Yang Shouwen's home is behind the village, located next to a stream. Looking across the stream, it is the vast Hugu Mountain.

A separate courtyard, three, five, seven-frame houses.

The Mingtang is in front and the wing is in the back, forming two front and back entrances, which exudes several different elegance and simplicity.

Yang Shouwen stopped in front of the door. Before he could call the door, he saw a crack in the courtyard gate and a petite figure rushed out from behind the door.

"Brother Sitzi, why are you back so late?"

The figure rushed into Yang Shouwen's arms, and then a cute and silly voice came.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but smile, and there was an unspeakable look of care between his eyebrows, holding the other person in his arms.

"Dahuang was so angry today, so she came back a little late... Hehehe, young lady is at home today, are you obedient?"

Yang Shouwen held a little cute man in his arms, looking like he was eight or nine years old, with a pair of buns, and his face was even more red, like a ripe apple, very cute. The little cute man's name is Yang Nuan, and his nickname is Youniang. She has no blood relationship with Yang Shouwen, but the daughter of the chef in the family. Yang Shouwen can be said to have watched her grow up since she was a child.

About nine years ago, a pregnant woman fainted at the door of Yang's house.

At that time, Yang Shouwen's grandfather Yang Dafang saw her pitiful, so he took her in. A few months later, the woman gave birth to a girl, Yang Nuan, who is now in Yang Shouwen's arms. After Yang Nuan was born, the woman stayed in the village and became the cook of the Yang family. As for who Yang Nuan's father was? Yang did not say that, and Yang Dafang did not ask.

In short, Yang Nuan followed the woman's surname and became Yang Shouwen's little tail.

After Yang Dafang's death, Yang Chenglie ignored Yang Shouwen, and Yang supported the family.

In Yang Shouwen's words, Xiaokeren said frankly: "Young mom is the most obedient. Today I will help my mom wash clothes for my brother."

"Really?"

Yang Shouwen showed admiration and raised the little dear one high.

"Young mom is so awesome."

The little kid giggled, and the laughter was crisp and echoed in Yang Shouwen's ears.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened and a middle-aged woman walked out from behind. She was wearing a cloth skirt, wearing a wooden hairpin on her head, and a piece of cloth made of floral cloth tied around her waist. Seeing Yang Shouwen, the woman also had a kind look on her face and said softly: "Dalang was a little late to come back today. The young lady was crying just now and said she wanted to find you."

"I'll be worried about my aunt. I'll come back soon tomorrow."

The woman is Yang Youniang's mother, Yang.

As for what her name is? Yang Shouwen is not very clear.

In the past, he was confused and could not remember many things, so he always called his aunt and even forgot his real name.

Yang walked up and led the scalper into the yard and tied it directly into the cowshed.

Yang Shouwen followed behind with Yang Nuan in his arms and tied up the cow on behalf of Yang. Then he put down Yang Nuan and walked into the main hall with her little hand.

Only three people lived in this huge house.

"Young lady went to fetch water. Dalang worked hard all day long, wash it first, and dinner was ready soon."

Yang Nuan agreed and ran out to fetch water.

Yang Shouwen said: "Auntie, I'll go and greet my grandpa first and come here later."

It has been two years since Yang Dafang passed away, but Yang Shouwen burned incense for him every day, that is, to pay his respects.

Yang agreed and went to the kitchen to prepare supper. Yang Shouwen walked through the back of the main hall and walked into the backyard.

In the backyard, there is a flower bed, located next to the stream.

There is a wing room on each side, and each wing room has three rooms. In the past, when Yang Dafang was alive, Yang Chenglie would bring his family to pay a visit every holiday. However, after Yang Dafang passed away, the family became much deserted. Yang Chenglie's family was used to living in the county town, and he rarely came here to live on a regular sacrificial day.

However, every house is kept neat.

Yang is a very diligent woman who cleans the room every day.

At this time, it was completely dark.

Yang Shouwen walked into a wing room, lit an oil lamp, and then walked to the spiritual seat in the room, lit three incense sticks.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

After he finished the incense, he sat down in front of the spiritual seat, as if he was talking to himself: "Dhum was crazy today and almost hurt the children in the village. Fortunately, I have been practicing martial arts with my grandfather since I was a child, and I have a good strength to finally subdue Dahum... Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise there might be some gossip, and I will be in trouble again at that time."

