Everyone sat down and happily ate, drank and laughed. The lively atmosphere returned.

"Father, where is my second older brother?"

Yang Huazhong suddenly discovered that Yang Hulin was not there, so he asked Lao Yangtou.

Old Yang put down the wine cup in his hand, looked around, and was stunned.

“Yeah, what about your second brother? When we came here before, I greeted him and asked him to come over for dinner at night. He agreed!” Old Yang said.

Yang Huazhong put down his chopsticks, "I'll go look again."

Yang Huazhong hurried out of the main hall.

Here, Yang Ruqing lowered her voice and asked Mrs. Sun, "What's the situation with your second uncle now?"

Mrs. Sun sighed and lowered her voice, "Your second mother is gone, your second uncle is very sad."

“When I returned from Yujiacun that day, your second uncle said he was going to hold a funeral for your second mother.”

"But at that time, the plague hadn't passed yet, so we couldn't do it."

"Besides, your second mother's body was sent by those soldiers to the back mountain where a deep pit was dug and buried. It can't be dug up again, can it?"

Thus, your second uncle picked up two pieces of clothing that your second aunt had worn in her lifetime and erected a burial mound with clothes for her.

"Your second uncle is truly heartbroken this time. He's locked himself in the room crying and even hitting himself."

"It's been seven days today. Before your family arrived this morning, we accompanied him and little Bai to the tomb of clothing and crowns, where we performed the seventh-day rites for your second mother," said Mrs. Sun.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

The three sorrows of life are: losing one's mother in childhood, one's spouse in middle age, and one's child in old age.

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I didn't expect to be taken by my second uncle.

Before I was with Grandma, we always fought a lot. Now that she's gone, I feel empty.

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And what about Lan'er and Bai? Yang Ruqing asked again.

Mother died, father was heartbroken and sad, and his younger brother was still young.

As the elder sister, Lan'er should step up at this time.

Little did she know, when Mrs. Sun heard this, she shook her head with a pained expression.

At the side, Liu, who loved gossiping most, jumped in to say about Sun's mother: "Don't mention Lan'er anymore. Your second mom really spoiled her for nothing!"

Since she found out her mother had the plague, she was so scared that she ran to her maternal grandfather's house and didn't dare go near your second mother.

"Your second mother went to Yujia Village, and she didn't send you anything."

"When I heard the news of his death, I did shed a few crocodile tears."

"On the day they erected the tomb, she went up the mountain and when she came down, Bai (or Bo) accidentally tripped and soiled her skirt. She immediately slapped Bai."

“That day, your fourth uncle got so angry, he almost moved against her. It was your second uncle who stopped him.”

"Look, today is your second mother's seventh day after death, and she didn't come. She said her legs hurt."

"She's staying at her grandma's place now, and everyone in the village is pointing fingers at her, saying she's unfilial!"

Hearing Liu's long, rambling speech, Yang Ruqing's brows furrowed tightly.

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On the one hand, I feel sorry for Second Mother Yang.

On the other hand, it's also quite helpless.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked.

It is precisely because Uncle Second and Second Aunt established a bad reputation in the past that they are now experiencing karmic retribution.

That's why there is the saying "Parents are children's best teachers".

Yang Huazhong came back soon, followed by Bai Xiazi.

"Where are Er Ge and Lan'er?" Sun shi stood up and asked.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "Second brother said he had no appetite and didn't want to eat. Lan was at her grandmother's house, I wasn't in the mood to go see her!"

Sun did not speak.

Yang Ruqing also stood up and walked over to pull her cousin, Yang Yongbai, to her table, handing him a bowl and chopsticks.

"Alright, let's all eat while it's hot."

Yang Ruqing greeted everyone.

Everyone gathered their composure and started eating and drinking again.

After eating and drinking their fill, Yang Huai'an planned to slip away. Unexpectedly, Yang Yongjin suddenly stood up.

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“Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle Three, Uncle Four, and all the aunts, since everyone is here, I have something I want to tell you all.”

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Yang Yongjin said.

Lao Yang had just put the dry tobacco pipe in his mouth when he heard this, and pulled it out.

The old man looked at his grandson who had just returned from a trip to the underworld with a smile.

"What's the matter? Tell me, grandpa's listening!" The old man said.

Yang Yongjin grinned, puffed out his chest and loudly declared, “Grandpa, I fancy Cao Baimei, she’s a good girl, I want to marry her as my wife!”

“My Lord, are there still some uncles who can help your nephew with this important matter!”

As soon as Yang Yongjin uttered those words, it was like dropping a depth charge into the living room.

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Everyone was stunned.

The women at this table, Yang Ruqing and Cao Baimei, are sitting on a bench together, whispering secrets in each other's ears.

Upon hearing Yang Yongjin's words, both of them were stunned.

Immediately, Yang Ruqing's eyes lit up, and she smiled, bumping Cao Baimei's elbow.

"Heh heh, my second older brother is truly a man!"

Cao Baimei's face had turned into a monkey's butt.

... so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl under the table.

Over there, the elders finally came to their senses, everyone's faces were different.

Old Yang coughed, withdrawing the smile from his face.

"Hold on, young lad! You and the Cao family's daughter are separated by generations, you know. If this... well, it wouldn't be good if people gossiped about it behind your back, would it?"

The old man said.

Upon hearing this, Cao Baimei quickly lowered her head, her face burning with shame.

Yang Yongjin glanced at Cao Baimei, and said in an unusually resolute tone: "My seniority with Baimei is quite distant..."

"What's what far and what near? Respecting seniority is important, no matter what. If you mess up the hierarchy, people will gossip about you!"

“I will not agree to this marriage!”

Yang Huainan, who had been shrinking all night, suddenly jumped out and gave Yang Yongjin a scolding with a puffed-up chest and glaring eyes.

In the past, Yang Yongjin would definitely have been afraid of this father and wouldn't have dared to confront Yang Huainan head-on.

But this time, Yang Yongjin let out a cold snort.

He glared coldly at the middle-aged man who was fuming before him, "Who are you? Do you even have the right to say that?"

Yang Huai'an was stunned for a moment, so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged out: "I'm your father, your old man!"

"Humph!"

Yang Yongjin shook his head indifferently.

“When I was infected with the plague, you kept your distance from me more than anyone else.”

"It was my mother who accompanied me in the small courtyard behind the village to take care of me."

"I was sent to Yujia Village, and you let me fend for myself. It's Tang Ya Zi, Qing Er, and Ba Me who take care of me."

"You have the face to say you're my father? What kind of father are you?"

A question was posed, leaving Yang Huai speechless.

Yang Yongjin was obviously no longer interested in debating with Yang Hua's arrangement. He withdrew his gaze and looked again at Lao Yangtou sitting on the main seat, as well as Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming.

Then, the young man knelt down: “Grandfather, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, please do me this favor.”

"And Cao Baimei and I were deeply in love. When we were in Yujia Village, I made a vow to her."

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"If I, Yang Yongjin, can live to leave Yujia Village, I will definitely marry her as my wife."

"There's a god above my head, I'm a man of my word. A spit is a nail, and I can't break a promise! I must marry her!"

After saying all that, Yang Yongjin bowed his head and kowtowed to the ground.

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