Everyone looked in the direction of Lao Yangtou's fingers, and they were all dumbfounded.

I saw Yang Hualin lying on the edge of the chicken coop with his butt pouting, and his head and front half of his body had been inserted into the narrow door of the chicken coop.

A pair of hands smashed the bamboo of the chicken coop, and his body shook violently.

This is Bao Suyun's chicken, a crowing rooster and a few hens laying eggs.

It's night, and the chicken king is sleeping in the chicken coop with his three wives and four concubines.

Suddenly, a bearded face popped in, which frightened the Chicken King's flowery beauty.

The hens clucked and jumped around in the coop.

This annoyed the big rooster, who flapped his wings, cockscomb, and glared at the round corns.

"Goo!"

"Goo-goo!"

The long, sharp and hook-like mouth shone on Yang Hualin's head and face, and pecked fiercely.

In the chicken coop where there was a smirk before, it was suddenly replaced by Yang Hualin's ghost crying wolf.

He pouted, slapped the coop with both hands, and twisted to pull his head out.

However, it's easy to get in and hard to get out, and it's stuck there.

Inside the chicken coop, chickens are still flying and dogs are jumping.

That big rooster, obviously on his own turf, is mighty and domineering.

looks like he won't stop pecking Yang Hualin to death.

Here, Lao Yang came back to his senses, and the old man slapped his thigh violently and hurriedly ran to the chicken coop.

"Hurry up, big guy, come and help!"

After a period of scramble, with the concerted efforts of everyone, Yang Hualin was finally rescued from the chicken coop.

The head was full of chicken feathers, chicken droppings, and his face was pecked to the point of bloody flesh.

"Second child, why are you doing this?" Lao Yang had a headache, his fingers clenched his fists, and he beat Yang Hualin's shoulders one by one.

was reluctant to use his strength, and in the end, he changed to hugging Yang Hualin and crying.

After the other people on the side helped pull it out, they didn't dare to step forward again.

Why?

Yang Hualin's body is really stinky, indescribably stinky.

I smelled it from afar, not to mention the night dinner, I had to vomit out lunch and breakfast.

"Brother, what's next?" On the side, the old ginger covered his nose and asked the old Yang.

"Your second child, I'm afraid you're not stunned? Do you ask the goddess to ask the next rice, or do you ask the doctor to prescribe medicine? Old Jiang asked again.

Old Yang Tou was holding Yang Hualin in his arms, crying so much that the old man was crying.

Hearing Lao Jiang Tou's question, Lao Yang Tou shook his head blankly.

"I don't know what to do. Oh my God, why is my second child like this? ”

"God, why can't you get along with our old Yang family? Can't you give some peace and peace? ”

"My eldest son is gone, pity my white-haired man to send black-haired man,"

"You let my old bones die, don't toss my second son anymore, second son, wake up......"

Lao Yang has been so strong all his life, and he has never shed half a tear in front of people.

Sitting on this cold ground tonight, holding Yang Hualin who smirked for a while and cried silly for a while, in his arms.

The old man mourns more than his heart dies.

On the side, everyone else sighed.

Tan Shi also touched it alone, although he couldn't see Yang Hualin's embarrassment at the moment.

But Tan is not stupid, after listening to so much, he also understands what is going on.

The old lady also wiped away her tears.

"God, this is going to die, our old Yang family, what should I do......"

Soon the little old Yang Tou and Wang Hongquan, who heard the rumor, also rushed over in a hurry, and they were all startled when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Brother, it's really not possible, I have to call the third child to come back and preside over the overall situation!" Little Old Yang said.

Lao Yang shook his head: "No, the third child is busy looking for Chen'er at this time, we can't help find it, how can we still pull their hind legs?" ”

Little Old Yang Tou thinks so.

But seeing his crazy nephew, his former son-in-law, Xiao Lao Yang Tou also made a difficulty.

"Tonight, invite the old village doctor over to take a look at the second child, if you can't turn back, let's send it to the town's Yihe Chun."

"Here at home, sister-in-law, tomorrow you can take the time to ask a few daughters-in-law to accompany you to the goddess in the next village to ask."

"We doctors want to see it, and the gods and Buddhas must also believe it, and make plans for both!"

In the end, the little old Yang Tou temporarily became the backbone of the old Yang Tou.

Everyone was in a hurry again, and finally pressed Yang Hualin into the basin and washed it again, and then changed him into clean clothes.

Although it has been washed and replaced, the stench is no longer as unbearable as before.

However, when Yang Hualin was forced to lie on the bed and wait for Fu Bo to come over for diagnosis, in the room, the old Yang Tou and the little Yang Tou stayed by the bedside to guard.

The others, all of whom stood at the door of the house with interest, couldn't help but spit and retch.

Finally, Fuber was hoped.

Fauber entered the house and came to the bedside, first he was also disgusted by the stench.

"What's going on?" He asked Lao Yang Tou.

Lao Yang Tou told Fu Bo about the previous incident, 1510.

Fu Bo's face was a little gloomy, and he came to the bedside and looked at Yang Hualin.

Ask, of course, or ask Old Yang Tou, because Yang Hualin himself had a pair of dull eyes, lying there, staring at the roof, grinning and smirking for a while.

A laugh trickled down the corner of his mouth.

After a while, he glared again, as if he was arguing with someone.

For a while, he didn't stare or smile, his mouth was cooing, and he was dancing there, as if he was in a meeting.

He nodded while talking, but it's a pity that the words that came out of his mouth were strings of garbled characters, and Lao Yang couldn't understand half a word!

Fu Bo finally withdrew his hand and stood beside the bed, frowning and looking at Yang Hualin carefully.

On the side, Lao Yang looked at Fu Bo's solemn face, and his heart was half cold.

"What's going on? My second child, can you still be cured? Old Yang couldn't help but ask out loud.

Fu Bo glanced at Lao Yang's head, "The second child is mentally disturbed, maybe it is related to the death of the Qian family last time." ”

Lao Yang was stunned and said, "You mean, our second child was stupid by the Qian family's incident?" ”

Fauber nodded: "It's inseparable." ”

Old Yang stopped gnawing, and his face became extremely ugly.

He thought of himself, and remembered working in a restaurant outside when he was young, and for the first time he helped kill chickens, pigs, and cows......

All that red blood would be tossed in his brain for days.

I didn't have the heart to eat, and I didn't dare to pick up those meats.

See the dog meat and beef that is served to the guests' tables, full of color and flavor.

I can't help but think of the pleading gaze of the old ox who has cultivated the fields all his life and is already old and unable to do work.

And those dogs......

Because the owner's house couldn't open the pot, he sold the dog that had been in the home for several years to the restaurant.