Go to the door.
Yang Huazhong was hurt again by these words, "Dad, whose family are you an old man from? Which side are you on?"
Behind him, Yang Huazhong asked word by word. .
"You don't feel sorry at all for Mianmian being bullied by Zhang Xiangzi, and you don't care at all for me, an upright errand, and you still say such things,
If those unimportant people in the village say such things, I Don’t take it seriously, but it’s really uncomfortable when it comes out of your mouth!”
The wheelchair stopped. After a moment of silence, Lao Yang said without looking back: "I'm just a lame old man. What does it matter where I stand? When we get old, everything matters. Not anymore..."
After that, the old man shook his head and pushed the wheelchair creaking away.
Yang Huazhong froze in place, looking at the old man's leaving back, the blood on his face fading little by little.
There was a sudden pain in his heart, and the world in front of him was spinning. The man's tall body fell to the ground, like a majestic mountain peak falling to the ground.
Sun just happened to come out of the main room and saw this scene and screamed in shock.
The woman rushed forward, but her strength was not enough to lift him up. Xiaohua was looking after the child in the backyard and hurried over after hearing the news.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law helped Yang Huazhong into the house with all their strength, let him lie on the rocking chair, pinched the person, poured sugar water, and invited Uncle Fu. After a while of fussing, Yang Huazhong finally calmed down. wake up.
In front of them were Sun and Xiaohua, whose eyes were red from crying. Da Sun and Bao Suyun were also there.
Blacksmith Luo and Xiao Jie's father were asking Uncle Fu about the situation in detail. In addition to the sobbing of the women, Yang Huazhong also heard Uncle Fu's lowered voice.
"...The third child is impatient, hard-tempered, and can't stand stimulation, especially the head is a fragile thing, and his blood is surging..."
For the next words, Uncle Fu didn't Let me say more, because when Xiaohua saw Yang Huazhong woke up, she shouted "Dad" in surprise.
Everyone gathered around the rocking chair. Uncle Fu said to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, you are already sick, why are you so anxious to get angry? The blood is rushing to your brain. It's easy to die suddenly. You must be calm in the future and never do this again!"
Because he has been an old acquaintance with Yang Huazhong for a lifetime, Uncle Fu didn't mince words and warned him directly.
Yang Huazhong was ashamed and nodded.
Previously, he was angry because of the old man's words. It seems that he will have to stay away from him from now on, otherwise his life will be in danger.
Uncle Fu left, and the others left one after another after greeting Yang Huazhong. Xiaohua went to the backyard to make medicine, and only Sun was left with Yang Huazhong.
Sun was still frightened and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
"Dad Qing'er, if something happens to you, how do you want me to deal with it? How do you want this family to deal with it? Woohoo..." The woman covered her mouth and sobbed.
Yang Huazhong reached out and held Sun's hand tightly and put it on his chest. His voice was weak: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine. Nothing will happen to me."
" But you...really scared me to death." Sun said.
She stretched out her other hand and held Yang Huazhong's hand tightly with both hands. "Lao San, you promise me that you will never care about what our father says in the future. You should ignore it. Don't listen. Listen." Don’t take it personally when you arrive,
If you take it seriously, if you get angry again, our family will lose its backbone."
Yang Huazhong's eyes were red and he nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, in my heart, he is no longer there. It’s my dad.”
...
The funeral of the old Zhang family is in full swing. It is said that Huang has been in a coma, has a high fever, talks nonsense, and cannot participate in the funeral at all. Because Zhang Xiangzi was not married, at Zhang Lezi's strong insistence, Zhang Daxiang's eldest son was adopted into the name of his brother-in-law Zhang Xiangzi. At the funeral, Zhang Xiangzi wore sackcloth and mourned for Zhang Xiangzi, threw pots and held banners to summon souls...< br>
Yang Huazhong asked Sun to buy some incense and candles and other things to burn longevity incense at Lao Zhang's house. He himself could not come to the scene in person because he fell ill and lay in bed taking medicine every day. Take a rest and the world will spin.
“I haven’t been sick like this for many years...”
Before going to bed at night, Yang Huazhong sat on the bed, and Mrs. Sun sat beside the bed to feed him medicine.
Feng'er was also sitting at the end of the bed, holding a piece of snack in his hand to eat, blinking at grandpa with his big eyes.
On the side, Xiaohua is also holding a Fuwa in her arms.
Yang Huazhong continued: "The last time I lay in bed like this and let you serve me was the time when I broke my leg more than ten years ago, right?"
Sun Shi glanced sideways and thought for a moment, Nodding lightly: "Yes, Qing'er fell into the pond and became seriously ill. You went to the town to get her some medicine, but when you came back, the car and you were overturned under the river dam."
Thinking of that experience, Sun still had palpitations.
Yang Huazhong looked at Sun with shame, "It's my fault for letting you follow me and be afraid..."
Sun came back to his senses, smiled gently at him, and shook his head shake head : "Marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. There will never be smooth sailing in this life. We are the best if we get here by bumps and bumps."
Yang Huazhong nodded and looked at Feng'er and Fuwa again. .
Grandchildren are what makes him most gratified.
Especially this little granddaughter, who has been raised to be fat and fat, and looks very strange. The name is good, Fuwa.
Seeing Yang Huazhong looking towards Fuwa, Xiaohua hugged Fuwa closer so that Yang Huazhong could have a better look.
Yang Huazhong teased Fuwa twice, then waved his hand, "I am a good man. You should keep your children away from each other these days. After the illness is over, it will not get better."
Mrs. Sun also thought it was reasonable and treated Xiao Hanamichi: "Your father's concerns are reasonable. We have a patient now. It will be even worse if something happens to the children again."
"Hua'er, please take care of the children." Take it back.”
Xiaohua nodded and left with the two children.
Only Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun were left in the room. Yang Huazhong said to Mr. Sun: "When I was recuperating these past two days, I was thinking about one thing."
"What's going on?" asked Sun.
“It’s about Yongxian’s money bag.” Yang Huazhong said.
Sun frowned slightly.
Yang Huazhong continued: "I always feel that it is impossible for this money bag to appear on Zhang Xiangzi for no reason. The direct cause of Zhang Xiangzi's death is obvious to everyone. He was killed by a wild beast.
But here, I always feel that besides Huang smashed the lock, and there were other people involved."
"If there are other people in the village who are related to the old Zhang family. Recently, or relatives of the old Zhang family secretly gave Zhang Xiangzi money to escape. This is not surprising, everyone has selfish motives.
But this money bag happened to belong to our old Yang family, so I had to. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, who in the Yang family is the one with his elbow turned outward?”
(End of this chapter)