Maybe the old man Yao was really poor and scared, and he was hungry and afraid, and he only got a heavy bag of big ingots, but he was not satisfied, and after taking a breath, the old man Yao tied the silver bag to his trouser waist pocket made of thick hemp rope, and continued to lean down and grope in the black mud. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sure enough, as he expected, soon the second bag, the third bag... Until the last tenth bag of big ingots, Old Man Yao dug it out from under the ground of the ancestral house, and finally Old Man Yao counted it, and it was actually worth 500,000 sheep money at the market price.

Looking at these golden big ingots, Old Man Yao shed tears again, needless to say, this was deliberately left for him by his grandfather before leaving, and the reason why he didn't tell him thirty years ago was because he was afraid that Old Man Yao at that time would squander it at will.

The old man, so to speak, is really well-intentioned.

"Yao Jinba, it's time to pay back the money!! "Wang Baochang was still carrying the long mallet of his house, as fierce as yesterday, and roared inside before he reached the gate of Old Man Yao's house.

At this time, Old Man Yao had already climbed down from the big pit he had dug, but because he didn't have time to change his clothes, he was covered in muddy water, and he looked very embarrassed, but in the face of today's five big and three thick, powerful Wang Baochang, Old Man Yao no longer had to panic in his heart.

Because, he has money,

For the rich old man Yao,

All, all the things in the world that can be settled with money are not a big difficulty.

Don't look at it, Wang Baochang is so fierce, in the end, it is still, just for the word "money", Old Man Yao, after a long sigh, put his withered hand into the big cloth bag containing ingots, and then slowly took out a big gold ingot, handed it to Wang Baochang at the door, and said:

"Nephew Wang Xian, thank you for saving your life, this ingot, you can take it... ”

Wang Baochang saw that Old Man Yao handed over a big gold ingot, he hurriedly threw away the mallet in his hand that was about to beat people, and then hesitated, like a very shy little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, and said:

"This... This... This one.... Old gentleman.... ”

"I, give it to you, you can take it, your three loaves, after all, saved my life, and you deserve it... Old man Yao stroked his white beard and said loudly.

"Eh, then I'll take it, old lady, in the future, if you have anything to say, it's all on my Wang San. Wang Baochang took the big ingots with a smile, and then patted his strong chest muscles heavily, which can be regarded as an oath.

"Good, good, good~" Old man Yao said and nodded with satisfaction.

The next day, the old man Yao, who was dressed in silk and satin, began to repair the dilapidated ancestral house where he had lived for 30 years.

Soon, before the old man Yao's ancestors were ranked, they were replaced with a pair of big and ancestral and brand new red candles, and soon, the broken wood and broken bricks and tiles on the original ancestral house were replaced one by one by the carpenters and masons who were invited, and the walls were also whitewashed.

"Nephew Wang Xian, you take these two gold ingots... Old man Yao said, and put his trembling hand into the cloth bag again.

"No, it's too much, old lady, we can't use your money for this job. Wang Baochang waved his hand and excused himself.

"Not much, not much, nephew Wang Xian, it was you who let me live in a new house, you made my ancestors have a new incense on the ranking, and even because of your protection, so many ingots were taken away by the gangsters... So,Please take it from the nephew.。。。 Old man Yao said emotionally.

"Okay, okay... Wang Baochang nodded, and accepted the two big ingots.

The next day,

When the rooster crows three times,

There was a cardamom girl with a graceful figure and beautiful eyebrows who walked into the newly renovated ancestral house of the Yao family, and when she saw the old man Yao who was lying on the Taishi chair napping, she said softly:

"Little Queen Qiuxiang, please say hello to Old Lady Yao... ”

The old man's sleep is generally very shallow, and when he heard someone's voice, especially the voice of a young girl, Old Man Yao woke up in a daze, and then asked in the first sentence:

"Whose family are you?"

"Old lady, I am the second girl of the Wang San family next door, and my father thinks that you are alone, so he asked me to serve your life. Wang Qiuxiang replied indifferently.

"Oh, that's it?" Old man Yao looked at the autumn fragrance like a peach blossom, and then he was grateful to Wang Baochang for leaving.

The home taken care of by a woman is different, from then on, Old Man Yao's dishes were bought, clothes were washed, and when he was lonely and lonely, there were also people who talked with him, he was mentally cheerful, his spirit was full, and his life also tasted bad.

Because, there is only a wall apart, it is convenient for Wang Qiuxiang to go home, and when her younger brothers and sisters want to come to the ancestral house to play, Old Man Yao doesn't mind.

The nameless grass on the edge of the threshold that saved Old Man Yao's life was later carefully dug out of the mud by him, and then transplanted into a very valuable blue and white porcelain vase.

The days passed calmly, and after three months, the distant sons and daughters-in-law came, to be precise, the old sons who had been almost lost for more than 20 years, with their mothers, wives, and their sons, one by one, sitting in a large sedan chair, happily, and rushing to move to the ancestral house of the Yao family.

These people, after seeing Old Man Yao, had a "father" on the left, a "grandfather" on the right, and a "grandfather" in the middle, calling so affectionately, it can be said that they also put on a "courteous and thoughtful, sincere and fearful" style.

But

However, Old Man Yao, looking out of his somewhat confused old eyes, these original family members are so strange, and the smiles on their or their false faces are so stiff, so fake, and fake to the extent that they make people evil.

"Hongli, Hongshi, Hongxin, you come here and wait for the old lady to wash her feet... The bewitching Mrs. Dafang called out to her two sons and a daughter under her knees in her very bewitching voice.

After that, Old Man Yao's old feet were happy, and he had to be washed back and forth by his grandchildren more than a dozen times every day.

The Yao family's ancestral house, there are more and more people, and the mouth is getting more and more mixed.

Fertility and blessings,

It's pure nonsense.