Chapter 6723 Can’t agree
“Master, although you are my father, I can’t agree with what you said.”
Yang Yongxian frowned and said seriously.
"Whether it's Zhen'er, Xiu'er, or the son who was stillborn in Li Xiuxin's womb, the three of them are my flesh and blood, and I know that their family ties will not be replaced by how many children they have. "
"Although Zhen'er has not been with me since she was born, many times when I am free, I can't help but think of him. When I go out to do business and see other people’s children of the same age, I can’t help but think of them. I buy toys, food and other things for them. I always buy the best and most expensive ones. I have never been stingy, especially when I came back this time. , seeing him walking so steadily and playing so happily with the little monkey toy, I felt an indescribable satisfaction. "
Old Yangtou looked at Yang Yongxian with a gloomy face and did not interrupt his narration.
When Yang Yongxian stopped talking, Old Yangtou finally spoke.
"I understand what you are talking about. I have been here before. Your family affection, which is thicker than water, cannot be erased no matter how far you go, just like I am to..."< br>
“It’s like my father versus his third uncle and his fourth uncle. Uncle, they? "
"Shit, they are just balls? The ten fingers are stretched out and the back of the hand is full of flesh, but can the flesh on the back of the hand be compared with the flesh on the palm? Yang Tou asked Yang Yongxian with a dark face.
Yang Yongxian was left speechless by the question. He raised his hand and looked at it. Sure enough, the thin layer of skin on the back of his hand could see the cyan beating blood vessels under the skin.
But the palm of the hand is different. It is thick and full of flesh.
“I have so many children in my life, and the only one who really makes me feel that way is your father, followed by your Aunt Meier. It’s a pity that your father died young and left me with my gray hair. Black-haired man, as for your aunt, she comes from a womanly family after all. After getting married and having children, her heart and people are all Laowang. The father-daughter relationship between me is getting weaker and weaker day by day. "
Old Yang shook his head and sighed, with gray hair and a sad stubble. , just like the straw that someone piled up and danced on the stack of straw not far away, withered and messy, lonely and desolate.
Yang Yongxian couldn't help but feel some empathy, and felt a little sad in his heart.
"Master, don't be sad. You still have your eldest grandson here. I will take care of you until you grow old and fulfill your filial piety for my father!" Yang Yongxian clenched his fists and said solemnly.
Old Yang raised his head, his eyes finally filled with relief.
“Okay, okay, with your words, my love for you will not be in vain.”
“Hey, luckily I still love you, otherwise I would be really alone, my grandma ... Most likely, he no longer cares about my eldest grandson." Yang Yongxian sighed lonely and looked into the distance, feeling a little melancholy.
Lao Yangtou patted his arm and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be sad. I'm not the only one who loves you. Your little grandma also loves you. She is the most virtuous."
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Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "Pull her down, a little grandma who has become a monk halfway has a bad reputation. Why should she love me? Even if she is nice to me, she is doing it for you to see. After all, she is just after our money. I don’t care about her. The main thing is that you care about her. I don’t want to interfere. I just want you to be happy. "
Old Yangtou doesn’t like to hear this.
But he doesn’t want to argue with Yang Yongxian. He knows that Yang Yongxian has a strange problem now. He speaks directly. If you argue with him, he will stick to his opinions all the way to the end. He will not turn around or follow your lead. I mean to change his statement and make people angry to death.
"Go back first, it's freezing here." Old Yangtou ordered.
Yang Yongxian asked: "Master, should we go back to the house at the entrance of the village, or go to the little grandpa's house?"
Old Yangtou said: "Of course we go back to the house at the entrance of the village. I don't worry about Yunya. I have to go and see her. She is still locked in the woodshed in this cold weather. She has suffered a lot because of me..."
Yang Yongxian thought for a moment, but stopped Old Yangtou's proposal.
"Master, I thought about it, and I really can't go back now. I'll take you to my grandpa's house to stay." "Why? I'm worried about Yunya..."
"Master, a little impatience will ruin a big plan. If you go back to visit her now, everything we did last night will be in vain."
Old Yang's gray brows knitted together, "And the banquet tickets I bought for ten taels of silver have to be wasted..."
"That's right, so Master, please bear with me any longer." , when the patience is over, you can do whatever you want. If you can't bear it, you will fail. "
Lao Yangtou gritted his teeth, "Okay, I will listen to you, I will be more cruel, and at worst, I will make up for Yunya properly later."
After the grandfather and grandson added up, they felt that their future was bright. With the light, even the anger that was driven out from Tan's place was somewhat dissipated.
Yang Yongxian pushed Old Yangtou towards Little Old Yangtou’s house at the south end of the village. Behind the wall where they had been, a woman stood up straight and stuck her head out towards them. Looking in the far direction, his eyes were full of doubts.
"Mom, why are you standing here? I went to the kitchen to look for you but didn't find you."
A young man's voice came from behind. The woman was startled and turned towards the young man. A shushing gesture.
"Xianjun, please lower your voice, I was just listening to the corner!"
Jiang Xianjun was stunned for a moment and looked around. There was no pedestrian outside the half-man-high wall.
“Don’t look, he’s gone.” Xian Junniang came over from the corner.
Her chicken coop was built next to the corner of the wall. It was about to be lunch. She went to touch the eggs and thought about making scrambled eggs for lunch. As soon as she squatted down, she heard someone talking outside the wall.
She didn't pay attention at first, but as she listened, she realized that something was wrong with the conversation. She suppressed her pounding heart and squatted there to listen to the whole story. She seemed to have heard some secret things. This excited her.
"Xianjun, you take the eggs to the kitchen, and I'll go to your Aunt Zhang's house."
Xianjun's mother put the three eggs in Jiang Xianjun's hand and turned around Go to the courtyard door.
“Mom, it’s almost time to cook. Why are you going to Aunt Zhang’s house?”
"The salt is gone. Let's borrow two pieces."
"That's not right. I went to Wa City to weigh it just the day before yesterday, and there's still half a catty left."
"I kept the ones at home for the New Year..." "
The last ending When she came, Xianjun's mother had already left the courtyard gate, and she turned around the wall and disappeared. Jiang Xianjun had no idea, so he sent the eggs to the kitchen. The Chinese medicine was boiled on the small stove, and Jiang Xianjun took a small bowl to put it in. Half a bowl of Chinese medicine was brought to the east room.
“I heard you talking to your mother earlier. Well, where has she gone?” Jiang Er asked, leaning on the bed.
Having not been able to see the sun for a long time, Jiang Er's face looked sickly pale, and he was weak when he spoke.
“Mother went to Aunt Zhang’s house to borrow some salt.”
(End of this chapter)