"Well, we are a family." Mrs. Sun's eyes suddenly turned red again. She glanced at Yang Ruoqing who was standing aside. Mrs. Sun raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes with the heel of her palm and asked Yang Huazhou, "Come over to this room, and what are you doing?"

Nothing else to do”

Yang Huazhou was stunned for a moment and said, "I was so busy looking at my third brother that I almost forgot. Third sister-in-law, I came here to tell you to go to the east wing. My parents, eldest brother, second brother, and fourth brother are all here, so I'm missing the third room for you."

.”

"But this is your third brother"

"Mom, go ahead. I'll watch over Dad." Yang Ruoqing, who had been standing obediently aside, finally interjected.

"Qinger, you"

"Mom, stop dawdling, go quickly, don't let everyone wait for you, if my father wakes up later, I will call you," Yang Ruoqing said, pushing Sun towards the door.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that the meeting of the old Yang family in the east wing tonight must be to discuss the follow-up matters after Yang Huazhong broke his leg. The old Yang family has not been divided, and the Tan family controls the rations and money of the family, including the money for Yang Huazhong's medicine today.

, all allocated by Tan.

Sanfang is the party involved in today's matter and must go to attend this family meeting. If she wasn't worried about her father, Yang Ruoqing would also like to go and sit in and hear how Yang's family will deal with Yang Huazhong's injury next.

How to accommodate people with three bedrooms

The so-called mother-daughter connection, Yang Ruoqing watched Mrs. Sun run out of the house, and her mother must have thought about it. Just as she was about to gather the quilt for her father, she suddenly found that Yang Huazhou, who was about to reach the door of the wing, folded the quilt again.

Come back.

"Uncle Wu, is there anything else?" Yang Ruoqing asked calmly.

In the memory left in the body of the original owner, the memory fragments about the young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and dark face in front of him are warm.

"Qing'er, how come you speak so eloquently?" Yang Huazhou's eyes widened, looking at Yang Ruoqing's body like a searchlight, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly, "I don't know why I can speak now. My head seems not as chaotic as before." While saying these words, she gently gathered Yang Huazhong's quilt corners and turned them around.

He turned around and looked at Yang Huazhou calmly.

"Fifth Uncle, Qing'er used to be confused, but I still remember that Fifth Uncle was good to Qing'er. He picked lotus pods for Qing'er in summer and caught birds for Qing'er to play with in winter. Qing'er wants to ask Uncle Wu for a favor. Don't take me for a while.

Let’s talk about the sober things, okay?”

Yang Huazhou's mouth was half-cracked, and he was so excited that before he could laugh out loud, he heard the rest of Yang Ruoqing's words, looking like a monk Zhang Er was confused.

"Why? This is a good thing. If your father wakes up and finds out, he will be so happy." Yang Huazhou's voice became a little rougher when he mentioned his third brother.

God is really playing tricks on people. The third brother's wish for the first half of his life was that the girl would get better and become a member of the court like a normal girl in the future. Now, the girl is sober, but the third brother himself is still confused.

"Fifth Uncle, in short, just do as I say. When my father wakes up, I will tell him myself."

"Okay, Uncle Wu will follow you."

"Um"

"Qing'er, since you're awake, you should also go to the east wing and listen. Third brother has collapsed, and third sister-in-law is famous for being an honest person. You go and listen and help your mother make up her mind. Third brother, I'm here

Come and guard, you go quickly”

"good"

Just when Yang Ruoqing had this intention, she glanced at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed, gritted her teeth, turned around and left the room like a gust of wind.

In the east wing, the room where Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan rested.

When Yang Ruoqing pushed the door open and came in, she saw at a glance that the men of the old Yang family were almost all here, except for a few naive cousins ​​and Yang Huazhou who stayed in the west wing opposite to look after Yang Huazhong.

Old Yangtou and his three sons were sitting on the four sides of the Eight Immortals table. Old Yangtou was sitting at the main seat, holding a dry cigarette rod in his mouth, and was smoking. Light yellow smoke was swirling in circles.

The chimney came out of the hole and curled up, covering his old face with an unknown expression.

Starting from the lower left of Old Yang's head, there are Yang Hua'an, the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Hualin, the second eldest son, and Yang Huaming, the fourth eldest son of the Yang family, sitting opposite his uncle Yang Hua'an.

The four cousins ​​of Dafang, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing, all stood behind uncle Yang Huaan with their hands hanging down.

On the bed not far away, Mrs. Tan wore a black scarf around her head, half leaning on the bed, looking weak. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a pregnant young woman, dark and thin, wearing burlap clothes.

Patch, holding a tea bowl in his hand, was drinking tea with the waiter Tan.

Yang Ruoqing glanced around after entering the door, and finally saw her mother in the corner. She saw Ms. Sun with her head lowered, sitting on a bench next to Ms. Jin with her shoulders hunched, still sobbing faintly.

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The footsteps of Yang Ruoqing entering the door alarmed the old Yang family members in the room. Several eyes glanced this way. When they saw that the person coming was Yang Ruoqing, most of them frowned in disgust, then indifferently withdrew their eyes to think about what was in their hearts.

.

"You idiot, you don't sleep at night, wandering around blindly in the dark. It's you who came to this house. Get out of here."

Tan, who had been weak just now, suddenly sat up straight and gnashed his teeth and cursed at the door.

Yang Ruoqing stood there, looking blankly at Mrs. Tan on the bed, grinning, looking frightened.

"Mom, don't scold me. I asked Qing'er to come here. It's dark over there and she's afraid of being alone."

Sun, who had been hiding in the shadows in the corner with her head lowered, quickly stood up and came over, guarding Yang Ruoqing behind her.

"You just get used to that ignorant plague god. My third child is the Yang family who was tricked to death by you two evil-hearted mother and daughter. What evil has been done to you, this pair of evil spirits?" The more Mr. Tan scolded, the angrier he became.

Big, I grabbed something and wanted to throw it towards the door.

When he saw that the thing in his hand was an earthenware bowl for drinking tea, he put it back, leaned over and grabbed the shoe on the ground in front of the bed, raised his hand and threw it over here.

Seeing the shoes flying over, Mrs. Sun exclaimed and her face turned pale instantly.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to push Sun away when she saw Sun standing in front of her suddenly turned around and leaned over to hug her tightly.

"Bang"

The shoe hit Sun's back with a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground again.

Yang Ruoqing felt Sun's tears fall in large drops on her neck, and the fingers hanging by her side clenched into fists subconsciously. At this moment, a dry tobacco pole was heard from the Eight Immortals table, and it hit the corner of the table hard.

The crisp sound.

"Such a big thing happened at home, why do you still have the energy to make a fuss and make a fuss, why don't you all come and sit down for me?"
Chapter completed!