Yang Huazhong said: "What do you know? This thing is not your average swallow's nest, it is built on a cliff with an abyss below! ”

Yes?

Sun and Xiao An's faces all changed!

Yang Huazhong had a gloomy face, and continued: "Many years ago, there was a hunter in the next village, and his daughter-in-law gave birth to a child with heavy bleeding, saying that she wanted to use bird's nest to continue her life. ”

So he went to the bottom of the cliff on the left Ox Horn Peak to pick ...... I went and didn't come home! ”

"Bang!"

Sun's knees went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ruoqing and Da'an hurriedly helped Sun up.

Sun grabbed Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and looked at her from head to toe again.

"Qing'er, the wounds on your hands and face ......"

The woman's tears could not be stopped.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "Mother, don't be afraid, I drew these branches on the road, and I didn't go down the cliff, I went down to get it!" ”

"Tang Yanzi?"

Sun and Yang Huazhong were shocked again!

……

"Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight, okay?"

When Yang Ruoqing came out to pour the water for washing her feet, she found Xiao An standing at the door of her house, tilting her head and asking.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and asked with a smile: "Of course it is, but you have to tell Sister Er, why do you want to sleep with your sister?" ”

Xiao An blinked her big eyes, "I want to hear my sister tell me about digging swallow's nest!" ”

"Oh? So, come in! ”

She touched Xiao An's head, and turned around with him to go back to the house, catching a glimpse of Da An not far away from the corner of her eye.

He stood there silently, his hands behind his back.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing leading Xiao An back to the house, Da An's eyes showed envy.

"Da'an, come on, let's sleep together, my sister will tell you what I saw and heard in the mountains today!"

Yang Ruoqing beckoned to Da'an.

Da'an's eyebrows and eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran over to this side.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing see clearly that what he was hiding behind him was a pillow!

This kid!

She smiled secretly, beckoned her two younger brothers back to the house, and closed the door.

Yang Huazhong's house.

The man was dressed in a coat and sat at the head of the bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

Sun sat on the edge of the bed, with a bean-sized oil lamp, busy putting the shoes in his hand on the line.

Sun sighed while taking his shoes: "...... I'm scared to think about it, my hand holding the needle is still shaking. If I knew they were going to pick bird's nests at the bottom of the cliff, I would have stopped them! ”

Yang Huazhong nodded, looked at his legs, and sighed.

"If I can really stand up this time, Tang Yanzi will be my Yang Huazhong's benefactor for life!" The man said in a deep voice.

Sun nodded and said, "That kid is not related to us. ”

"He can do this, although he has the ingredients of his rare daughter Qing'er in it, but it can also be seen that the child's nature is really good!"

Yang Huazhong agreed with Sun's view.

He continued: "If we Qing'er are rare to him, this family business will be decided!" ”

"It's really hard to say what our daughter thinks!" Sun frowned and said softly.

"What do you say?" Yang Huazhong asked in surprise, "Isn't she very compatible with Tang Lingzi?" ”

Sun shook his head: "Our daughter is not very different from the daughters of other people. ”

"She has a big grin, like a boy. Maybe it's hard to say if you treat Tang Lingzi as a brother! Sun said.

Yang Huazhong was silent.

After half a ring, the man's voice sounded again.

"Marriage matters, although it is the words of the matchmaker at the behest of the parents, we can't be the kind of confused parents who don't care about the feelings of their daughters."

"I, Yang Huazhong, will not put my daughter's whole life into it in order to repay my kindness."

"I will recognize Tang Lingzi as a righteous son, and in the future, I will treat him as a son and build a house for him to marry a wife!"

……

"Zichuan, my mother has warmed up the dinner for you, how about you eat a few bites?"

Widow Liu walked into Mu Zichuan's house with a meal that had been heated no less than three times.

In front of the desk, Mu Zichuan was writing hard at the desk.

"Zichuan, you haven't eaten for a day, if you don't eat a few bites, you don't have the strength to stay up late at night to write!"

Mu Zichuan put the food on the table and persuaded again.

Mu Zichuan didn't raise his head and said, "Mother, you take it away, I really don't have an appetite." ”

"Hey!"

Widow Liu sighed, put the food on the table, and turned around and walked out of the house.

The door of Mu Zichuan's house was open, facing the door of Widow Liu's house, and there was a hall in the middle.

Widow Liu brought the spinning wheel to the door of the house, and while putting the thread, she glanced at her son's house opposite from time to time.

The pay-off car shook, making an old and clumsy 'creaking' sound, mixed with the sighs of Widow Liu, which sounded intermittently in this silent night......

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Widow Liu knew that her son had something in his heart, and that thing was a fat girl.

If you don't eat dinner, you're competing with yourself!

Son, this is annoying her as a mother, and she shouldn't have gone to Lao Yang's house to mention the matter of withdrawing from her family.

Son, he is still a filial person, he is annoyed, and he doesn't dare to say it in front of his mother.

So, just like the hungry writer, hey, headache!

Widow Liu spun the thread for a while, estimating that it was too late, and it was already early in the morning.

She got up and came to Mu Zichuan's house again, and Mu Zichuan was still writing there.

When she came in, he didn't lift his head.

"Zichuan, it's late at night, and it's cold on the ground, will you get up early tomorrow and write?"

"Mother, I'm not sleepy, you go back to the house and rest first!"

"Hey!"

Widow Liu sighed and shuffled out of the house.

Mu Zichuan raised his head, looked at his mother's thin figure under the light, and frowned slightly.

Mother, my son is not filial, which worries you.

However, the son is also involuntary at the moment, as long as the pen in his hand stops, his heart is very irritable.

Mother, please bear with me!

He buried his head and once again sank himself into the sea of books......

Widow Liu opened the door and walked towards the latrine in the backyard by the moonlight.

She has a habit of going to the toilet every night before going to bed to carry the toilet back to the house, so that it is convenient to get up at night.

By the way, solve it in the latrine.

Tonight, as usual, she pushed open the fence door of the latrine and entered, and in the moonlight, there was a man squatting on the squatting seat.

Widow Liu was startled, and when she almost screamed, the figure moved.

He rushed over and covered Widow Liu's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law of the Mu family, don't panic, I'm Yang Huaming, come and borrow your toilet to use!" If you don't scream, I'll let go! ”

Widow Liu blinked, and Yang Huaming let go of his hand this time.

Widow Liu was shocked, she looked at the man in front of her, it was really the fourth Yang of the old Yang family in the east of the village.

"Yang Laosi, don't you old Yang's family have a toilet, why did you come all the way to my house?"

Widow Liu glared at Yang Huaming and asked angrily.