Chapter 137: Yang Ruolan's Proposal (First Update of the New Year)



Niutou Peak in the west is not very steep, but it has to climb two slopes.

Climbing over the hillside is nothing to these bankers who are accustomed to hard work.

Mo said that Yang Ruoqing and Da'an were able to keep up with the team on foot, and even Xiao An, who was only four years old, was able to stay out of the team with the occasional help of Sun and Yang Huazhou.

However, there were two people in the team, who were shouting tired and complaining from the beginning of the climb.

One is Yang Huamei and the other is Yang Ruolan.

"Lan'er, I can't walk, my mouth can't breathe!"

"Aunt, so am I, the inside of my legs is as calm as if I have been filled with adobe bricks......"

"What should I do, Lan'er? Drag me away, I'm going to die here......"

"Aunt, it's not that Lan'er doesn't drag you, Lan'er is going to be tired and lie down!"

"Ahhh I knew that the mountain road was difficult to walk, and I shouldn't have come to burn incense if I was killed......" Yang Huamei simply howled in her throat.

Yang Ruolan was also out of breath, she turned her head to look at Yang Ruoqing and Da'an sisters and brothers who were walking behind, and a bright light flashed in her eyes.

"Auntie, the fat girl and Da'an don't seem to be tired, you call them to come over and hold us!"

Yang Ruolan leaned close to Yang Huamei's ear and whispered in a low voice.

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, wrinkled her nose, and shook her head like a rattle.

"Don't even think about it, that dead fat girl, she won't want it!" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruolan said: "Didn't we let them go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, come and help them and not kill them?" ”

Yang Huamei is in a dilemma.

Yang Ruolan then instigated: "You are an elder, and honoring the elders is the duty of our juniors." Just shout, they don't come for a reason! ”

"That'...... Shall I try? ”

"Well, I have to try it, this can't be in the village or behind the store, we can't climb the mountain by ourselves!"

"Okay, then I'll try!"

Yang Huamei cleared her throat, stopped in front, and looked condescendingly at Yang Ruoqing and Da'an sisters and brothers who were climbing up behind.

"What, fat girl, Da'an, you two come and help me down, I can't climb up!"

Yang Ruoqing was chatting with Da Ana when she suddenly heard this, and looked up.

At a glance, I saw Yang Huamei with her hands on her hips, blocking the middle of the road.

On the side, Yang Ruolan looked at it with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Huamei: "Aunt, what do you mean?" ”

"What do you mean? Are you deaf? I'll let you come and help me, I can't climb up!" Yang Huamei said angrily.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned and wanted to laugh.

She didn't pay attention to Yang Huamei, who was arrogant over there, but turned her head and asked Da'an beside her: "Da'an, do you understand what our aunt means?" ”

Da'an shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know what she said!" ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and said to Yang Huamei: "Aunt, you either just talk about people, or shut up!" ”

Putting down these words, Yang Ruoqing took Da'an's hand, and the two sisters and brothers continued to climb the mountain.

A delicate voice came.

"Sister Qing'er, how can you talk to our aunt like this? She is our elder, we have to respect the old and love the young! ”

It sounds so good, like a thrush singing.

It's a pity that Yang Ruoqing is not voice-controlled.

She tugged at the corners of Yang Ruolan's mouth: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, you are filial, then you support your sister-in-law, what are we doing!" ”

Yang Ruolan frowned at the good-looking willow eyebrows, "All the way, I've been supporting my sister-in-law." It's just that my strength is limited, and I can't really walk. You and Da'an are getting up, come and help, okay? ”

Yang Ruolan's weak and helpless appearance, if she was an ordinary person, she couldn't refuse with a hard heart.

It's a pity that Yang Ruoqing is not an ordinary person.

"Both of you are fifteen or sixteen years old, older than me and Da'an. I can't walk after just walking this section, and I still have to let our young people come to support us, do you want to be faced? ”

Yang Ruoqing directly threw a roll of the eyes at Yang Ruolan, and then dragged Da'an and walked up the mountain quickly around the two of them.

Yang Huamei glared angrily, and Yang Ruolan also stared at Yang Ruoqing's back, secretly gritting her teeth.

"What's going on? I'll just say that the fat girl will not be willing, right? Yang Huamei muttered.

Yang Ruolan sighed lightly: "I really didn't expect that after she recovered from her madness, she would be so virtuous, hey!" ”

"Don't sigh, let's not ask her! Let's beg them to go! Yang Huamei said.

"Fifth brother, my mother asked you to take care of me on the road, you went to carry Xiao'an, leave me alone?" Yang Huamei crossed her waist and shouted towards Yang Huazhou.

Yang Huazhou frowned, and said to Yang Huamei: "This slope is not difficult to climb, you can go up by gritting your teeth!" ”

"Hmph, I don't care! You've got to hold me, or I'll just leave here! Yang Huamei pursed her lips.

"Hey Mei'er, what are you ......" Yang Huazhou was about to say a few words to Yang Huamei, but was stopped by Sun Shi who was following him.

"Old Five, give me Xiao An, you hurry up and help Mei'er!"

Sun hurriedly picked Xiao An off Yang Huazhou's back and carried him on his back to the mountain.

Yang Huazhou had no choice, so he had to go over and drag Yang Huamei and Yang Ruolan.

It was not easy to drag these two delicate 'eldest ladies' halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, there are several large stones.

Old Yang Tou suggested that the big guy should rest his feet here, relieve his breath, and climb to the peak in front of him with a sigh of anger.

There is the destination, and the ancestral graves of the old Yang family are all there.

Sun carried Xiao An, Yang Ruoqing and Da An supported one left and one right, and the four of them sat on a big stone to rest.

Lao Yang Tou and several sons got together to smoke dry cigarettes.

The eldest grandson, Yang Yongxian, took out the kettle and shared it with a few brothers.

Yang Huamei and Yang Ruolan also caught up, and Yang Huamei sat on a piece of grass on the side, exhaling with her mouth wide open.

"Lan'er, why don't you sit down and rest?" Over there, the second Yang Hualin poked his neck and asked.

Yang Ruolan glanced at the grass behind her, and then brushed the lake-blue pomegranate skirt on her body, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

The grass is dirty, so she doesn't want to sit on it!

"Lan'er, come here, go to the stone on Daddy's side and rest for a while!"

Knowing that a daughter is like a father, Yang Hualin patted a vacant space next to him again and greeted his daughter.

Yang Ruolan was so tired that her legs trembled, and she hesitated, planning to go over and rest.

The eye suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures walking over there.

In front of her was a woman with her hands free.

Behind the woman was a handsome boy.

He was carrying a basket in his hand, and the mother and son were also climbing up halfway up the mountain.

The boy carried the basket and from time to time had to spare one hand to help the woman in front of him.

Even so, the woman walked with a lot of complaints.

"I knew that this hillside was so difficult to climb, and they should have buried your father in the woods behind the village. This trip climbs up, and half of my life is in it! ”