Chapter 6787 Enemies
The words "brotherly love" are really tailor-made for little old Yangtou. There is really no one in the world who is as willing to work and complain to his old brother as he is.
No, after I rested for a while at home, I heard that my old brother had fallen ill. Little Lao Yang came over immediately without finishing his bowl of tea.
"...Uncle, this is probably the situation."
In the main room, Yang Huazhong told the truth to little old Yangtou, including Uncle Fu's diagnosis.
Little old Yang shook his head and sighed: "Enemies, I'm afraid he owed that woman in his previous life."
Yang Huazhong's smile was a little ironic.
The woman who gave birth to children for the old man and lived a life of ups and downs was his mother.
My mother is still kept in the dark, but the old man is half-dead for another woman. Isn't this ironic?
"It's not him who owes Yunya, it's my mother who owes him." Yang Huazhong said angrily.
Little old Yang patted Yang Huazhong on the shoulder to express comfort.
“Why are you the only one in this room? Where are the others?”
“I asked them all to go back.”
“Then what are you going to do next? "
"Uncle, I was just about to discuss this matter with you. This is what I thought..."
Yang Huazhong told little old Yangtou about the plan that had been passed within the old Yang family and asked for his opinion.
Little old Yangtou is an old man. After hearing this plan, how could he not understand that his nephews really have no choice and cannot compromise, so they enshrine Old Yangtou like this.
There is no shortage of food, clothing or anything else, and we will fulfill our obligations as descendants.
As for the old man's spiritual needs, they are not satisfied. If he really dies of heart disease, then he can only...
"As of now, this can only be done, my uncle knows You have all tried your best, and this is undoubtedly the most appropriate method.”
Little old Yang raised his head and expressed his opinion to Yang Huazhong.
"Seventy years of life are rare in ancient times. It is rare for people within a hundred miles to live to my brother's age. Even if... you pass away, it will be a joy and mourning. Others will not praise you or criticize you."
This is the default.
Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief and was sincerely grateful to little old Yangtou for his understanding!
When it was over, I felt ashamed again.
It's a failure to be a human being. At home, you are the leader of the group, but in the village, you are the most upright person.
But when something happens, I can’t even come up with a foolproof strategy. All I can think of are last resorts.
"Third brother, don't be depressed. It's not your fault, it's your father who has trouble with himself."
Little old Yangtou is not only shrewd and considerate, He is also very understanding of other people's difficulties.
At this time, he patted Yang Huazhong on the shoulder to comfort him.
"So when it comes to serving your father, do you brothers take turns? Or should we hire someone more qualified?" He asked again.
Yang Huazhong thought for a moment: "Now that the old man is like this, I'd better try not to invite outsiders."
Little old Yangtou still understands this, and the family scandal should not be made public!
"There are still more than ten days to celebrate the New Year. After the New Year and before the Lantern Festival, we brothers will have free time, so we will take turns to serve my father."
"After the Lantern Festival, if I Dad is feeling better. I’ll invite Yu Xingkui back when the time comes.”
Yu Xingkui was one of the few insiders of the strange things that happened to Old Yangtou in Baie Town, including the appearance of Yun Yao.
It would be most appropriate to invite him over.
Little old Yangtou thought for a while, "Yu Xingkui is not bad. He served your father in the village before, and he is a very good person."
The matter was decided like this, Yang Huazhong stayed I am accompanying Lao Yangtou.
At noon, Mrs. Sun brought over meals for two people.
One share for Yang Huazhong and one share for Lao Yangtou.
"Uncle Fu said that my father should avoid spicy food and hot food when eating and drinking." Yang Huazhong said.
Ms. Sun smiled tenderly and gently opened the food box in her hand: "Don't worry, they are all light. Stewed pork ribs with radish, scrambled eggs with mushrooms, pork belly and Chinese cabbage with vermicelli."
< br>Every dish is a hard dish, suitable for eating with rice, and is also suitable for Lao Yangtou. This is very different from Sun's usual cooking style, and there is not even a diced chili to be found.
"The food is very good, my dear, you are considerate." Yang Huazhong looked at Mr. Sun deeply and said in a low voice.
He is not a capable son, but she is a good wife.
"You can eat it while it's hot, and I'll feed our father." Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Huazhong held her hand: "The way he looks, I'm afraid you can't do it alone, so let me do it."
Sun didn't insist, she really didn't have confidence in herself .
The couple came to Lao Yangtou's bed with hot meals. Sun talked to Lao Yangtou gently, and Yang Huazhong stood beside Sun with bowls and chopsticks and waited patiently.
Old Yangtou still maintained his dull look and did not give any response.
Sun turned her head and glanced at Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong frowned, "Just help him up and force-feed him!"
The two worked together to help the old man sit up, and Yang Huazhong supported him from behind, letting the old man lean on him.
Mrs. Sun leaned over and fed her with a spoonful of vegetables, a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of soup.
During this process, although Lao Yangtou did not respond, he did not resist.
The couple quietly exchanged glances, both secretly feeling lucky in their hearts.
However, just when Mrs. Sun was about to feed her the third mouthful of rice, the paralyzed old Yang's eyes suddenly twitched, and he raised his hand to knock down the spoon that Mr. Sun had sent.
The spoon flew out and broke into two pieces on the ground. The bowl in Sun's hand also fell to the ground and smashed to pieces, not to mention that the soup in the bowl splashed all over her legs.
Yang Huazhong, who had been suppressing his anger, couldn't help but explode.
He pushed Old Yangtou into the bed, and Old Yangtou's head hit the wooden shelf at the head of the bed with a crisp sound.
Yang Huazhong ignored her, got up and came to Sun to check her condition.
Sun's pants were wet and stained with oil, and they were still steaming to the touch.
"Are you burned?" Yang Huazhong asked urgently.
But Mrs. Sun pushed Yang Huazhong away, "Dad hit his head. Let's see what happens..."
Old Yang's head was pushed so that he lay sideways in the bed, facing inward and facing outward, motionless.
Yang Huazhong came to his senses and quickly climbed onto the bed and turned Old Yang's head over.
I instantly met a pair of red eyes.
The eyes are filled with hatred...
"Evil son, kill your father!"
Lao Yangtou, who had not spoken a complete sentence all morning, bit out these four words from the gap between his teeth.
These four words were woven into a huge hat with the word "unfilial" written on it, which weighed heavily on Yang Huazhong and Sun.
Ms. Sun immediately panicked, shaking her head hurriedly and explaining incoherently: "Dad, the third child didn't mean it..."
Old Yang raised his head and pointed at himself. With a red and swollen forehead, he said bitterly: "This... is irrefutable evidence!"
Sun's face turned pale.
The couple have been making steamed buns all their lives, and they are always friendly even with other children in the village.
'Unfilial'
'Patricide'
If they were convicted of this crime, it wouldn't be a big deal for them to be stabbed in the back in the village.
But the children who are fighting outside, those who are serving as officers, those who are practicing navy, those who are practicing navy, those who are practicing in the Ministry of War, those who are doing business...all have to be implicated!
(End of this chapter)