291. The so-called family affection (both +33)

How stubborn the old man can be, he said that he gave this door to Ao Muyang, and he must really let him move away immediately.

Ao Muyang said: "Master Man, you are ......"

The old man waved his hand and said: "Brother Xiaoyang, you take it, if it is really an antique cultural relic, you sell it to make some money, give two more foils to the village, and buy some food and drink for the old men, this is about to be the New Year, it is estimated that few people are not willing to buy even a New Year's meat." ”

Ao Muyang still wanted to persuade him, but the old man continued to wave his hand: "You take it away quickly, this door is a scourge if it is placed here for me, and it will bring me trouble." ”

This is said without a head and no brain, Ao Muyang is confused.

Anyone who finds valuable cultural relics in the house will be ecstatic, this old man is strange, not only not happy, but worried.

He could see that the old man really didn't want to keep this door at home.

Since the other party insisted, he pushed it home with a trolley first.

The material and value of this door were guessed by him, and the real situation was difficult to say now, so he simply found someone to identify it first, and if it was indeed gloomy wood, then sell it and then give the money to the old man.

The wooden door was pulled back, and he hurried to contact the antique dealer.

The last time he sold the gloomy wooden table, he left the contact information of Cheng Deming, a collector in Hongyang, who gave a very reliable price, so he wanted to sell it to this person again.

But when he called, no one answered, and he called three or four times in a row, but no one answered.

In this way, he had to send a message, and then waited for Cheng Deming to reply.

Cheng Deming didn't reply, someone knocked on the door.

Ao Muyang opened the door, and there were four strange men and women outside, dressed brightly, not the same as the fishermen in the surrounding villages.

He asked, "Who are you?"

A woman smiled and said, "Ao Muyang? Haha, have you forgotten your aunt? I'm Ao Qianhong, your little aunt, do you remember?"

Ao Muyang frowned: "Aunt Xiaohong? Oh, remember, you are the eldest daughter of Master Man, right?"

Remembering the woman's identity, he guessed the purpose of the other party's visit.

Man Ye is very pitiful, he has two sons and a daughter in his life, the younger son is the most filial, but he died in an accident with his wife, and the eldest daughter and the second son are ruthless, and when they become adults, they left the village to do small business in the county seat, and threw away his father as a burden.

He had seen Ao Qianhong when he was a child, and the other party had not been back to the village for twenty years, and when he came back suddenly this time, he must have heard about the gloomy wooden door.

Sure enough, Ao Qianhong pulled the homely stuff and went straight to the topic: "Xiaoyang, haha, you see, my house has an antique wooden door in your place, right? ”

Ao Muyang said with a smile: "There is indeed a wooden door in my hand in the Manye family, if he is willing to pull it back, I will personally send it to him." ”

Ao Zhiman's son Ao Qianchun said: "Don't bother you, we can just carry it back ourselves." ”

Ao Muyang looked at him with playful eyes and said, "This is what Master Man means?"

Ao Qianhong's husband said rudely: "Don't care who you mean......"

Ao Muyang's eyes suddenly became sharp, Ao Qianhong hurriedly pulled her husband, and said with a smile on her face: "Oh, Xiaoyang, don't bother you about this, we'll just pull it back ourselves." ”

Don't even think about it, the unfilial piety of this brother and sister is well-known in the village, and Ao Muyang hates this kind of person the most.

However, he will not offend the four people, and in the face of the requirements of the four people, he will play Tai Chi vigorously.

The general saw that the four of them had bad intentions coming, and grinned and showed force on the side.

Ao Muyang didn't allow it to bite, glared at it, and it had to sit down in a daze.

The two sides confronted each other at the door for a while, and Ao Zhiman's stubborn figure appeared at the intersection.

Seeing the four of them, the old man's footsteps suddenly quickened, and he shouted from afar: "What are you doing here? What are you doing? I know that you will not give up when you come out of my house, get out, don't be embarrassed in the village!"

After saying that, the old man scooped up a stone and threw it over.

Ao Qianhong dodged the stone in embarrassment and said, "Dad, Dad, look at you, what are you talking about?"

The old man still wanted to touch the stones, but after all, he was too old to bend over, so he roared angrily: "What am I talking about? I am talking about human beings! What about you? You are beasts that are not as good as pigs and dogs!"

When the general saw him looking for a stone, he immediately ran over, picked up a stone in his mouth and stuffed it into his hand: Old man,!

The old man Ao Zhiman took the stone from its mouth, shook his hand and smashed it again.

As if transporting a cannonball, the general picked up another stone and sent it to him.

Ao Zhi snorted and said, "You guys are really not as good as a dog!"

The general looked at him and threatened him: "Why are you burying dogs like this?" Can they compare to dogs? If you say that again, I won't pick up stones for you.

The old man was very old, but his arm strength and eyesight were not bad, and the two stones in the back all hit people.

Ao Qianchun covered his head and shouted, "Dad, what kind of illness are you guilty of? What are you doing here? How can you treat your son like this?"

The old man roared angrily: "Then you have treated your father like this? How many years? Ah, you haven't come back to see me for fifteen years, have you? You didn't come back to cry when the third child died!

Ao Muyang said with a gloomy face: "Excessive!"

Ao Qianhong's husband glared at him and said, "What's your business?

He had a bad temper, and he single-handedly led his wife's break with the family.

Seeing that Ao Zhiman picked up the stone and was about to throw it, he pointed to the old man's face and said: "Don't give you a face, you give us the door today, and we will raise ......you in the future."

Ao Muyang kicked him up and kicked him up from behind.

He spat and said: "It's rude! We are a civilized village, follow the customs of the villagers, you must be civilized when you enter our village, otherwise don't blame me for using the village rules to get you!"

The big man got up to fight him, and Ao Fugui, who was watching the excitement, rushed up: "Draft, Lao Tzu has long seen that you are unhappy, eat Lao Tzu's punch!"

This time it was lively, and the villagers who shoveled snow came one after another.

Ao Qianchun's sisters and brothers have been holding grudges in the village for a long time, and the people in the village are willing to punch them a few times.

In this way, the four of them were like rats crossing the street, and when they saw people fighting, they could only hug their heads and run away.

The people in the village still wanted to block them, but Ao Muyang shouted: "Okay, everyone stop, let them get out." ”

In this matter, the saddest thing is the old man Ao Zhiman.

Looking at the back of his children, the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to be denser, and his eyes were red.

After all, these are his daughters and sons! the people he has loved for half his life!

Ao Muyang helped the old man into the house, and the old man muttered: "Brother Xiaoyang, you saw it, I said this thing is a trouble, is it a trouble?"

Looking at his pathetic appearance, Ao Muyang had no choice but to nod: "Yes, this is a trouble." ”