Eat and drink to your heart's content and burp!

It's a relaxed and carefree life.

Yang Zhenyu gradually fell in love with rural life.

There was still a little crucian carp soup left, and Yang Zhenyu poured it into the prince's bowl, and the prince licked it.

Preparing to clean up the table, Wang Xiuying stretched out her hand and said, "Grandson, sit down and rest for a while, I can't bear to look at it!"

"Milk! I'm in good health, you can touch it, it's all muscles!" Yang Zhenyu rolled up his sleeves and said.

Wang Xiuying didn't pay much attention to Yang Zhenyu's tendon meat, what she saw in her eyes was the black and white skin on her arms and neck, what was the tan?

It hurts to look at it.

"Last time, Chunyan brought me that medicine, the effect is not bad, the waist rod is much more comfortable these days, I can barely do some light work, help you share a little!"

"Don't, milk, don't move, it's not good if it relapses, I'm busy with these things at home, and you'll be responsible for eating and sleeping and teasing the prince!" Yang Zhenyu said while holding Wang Xiuying's hand.

"It seems that my old woman can only enjoy happiness in peace!" Wang Xiuying looked at Yang Zhenyu and smiled.

"That's not it, I've been tired for half my life, it's time for my grandson to honor you!"

The grandparents and grandchildren sat together and made love, making trouble.

When the sun went down, the ducks who had gone out for a stroll also came back in line.

Yang Zhenyu threw the food residue on the table into the dam.

"Quack Quack~"

The duck craned its neck and pecked.

"Milk, what about a duck?" Yang Zhenning glanced at it and found that one was missing.

What is missing is a duck green, that is, a male duck, whose feathers are different from other ducks, and the ones who came back are covered in snow-white feathers, and the male duck's head, neck and tail are navy blue, and it looks very beautiful.

Wang Xiuying sat up straight and glanced at it, "Why didn't that duck green come back?"

The grandparents and grandchildren felt that something was wrong, because the ducks were all moving in groups, going out together and coming back together, and the chickens and ducks in the countryside liked to raise free-range, and they would also develop the habit of returning home on time.

"Milk, I'll look in the ditch!"

Yang Zhenyu cleaned up the table and prepared to go out.

At this time, Zhang Chunqin hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Oh no! Oh no! Wang Xiuying!"

ran to the door of the house and breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Yang is also at home!"

"Aunt Zhang, what's so urgent?" asked Yang Zhenyu.

Zhang Chunqin said: "Uncle Liu was beaten by a few young men!"

In the Sichuan-Chongqing region, people like to call the young people who are idle all day in society as Shaoqimao.

When Wang Xiuying heard this, her face changed drastically, "Where is it?"

In the most difficult years of the family, Uncle Liu helped Wang Xiuying a lot, and the relationship between the two families in the village was also the closest, although there were some crazy words about the two in the village before, but Wang Xiuying and Uncle Liu didn't take it seriously, and the relationship was not bad.

When she heard that Uncle Liu was beaten, Wang Xiuying was very worried.

"At the fork in the road, there are many people surrounding it now!", Zhang Chunqin gasped and said, "I just called Director Zhang, and he said that he was running errands on the street, and asked me to come to Xiao Yang to help deal with it." ”

When things happen in the village, the villagers first find Director Zhang.

Yang Zhenyu knew that Zhang Mingkang went to the street to get money for Yang Kui today, and it would take some time to come and go.

Aoki Township is under the jurisdiction of Longshan Township, and there is no police station, if the police are called, the police of Longshan Town Police Station are afraid that it will be dark now.

Zhang Mingkang felt that Yang Zhenyu was more stable, so he first asked Zhang Chunqin to ask Yang Zhenyu to stabilize the scene, and at the same time, Yang Zhenyu was also one of the few young people who stayed in the village, and young people needed to stand up at this time.

"Grandson, go and take a look!" Wang Xiuying hurriedly urged, if it weren't for her inconvenient walking, she would definitely have run over.

"Okay, grandma, don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Yang Zhenyu answered his grandmother and followed Zhang Chunqin to the fork in the road.

Zhang Chunqin explained the situation as he walked, "A few young men drove to crush Uncle Liu's duck to death, and Uncle Liu went up to stop the car to find them to theorize, who knew that they actually beat Uncle Liu." ”

"How is Uncle Liu doing now?" Yang Zhenyu said with concern.

"The corner of the eye is broken!

"How many of them?"

"Four! They were surrounded by the villagers!" Zhang Chunqin recounted.

Walking to the parking lot at the fork in the road, more and more villagers rushed over, and some even copied the guys.

Sticks, hoes, tongs, and even a spatula!

The situation is serious.

Yang Zhenyu felt that something was wrong, the old people who stayed at home in Yangjiawan Village had a shallow sense of law, and they didn't have a serious hand, so it would be difficult to say if they were killed or disabled.

Yang Zhenyu hurriedly rushed into the crowd.

"Xiao Yang is here!"

"Xiao Yang is here!"

"Xiao Yang, these young men are too sassy, what do you think Uncle Liu has become?"

Since receiving the commendation from the county magistrate Qian at the picking festival, Yang Zhenyu also has a certain prestige among the villagers, and a group of elderly people are waiting for Yang Zhenyu, a young man, to speak!

Yang Zhenyu glanced at the young hair, the four young hairs shaved an inch, some had tattoos on their arms, some had tattoos on their necks, and stood in front of an Audi A3 with their hands in their pockets, looking down on people.

If it was a few years ago, when Yang Zhenyu was studying, he might have thought these people were quite cool, but now look, a bunch of fools.

Yang Zhenyu turned around and walked towards Uncle Liu, reached out and gently touched the corner of Uncle Liu's eyes, and said with concern, "Uncle Liu, does it hurt?"

Uncle Liu squinted his eyes and shook his head and said, "Xiao Yang, it's okay, they crushed your duck to death, I'll find them to reason, and they will beat people!"

Your own ducks?

Yang Zhenyu walked to the side of the road and picked up the dead duck, and after a look, he just didn't go home to the duck.

Dare to love Uncle Liu for his family!

Yang Zhenyu felt ashamed of Uncle Liu in his heart, and a breath of anger also ignited in his chest.

"Uncle Liu, you go to the village clinic to deal with it first, and I'll handle this matter!" Yang Zhenyu instructed, "Aunt Zhang, please help me." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Chunqin stepped forward to help Uncle Liu, "Brother, slow down!"

Yang Zhenyu looked back at the four young hairs.

"Nosy, JB gets beaten!"

One of the young men whispered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you say it again?"

"I can't kill you with a hammer!

When the villagers heard this, they pointed to a few young men and scolded.

Most of the time, the old people in Yangjiawan are simple and hardworking, but if they really want to provoke them, they dare to fight with you, and they all hold the idea of one life, and let it go.

The momentum of the four young hairs was instantly suppressed and silent.

The young man standing in front of the car took the initiative to walk towards Yang Zhenyu, took out a pack of Huazi from his pocket, smoked one and handed it to Yang Zhenyu, "Brother, smoke it!"

"I don't smoke!" Yang Zhenyu said as he stared at him.

Shao Mao easily put the cigarette into his mouth and lit it, he could see that in this group of people, Yang Zhenyu's words still carried more weight.

Whether the problem can be solved depends on Yang Zhenyu's attitude!