Chapter 6062 Dead


Chapter 6062 Dead

"Ever since Master Sanwu died, Yongxian has no expert to guide him, but his business is still booming? This is also strange. Could it be that he is here? Are you really talented in business?"

Yang Huazhong murmured to himself, not only confused but also worried.

If one Master of Three Nos dies, there may be more Masters of Three Nos. As long as you are willing to spend money to find them, you can join in the same trend.

It was approaching noon, and Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongping both went home.

From beginning to end, everyone had a tacit understanding not to talk about Old Yangtou anymore, and it seemed that they no longer cared about whether the old man could come back.

But as the son of old Yangtou, whether it is the honest and steady Yang Huazhong, or the cheerful and arrogant Yang Huaming, he feels uncomfortable in his heart, but he just doesn't want to show it.

I am so disappointed and numb.

The two brothers continued to drink tea in the main room and discussed burning incense in the afternoon. The women should also prepare to cook.

Ms. Liu stood up and stretched, "Third sister-in-law, I drank too much tea and held back my urine. I will come and help you cook when I go to the hut first."
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Mrs. Sun smiled slightly: "It's okay, you go to your hut first."

"Hey, that's not possible, I have to help you, you must wait for me, I can go to the latrine very quickly. ”

Ms. Liu ran towards the backyard with a roar, her hands already on her waist.

Across the table, Yang Huaming’s head was covered with black lines.

“Even if this woman makes some money and dresses better than before, nothing has changed.”

I have the nerve to say it in front of everyone even though I have been holding myself in for peeing. Hey, it’s so embarrassing!

Sun turned to Yang Huaming and said: "It doesn't matter. People have three urgent needs. Who wouldn't go to the latrine?" Yang Ruoqing also teased him: "Fourth uncle, if my fourth aunt really becomes A well-behaved, dignified and graceful lady, do you still want to live in the same room and eat at the same table with her? ”



Yang Huaming shook his head without even thinking about it, "Then it's not her, it definitely can't be!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "That's right, so I'm still like this, no matter what I say. Fourth Aunt and Fourth Uncle, you get along well. Sometimes bickering together actually shows that your relationship as a couple is better than before.”

Yang Huaming deliberately shuddered and touched his arm, "Qing'er, fourth uncle is timid, don't scare me."

Yang Huazhong took the lead and laughed loudly, and Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other. All laughed.

With this smile, the depressing atmosphere caused by Old Yang, Yang Yongbai and the others instantly dissipated, and everyone went their own way.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard. Instead of rushing to the kitchen, they took the key and opened the door to Daan and Xiaohua's house.

In the house, everything remains as it was when Xiaohua and the others were at home. Fuwa's cradle is placed beside the bed, and the bedding in the cradle is covered.

This small bedding was put on again by Mrs. Sun after it was disassembled, washed and dried. Every once in a while, Mrs. Sun would ask Yang Huazhong to take the cradle and the quilt to the yard to dry.

The Sun family also kept Feng'er's toy puppets well. When she was worried about her grandchildren, the old couple would come to the house and stand for a while, looking at this and touching that. Yang Huazhong read the letter home from Da'an to Sun several times. The old couple sat together and talked about their grandchildren in the capital, laughing and secretly wiping the moisture from the corners of their eyes after laughing.

Now, Sun and Yang Ruoqing came into this room together, not to reminisce, but to do something special.

This matter is related to Fuwa!

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(End of this chapter)

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