Chapter 7800: Taking off the Prime Minister
Changping Village.
Jiang Xianjun stayed at Lao Jiangtou's place for three days. During these three days, he never left the front door or took a step forward.
Except for the day when Sun sent something over, Lao Yangtou let Yu Xingkui push him and visited Lao Jiangtou twice in person.
According to what Lao Yangtou said after he came back: "This Jiang Xianjun, after staying in prison for a while, he became so thin that he lost his appearance."
"Before, I thought this boy was pretty good-looking. His red lips, white teeth, and good skin were better than those of three generations of the Jiang family."
"Looking at me now, it's really not enough. He looks like he has aged several years. He doesn’t look like a young man of eighteen or nineteen.”
Yang Huazhong also sighed: "A place like a prison is definitely not meant for people. When I was imprisoned, I only stayed for two or three days and I couldn't bear it anymore."
There are some things that Yang Huazhong never mentioned to his wife and children. Although he was released from prison in time, those days in prison had left a shadow on his heart.
For a long time, he dreamed about things in the prison every night.
Growing up, I heard the elders in the village mention what hell is like, with tongues pulled out, mountains of knives, and seas of fire.
In prison, he witnessed the torture of some serious criminals and extremely vicious prisoners...
He thought, maybe hell is like that, right?
It is always dark there, and in broad daylight the pine oil torches on the stone walls are used to illuminate the place.
Even if the sun is scorching outside, it is always dark and damp inside, with the smell of blood and mold everywhere. There is always dripping water seeping from unknown corners, forming puddles of water on the ground.
"Everyone who gets there will lose most of his life. If he can come out with his limbs intact, he is lucky."
Old Yangtou's voice awakened Yang Huazhong from those bad memories.
He came back to his senses and met the concerned gaze of Old Yangtou. He heard the old man continue to say: "There are ups and downs in life. Misfortunes and blessings have been together since ancient times. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. , look at how good you are now! "
Yang Huazhong fully agrees with this point.
He would be happy if his misfortune were exchanged for a smooth journey for his children.
"Dad, when you went to see Jiang Xianjun, apart from being thin, was he okay in other aspects?" Yang Huazhong asked again.
Even for the sake of Jiang Er, who is under the Nine Springs, he still wants to care about Jiang Xianjun.
Lao Yangtou shook his head, "Yan'er, you said hello to me and went back to the house to lie down. I heard from his father that he has been sleeping with his head covered for the past three days. With him, He talks less. "
"Huh? Is that so?" Yang Huazhong was startled. Thinking about it, who could not feel depressed for a while after such a big change happened in the family?
Unless that person is heartless.
But no matter how heartless a person is, there are always one or two people in this world that he cares about. People don’t just pop out of the cracks in the rocks. Even the most vicious people will still have a little bit of conscience and kindness to treat someone. Relatives around you.
"Give him some time. He should get better as time goes by." Old Yangtou sighed and added.
"Humans, they always have to survive. They have to live their lives and look forward." The old man added.
He has experienced the loss of his mother at a young age and the loss of his son in his later years.
"In those years when your eldest brother and second brother left one after another, I was living a different life. I really wished I could go with them."
Old Yangtou lit the dry tobacco stick in his hand, took a puff, blew out the smoke ring and said calmly.
"But I can't let go of this big family, so I bite the bullet and keep living. Who doesn't die? Sooner or later we will meet one day." "That's it, day by day, year by year. , as time goes by, that feeling fades away. I feel a little sad, and I only feel sad when I think about it.”
Yang Huazhong looked at the old man’s sallow and thin face hidden behind the smoke, and he was obviously speaking so calmly, but Yang Huazhong was speaking so calmly. My eyes turned red when I heard that.
The brothers have grown up together. Even when their teeth and tongues are bumping into each other, if there is any conflict between brothers in a family, it is just a matter of talking about it.
It is fate that we can be father and son and brothers in this life.
Yes in this life, but maybe not in the next life. Whether there will be a next life is another matter.
"Dad, the eldest brother and the second brother are gone, but you still have us. We will accompany you until you grow up." Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.
Old Yang nodded.
"Generally speaking, you are all quite filial. Except for one or two things that do not satisfy me, there is basically nothing wrong with you." The old man added.
Yang Huazhong frowned, "Dad, except for Yun Ya's matter, we can't agree until death. If we agree, we will be sorry to the mother who gave birth to us!"
"As for other things, even if you want to go to heaven, we brothers They will all think of ways to build a ladder for you!”
Old Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, whether it was relief or helplessness.
In the end, it turned into a dull 'um', and both father and son fell into silence.
After a while, Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Sun returned home together. As Mrs. Liu entered the house, the chirping voice instantly broke the silence in the room.
"Dad, third brother, you are all here. I was about to come over to tell you that I have found a good girl for Yongqing!"
The news brought by Liu suddenly seemed like a A stone is thrown into a calm pond, causing excited ripples.
Old Yangtou immediately put out the fireworks in his hand, raised his head and asked Ms. Liu: "Which village are you from? How many people are in the family? What kind of people are they? How old is the girl herself? What is her character? "Do you look good?"
Yang Huazhong also put away his thoughts and focused on his nephew's marriage. Although he didn't ask, he kept his ears open and his eyes unblinking.
Ms. Sun asked Mrs. Liu to sit down before talking, but Ms. Liu did not sit down. She stood on the open space in front of the table, as if standing could tell her story better.
"The girl this time is from Zhengjiacun, her name is Zheng Xiuzhi."
"Zheng Xiuzhi? Hmm..." Old Yangtou squinted his eyes and savored the name carefully, "Zhi from Zhilan Yushu, Xiu Nai Xiu , this girl It’s hard to choose a name, unlike that Liu E, who sounds like a troublemaker!”
Both Mr. Liu and Mr. Sun only know a few words, and they are both men from their own family. I learned it from my children.
Both women were a little confused by what Old Yangtou said.
But Yang Huazhong was educated at that time, and he knew a thing or two about the allusions of some words.
"Dad, Liu E's E is not a moth from Yao Mozi, she is Empress E and Nv Ying..."
"Just her? Or E Huang Nv Ying? It's more like a big white goose quacking!"
Yang Huazhong's explanation was angrily interrupted by Lao Yangtou, who further misinterpreted it.
Yang Huazhong touched his nose and saw that Old Yang Tou was deliberately belittling Liu E, so there was no need for him to correct him. The old man had studied as much as he did.
Yang Huazhong didn’t want to get entangled in Liu E’s name, so he changed the subject and asked Ms. Liu: “Who is Zheng Xiuzhi’s father? Let’s see if I recognize him.”
(End of this chapter)