Chapter 7942 It’s too late
Changping Village.
Since the firecrackers were sent by Heitang, it was a little bit of Heitang's kindness, and Yang Huazhong accepted it.
Old Yangtou had no objection to this, and he even shrewdly told Yang Huazhong: "Heitang wants you to take more care of his family's business in the future!"
Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "That must be what it means."
Yang Yongqing didn't know what he thought of and suddenly laughed.
"Why are you laughing? Did we say something wrong?" Old Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Yongqing.
Yang Yongqing happened to be looking at Old Yangtou. Seeing the old man like this, he couldn't help but smile wider.
“Sir, you don’t know. Last time, the Black Brother and Sister Heifeng thought you were dead, so they went to the town and brought back two carts of firecracker paper, planning to make a lot of money!”
"What? What did you say?"
"Young boy, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Huazhong quickly scolded Yang Yongqing, but it was already too late.
Lao Yang raised his hand towards Yang Huazhong and made a gesture to silence him, and then asked Yang Yongqing: "Repeat what you said before, what's going on!"
Yang Yongqing tried hard to hold back his laughter and told Lao Yangtou exactly what happened last time.
At that time, Old Yangtou was still living in the small house at the entrance of the village, and he had been fighting and arguing with people like Old Yang's family about Yunya.
I was sick later and refused to eat. When the villagers saw the descendants of the old Yang family rushing to the house over there, some people liked to make clever guesses.
And these speculations happened to be heard by some gossips, so they spread them everywhere.
When word reached the brother and sister Brown Tang and Heifeng who ran a grocery store, it turned out that Lao Yangtou had just passed away and Lao Yang’s family needed a large number of joss paper and firecrackers.
Given the influence of Lao Yang’s family in Changping Village, 90% of the villagers must have bought joss paper and firecrackers to pay their respects.
The brothers Heitang and Heifeng thought this was a business opportunity, so they quickly closed the door of the grocery store and went to the town to wholesale two cartloads of joss paper and firecrackers.
As a result, when I arrived in the village, I discovered that Old Yangtou was not dead at all, it was just a routine trouble.
The brother and sister had to return the items to the town. Because they were damaged on the way back and forth, the boss there refused to refund or return the items, and they got into a stalemate and almost got into a fight.
"...In the end, the third uncle was passing by and happened to bump into him. He helped to persuade them, and finally made both sides give in and get out of the siege." Yang Yongqing added at the end.
Lao Yangtou heard that his hair was boiling, and he scolded Yang Huazhong angrily: "Why do you like to be a good person so much? They are cursing your father and me to death, and you still run to help others. Rescue? ”
“We shouldn’t have helped those dog brothers and sisters out of trouble, we should have let them lose money, that’s right!”
Yang Huazhong sat on the bed and laughed with him. Only when Lao Yang’s hair was out of anger did he feel calm. explanation.
"Dad, I didn't know about it at the time. I went to the town to do other things, and I happened to bump into him while passing by."
"At that time, I thought we were from the same village, and we couldn't see them in the shop with each other. Are the bosses and guys fighting?”
“I didn’t know until the siege was over. Why did I stock up on so much stuff? I was so angry that I scolded them."
Lao Yangtou leaned forward slightly and asked with his eyes wide open: "Are you really scolding them?"
Yang Huazhong nodded seriously, "My son dare not tell lies."
Regarding this point, Old Yangtou still believed in Yang Huazhong. When he heard him scolding Heifeng, he was also a way of defending himself as his own father, and the old man's anger dissipated a little.
"Hmph, they want to make a fortune, but I have a long life, old man. I should make them angry!"
"Yes, Dad, you will live a long life."
< br>"Master, you live to be a hundred years old. You will shed your skin in this world, just like that snake." Yang Yongqing also hurriedly followed like a dog's tail. Old Yang laughed angrily and pointed at Yang Yongqing: "You even slapped me on the horse's legs when you flatter me. Go, go, do whatever you have to do, and stop being an eyesore to me."
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After such a delay, Yang Huazhong was a little anxious. He pointed at the firecrackers and told Yang Yongqing: "Hurry up and send the firecrackers to the mountains. If you are late, it will be too late."
"Okay!" Yang Yongqing is strong. Zhuang, come over and pick up the firecrackers and stride away.
Before leaving, he did not forget to shout: "Uncle San, I will come to your house for dinner at noon!"
Yang Huazhong smiled, "Okay, you help Uncle San run errands, and I will let you three at noon." Auntie will cut the pig's trotters for you!"
"Okay!" Yang Yongqing ran away.
Old Yangtou was angry and helpless, "Third brother, you are too spoiled to him. As a nephew, you run errands for your uncle and you still have to eat? What are you talking about!"
Yang Huazhong's eyes were sincere, " Dad, you can’t say that, it’s very tiring to travel to the mountains to settle accounts with your own brothers.”
"Besides, even if he doesn't help me run errands and wants to come to my third uncle's house for a meal, we can still afford it. You must know that his father and I are brothers!"
Yang Huazhong's last words, The words immediately reached the heart of Old Yangtou, and the old man's eyes softened.
He let out a long sigh and nodded lightly with relief, "It is right for our old Yang family to leave it to you to take charge now."
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After Yang Yongqing finished running errands, he went directly to Yang Huazhong's house to wait for lunch.
At this time, in the backyard kitchen, Mrs. Sun was busy cooking. Fish heads were frying in the pot. On the small stove nearby, pig's trotters and soybeans were simmering in a clay pot. Cheerful bubbles.
Sun took time out of her busy schedule to open the lid of the earthenware jar, put a long-handled wooden spoon into the earthenware jar and stirred it gently.
The pig's trotter soup is as white and attractive as milk, the soybeans have signs of stringiness, and the aroma is fragrant.
Mrs. Sun nodded with satisfaction, put the lid back on, and sealed the fire in the stove, leaving a faint spark to slowly keep it warm.
Yang Yongqing was so attracted by the strange fragrance that he didn't bother to reply to Yang Huazhong and ran straight into the kitchen.
"Third Aunt, it smells so good!"
"Does it smell good? You can eat a few more pieces when it is served to the table. It is stewed specially for you." said Sun with a smile.
Yang Yongqing nodded repeatedly, "Third Aunt, can I try a piece first? I can't help it!"
Sun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"But I haven't put in the salt yet. I'll put it on the heat before serving it to the table. If you're not afraid of blandness..."
"Forget it, I'll serve it later. Eat again. "
Adhering to the rule of 'Thieves don't leave empty-handed', Yang Yongqing looked around and found that two bowls of vegetables had been taken out of the pot, so he picked up a piece of each dish and threw it into his mouth.
"Oh, there are chopsticks on the side, don't use your hands..." Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry.
Yang Yongqing licked his oil-stained fingers and said to Sun with a satisfied face: "Only what you hold with your hands has a soul. Third aunt, please do your work first. I'll go find third uncle!"
said After that, he ran away in a flash.
Sun came over and fiddled with the arrangement of the two bowls of vegetables with her chopsticks. Thinking of Yang Yongqing's words, she still found it amusing.
How can you eat a dish and still get your soul out of it? These children, each one talks more amusingly than the other.
(End of this chapter)