In the evening, Yang Huazhong invited Lao Yangtou, Lao Suntou, and Mr. Tan over, and everyone gathered together.

Of course, the whole Luo family is here, so there is no need to say more.

Two tables of rice, the food is incredibly rich!

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Old Yang looked at the room full of people, sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons, one after another, adding children.

The old man nodded repeatedly, feeling indescribable joy and satisfaction in his heart.

However, the alcohol brewing in his heart also gave rise to another layer of negative emotions in him.

Because he couldn't help but think of Yang Yongxian who was far away in the county jail.

Thinking of the great possibility that Yang Yongxian would be put to death in the next year, Old Yang felt dejected.

Several times, my eyes flickered back and forth between Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing. Some words were on the edge of my tongue, but I didn't have the courage to say them out.

Yang Huazhong was immersed in this kind of family happiness and the festive atmosphere of family reunion. In addition, with the wine bottle in his hand, he was busy greeting other people at the table to drink, so he had no time to pay attention to the eyes of Old Yangtou.

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However, Old Yangtou's hesitant look could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Grandpa really felt soft-hearted. Seeing everyone reunited in such harmony, he couldn't help but feel sorry for his cousin Yang Yongxian!

Hum hum.

It is best not to open that mouth, because if you open that mouth, you will also be rejected!

Fortunately, he didn't say those words until the dinner was over and Old Yang left shaking his head.

When she returned to the east room of the old house, Mrs. Tan closed the door and couldn't help but blame Lao Yangtou: "Didn't you say that you begged Lao San to let us visit the prison again within this year and give Yongxian a decent meal?"

First meal?"

"I looked at you several times tonight, opening and closing my mouth, closing and opening it again. I was worried for you, and I almost said it for you several times!"

But at the last moment, Ms. Tan didn't say anything because she knew that if she said these words, she would offend a group of people.

Offending all the way from the son generation to the grandson generation.

Her daughters-in-law would not look upon her favorably either.

In fact, even her daughter Meier would probably be angry if she found out!

There is no other way. Who made that bastard citizen from Yongxian, Lard, take the lead and want to unite to destroy the old Yang family and the old Wang family?

If Yongxian is a thumb, then the others are the remaining fingers and toes!

You can't lose all the other fingers just to save one thumb, right?

Tan can't do it!

Lao Yangtou couldn't do it even more!

Therefore, after hearing Tan's scolding and questioning, Lao Yangtou, who was sitting on the stool, just sighed heavily, threw the cigarette pole and the cigarette bag on the table, and had no intention of smoking anymore.

"Hey, there is such a good atmosphere today, it helps Da'an and the others celebrate their new great-grandson."

"You said, if I brought up something related to Yongxian, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the scenery and ruin everyone's interest?"

Mrs. Tan was speechless.

He slowly sat down on the other side of the table, his face pale and his eyes gloomy.

The old couple sat on each side of the table, with a candle lit on the table.

The candlelight swayed gently, and under the dim light, the old couple seemed to have a lot more white hair...

After being silent for a long time, Old Yangtou spoke again: "The atmosphere tonight is not suitable. When we meet our ancestors on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, I will find an opportunity to talk to Lao San and the others."

"As long as I can catch up within the year and see Yongxian for the last time, that will be fine..."

As for begging Qing'er to commute Yongxian's sentence...

The old man didn't even dare to think about it, because even if Qing'er reluctantly agreed, the county magistrate wouldn't be able to let go, right?

After all, this matter is really a heinous crime!

However, the old Zhang family on the other side.

Liao Meiying brought the food into the east room and served her mother-in-law Zhang Mu's dinner. In the main room, Zhang Youfu was eating with Zhen'er. In the cradle next to him, his and Liao Meiying's son Guier was sleeping.

The dinner on the dinner table was relatively simple. I stewed a bowl of egg custard for Zhen'er and Gui'er, and added some minced meat to enhance nutrition.

The three adults cooked a bowl of pork belly and cabbage and a bowl of minced pork and mustard.

White rice cooked with sweet potatoes, and a few buckwheat cakes attached.

The conditions of the Zhang family are neither good nor bad in the village.

Compared with those families who don't have enough to eat, or who only eat meat once every ten days and a half, the conditions of the Zhang family are considered good.

Because Liao Meiying was under the care of Yang Ruoqing, she had been working on the herb collection team in the village, and Zhang Youfu, in addition to taking care of farm work, also worked as a craftsman, small laborer, or worked in the herb collection team in her spare time.

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Therefore, the two Zhang family members are fully capable of supporting Zhang's mother, who is paralyzed in bed, and buying her medicine regularly.

We can eat meat every now and then at home, but we can't eat fish or meat every day like we did in Lao Yang's house.

Now the Zhang family has two sons to raise, and they have a long way to go. Therefore, even if the couple has some money, they still have to save one penny at a time.

Tonight, after Liao Meiying came out of her mother-in-law's east room, she and Zhang Youfu took care of the two children's meals.

After she put the two children to bed and fell asleep, she spoke to Zhang Youfu: "Brother Youfu, I have something on my mind that I want to discuss with you."

"Mei Ying, I know you have something on your mind. I saw it when we were eating."

"If you have anything to say, don't hold it in your heart." Zhang Youfu added.

Liao Meiying glanced at her current man gratefully. Thinking that what she said was related to the previous man, she felt a little embarrassed to speak.

"Mei Ying, if my guess is correct, you should be doing it for Zhen'er's father, right?" Zhang Youfu asked again.

Liao Meiying raised her head suddenly: "No, you are wrong. Zhen'er's father is you, not Yang Yongxian!"

"He is a heinous murderer. Jane doesn't have a father like that!"

As a father, I have never fulfilled any responsibility for my son.

In the end, his son was criticized in the village. Ever since the news about Yang Yongxian's crime in the county town came to the village, everyone in the village was talking about it.

It is said that Yang Yongxian is the scourge of the old Yang family and the black sheep of the entire Changping Village!

Zhen'er doesn't have many friends in the village. After this happened, Zhen'er's few friends stopped playing with Zhen'er!

Those children even quarreled with Zhen'er, saying that Zhen'er was the son of a murderer and had a father in prison!
Chapter completed!