Chapter 8833 Lifting a Brick and Hitting Himself in the Foot
On the side, Mrs. Sun quickly grabbed the rag placed on the table stall and wiped the tea. At the same time, she looked at Xiao Hei in surprise, who was crying with tears and snot running down her nose: " Xiaohei, what's going on? ? Get up quickly and tell your third uncle slowly."
Xiao Hei didn't get up. He still knelt down in front of Yang Huazhong, hugged Yang Huazhong's legs, and cried out of breath. Angry, pitiful like a homeless child.
"Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you? A real man, stand up and speak!"
Yang Huazhong pushed the tea bowl to the middle of the table, put it away, and scolded Xiao Hei in a deep voice.
However, Xiao Hei was like a pile of mud, completely paralyzed at Yang Huazhong's feet.
Even if Yang Huazhong leaned down to help him, he couldn't help him up. His body seemed to weigh one thousand kilograms or ten thousand kilograms!
"Xiao Hei, stand up on your own. Third uncle can't help you anymore." Yang Huazhong could only give up in the end and smiled helplessly.
It seems that I am really old. When my nephew was a child, he, the third uncle, could grab his shoulders and lift his nephew directly above his head.
But now, I can’t even pull him. My nephew has grown up, and I am also old.
Yang Ruoqing happened to come over this evening.
"Dad, I was cleaning up the table and found a dry tobacco pole dropped on the ground. Can you tell which one it is? Eh? What is Xiaohei doing? Is he wishing your third uncle a happy New Year?"
Yang Ruoqing saw this lineup as soon as she came in, and couldn't help but feel happy.
Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly: "I don't know what's going on. I saw him like this when I first came here. Come and help pull him up. The ground is cold and cold."
Yang Ruoqing picked He raised his eyebrows, but said with a smile: "Oh, he is very polite. He thinks he didn't send you a New Year's greeting on the first day of the first lunar month, so just make him happy!"
Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly. Both father and daughter deliberately ignored Xiao Hei. Yang Huazhong took the dry tobacco pole handed over by Yang Ruoqing and recognized it at a glance.
“This is your Uncle He’s tobacco pole.” He said.
Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, "No wonder I find this pole strange!"
No matter if it belongs to Yang Huazhong, Old Yangtou, Blacksmith Luo, or Old Yang Ruoqing is familiar with Sun Tou.
Why?
Because she bought them all!
And they all bought their dry tobacco poles from the same store and the same series.
"Leave it here for now. Your Uncle He should be lying down. You can see it when he gets up early tomorrow." Yang Huazhong said again.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, and then her eyes fell on Xiao Hei again.
"What's wrong, Xiao Hei? Tell me about you. Who slapped you in the face?" she asked curiously.
Xiao Hei twitched and said: "My mother and my brother are one family, and they all treat me as an outsider." My face was swollen from their beatings, and I even got a nosebleed from them!”
Xiao Hei pointed at his face and tried to raise his head.
Ms. Sun picked up the candle on the table and came over.
Yang Huazhong held Xiao Hei's chin with both hands and squinted his eyes to look at it carefully.
Yang Ruoqing also stood aside, looking at it.
The first impression is that this guy is really strong, especially during the Chinese New Year, he has put on a lot of weight. Others only have a double chin when they bury their heads and remove the fat on their cheeks.
He is good. He has a double chin when he raises his head. His cheeks are so fat and thick, and the skin is full of fat. He should be very durable, right?
However, the boy's face was obviously swollen and red.
You can still vaguely see the clear red marks of the five fingers.
"Oh, this face is indeed red and swollen." Mrs. Sun whispered.
Yang Huazhong was looking at Xiao Hei's nostrils.
"This nostril..." As soon as he started to speak, Yang Ruoqing interrupted him.
"The nose hair needs to be cut." She said.
The corners of Yang Huazhong's mouth twitched slightly. Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing dumbfounded. Yang Ruoqing suppressed her laughter and continued to look at Xiao Hei's nose.
There are indeed pieces of black dry stuff inside the nose. Some of them should be boogers, but some are not. They should be dried blood scabs.
It seems that I am not lying, I really got a nosebleed.
Yang Huazhong also remembered what Dabai said when he returned the carriage today...
"Hey, haven't you treated this injury?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Xiao Hei shook his head aggrievedly: "No, my mother slapped me again during dinner earlier."
"Why? What's going on in your family now? Why are the whole family so busy? Are you going to be caught and beaten?" Yang Huazhong was very puzzled by this.
Yang Ruoqing directly grabbed Xiao Hei's arm, pulled Xiao Hei up from the ground with a little force, and sat down on the stool next to him.
Seeing that Xiao Hei wanted to slide off the stool and kneel down to talk again, Yang Ruoqing raised her foot to block his knees and warned him: "Sit down before talking. If you dare to kneel down again, I will I’ll slap you too!”
Xiao Hei was afraid of Yang Ruoqing, so he could only sit there stiffly, with his back hunched over.
"What, third uncle, third aunt, cousin, I came here specifically to inform you!"
"My mother gave her the pink pearl necklace and a gold bracelet that Grandma Ga gave her. That bitch Hongmei!”
“I didn’t suffer anything, and I was kicked out of the house. I’m going to drink the northwest wind...”
……
After a while.
Yang Huazhong dragged his tired steps back to the main room.
Yang Ruoqing was waiting in the main room with Sun, and Daan and Xiaoan also came over.
"How are you, daddy? Is Xiaohei settled in?" asked Sun.
Everyone had been listeners for a while, and then Yang Huazhong, after asking for Xiao Hei’s own opinion, sent him to Lao Yangtou’s house and asked him to stay in Taga’s public house for the time being. sleep inside.
Yang Huazhong talked to Old Yang Touna so that the old man could help enlighten Xiao Hei at night.
Hearing Sun's question, Yang Huazhong said: "It's settled. When I came over, he was already asleep."
"Asleep?" Sun was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or not sigh.
This kid is really heartless. His crying and crying scared everyone before, but he turned around and fell asleep. The quality of his sleep was really good.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It should be fine after a sleep. If there is still something wrong, then give him a good meal."
Others agreed, because in everyone's eyes, Come on, isn’t that what Xiao Hei is pursuing?
Simple and crude.
However, Yang Huazhong had no intention of joking, and his face was solemn.
"This time the situation is different from usual. Xiaohei, the kid, has his own ideas." He said.
"If Meier doesn't handle the matter of the two brothers well, I'm worried that the brothers will turn against each other, and Meier will be very embarrassed when she gets old in the future."
Embarrassment , Yang Huazhong said it very implicitly.
But everyone in the room knew that this embarrassment meant that the two brothers' support for Yang Huamei in the future might become a pushover.
You push me, I push you.
It is Yang Huamei who suffers.
If the relationship between the two brothers is not bad, even if they are not on good terms inside, but the superficial harmony can still be maintained, there will be an open discussion on the matter of supporting their mother.
"Meier, you are so biased this time. Don't blame Xiao Hei for being angry, she will shoot herself in the foot in the future!"
(End of this chapter)