Yang Shouwen said, his eyes a little red.

The seventeen years of rebirth were reborn. Although these seventeen years were in a daze and wasted seventeen years of time, it also made Yang Shouwen experience a different kind of happiness. Yang Chenglie didn't like him, but his grandfather regarded him as a treasure.

To be honest, he has not suffered much in the past seventeen years. Instead, he lives carefree under the care of his grandfather. His soul is blocked and he cannot feel the malice around him. He is happy every day and his life is particularly simple.

Practice martial arts, practice martial arts, herd cattle, listen to grandpa telling stories...

After seventeen years, he has unknowingly integrated into this era.

"Ah Gunnu is now well and will never have a headache again.

However, I don’t feel happy because I have always had a strange dream recently, dreaming of a woman calling me ‘Prince Consort’.

Hehe, are you thinking about it?”

After saying that, he got up and knelt down, kowtowed three times in front of the spiritual throne, and then stood up and said, "No matter what, Ah Gu will not forget what Grandpa taught me, and he will practice diligently in the future. My aunt treats me very well, and her young mother is also very well-behaved. Now she has learned to wash clothes... Well, that's all today, grandpa, you must rest early."

Every day, chatting and talking with grandpa in front of his spiritual seat has become Yang Shouwen's habit.

This was the case when he was not clear about his mind before. Now he has clear about his mind and has not changed this habit.

Walking out of the room, he gently pulled up to the door.

At this moment, a sound came from the main hall courtyard, and then I heard the young lady's crying.

Yang Shouwen felt nervous and ran back to the main hall in two steps in three steps.

In front of the porch, a basin was knocked over to the ground, and the water inside flowed all over the ground, making the porch even more wet.

The young mother sat in a pool of water stains and was crying loudly.

A young man stood under the porch and shouted at Yang.

"You little maid did a good deed. Why did you put the basin at the door and dirty my clothes... Do you know that my clothes are newly made, worth 300 cents, can you afford it? And you, if the little maid dares to cry, I will sell you."

The boy was so aggressive that Yang was so scared that he dared not speak.

Hearing that he was about to sell himself, the young lady stopped crying, sat on the ground and looked at the boy, sobbing from time to time.

An evil fire burst out from Yang Shouwen's heart.

He strode out of the main hall and stepped forward to pick up the young lady.

"Yeah, isn't this my brother A Chi?"

Before Yang Shouwen could speak, the young man said first: "Brother, how did you teach these two sluts? There is no rule at all. I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to greet me. I also asked the young master to open the door by himself. It was simply presumptuous.

But it is true, I forgot you, brother... Otherwise, I will find a sensible person for my elder brother and sell these two sluts, so my elder brother can live a more comfortable life."

When the young lady heard that she was going to sell her, she was so scared that she hugged Yang Shouwen's neck tightly.

"Brother Sitzi, be good at young lady. Brother Sitzi should not sell her young lady, Young lady is very obedient."

Ahnnu is Yang Shouwen's nickname.

However, before the nursery rhyme came out, only Yang Chenglie and Yang Dafang could be called. Yang Shouwen also had a nickname called Yizi, which was relatively more popular. Yang Youniang was more used to calling Yang Shouwen the 'Brother Yizi'.

The young man had a "big brother" on the left and a "big brother" on the right, but there was no respect in his words.

His name is Yang Rui, and he is Yang Shouwen's half-brother at the age of thirteen.

When Yang Chenglie was reunited, he intended to straighten the bride. However, Yang Dafang disagreed, which led to this matter being delayed until now. Yang Rui was smart since childhood and loved by Yang Chenglie, but he was very unhappy with the reputation of a concubine's son.

Yang Shouwen looked at him and suddenly asked, "Yang Rui, what are you doing?"

"What am I here to do?" Yang Rui laughed, "It's a joke. This is my home, why can't I come here?"

After saying that, Yang Rui raised his legs and stepped onto the porch with one foot.
Chapter completed!