The eyes of the others at the table fell on Yang Huaan's body.

Yang Huaan paused the chopsticks in his hand and looked up at Old Yang.

"Dad, we haven't planned this yet, then, you keep saying, which one should you send?"

Yang Huaan asked resignedly.

Since the last time he was a thief and seized, Yang Huaan's arrogance has dwarfed during this time.

When eating, sit in the corner of the table, and when you are done, you will hide in your own room.

Once upon a time, a friend of women accosted him with a bunch of women wherever he went.

This time, he went to the toilet in the yard, and when he met his old friend Liu, Liu had to spit on him.

Yang Hua'an **** pretended to be a grandson with his tail between his legs.

Hearing Yang Huaan's words, Old Yang's anger was even more unbeatable.

"Boss, boss, tell me about you, what are you thinking about in the room?"

Old Yang Tou was a little angry.

"There is water everywhere this time, the big guys are busy thinking about water control, and they have to smoke strong men to serve in the conscription from house to house, you don't know anything, you are a pig!"

Yang Huaan was scolded by the old Yang Tou, his face was red, his ears were red, and his head hung down.

At the dinner table, Yang Huazhong played a round out loud.

"Dad, now you don't scold the eldest brother anymore, since he hasn't figured it out, then you can help him figure it out, who to send!" Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yang Tou groaned and said, "Yongxian is a talented man, he can be exempted from personal servitude, he still has to study, and he can't go." ”

"If you can go, either your eldest brother or enter the kid......"

"Ouch......"

Before Old Yang Tou finished speaking, Yang Huaan, who was originally sitting well, suddenly rolled his eyes and slipped from the dining table to the bottom of the table.

Lying on the ground, his eyelids rolled up, and his mouth was still spitting white foam.

The food that had just been eaten trickled down the corners of his mouth and stuck to the clothes on his chest, staining a large piece.

Everyone at the table was startled, and everyone hurriedly dragged Yang Huaan out from under the table.

He was still twitching, his teeth clattering.

"Quick, shove your shoes in his mouth and beware of biting your tongue!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted.

Old Yang Tou was looking for something in a panic, Yang Huaming's eyes were quick, and he directly took off Yang Huaan's shoes and stuffed them into Yang Huaan's mouth.

Then everyone put Yang Huaan on the rocking chair next to him and held his hands and feet.

"Pinch people!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted again.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

Yang Huaming rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, and as soon as his nails got stuck, the blood was pinched out.

Yang Ruoqing secretly hooked her lips, what is the fourth uncle's name?

Is the communiqué a personal vendetta?

Haha, she was almost confused by the fourth uncle who has become better now.

The fourth uncle in the past, but he was a scoundrel who harmed a village, he had these small means!

Yang Huaan quickly calmed down, but his lips looked like rabbit lips.

"Dad, what's wrong? Why am I lying down here? ”

Yang Huaan asked blankly.

Lao Yang's face was dark, and he said worriedly: "You are sick, smoking epilepsy!" ”

"Huh? How can this be? I, I ......"

He struggled to get up, but before he could get up, it was dark in front of him and he fell back down.

"Dad, why can't I exert all my strength?" He asked.

Old Yang Tou didn't pay attention to Yang Hua'an, but turned his head to Yang Huazhong on the side and said: "Let the kid go to serve in the conscription, your eldest brother's body, if you can't dig a few shovels, you have to be sent back, and you will be held back!" ”

Yang Huazhong couldn't say anything more, and nodded.

Old Yang Tou turned to Yang Ruoqing and said: "Hengzhu Town has also been flooded, and the restaurant can't make a living." ”

"Write your second brother's name later, and let him go."

Yang Ruoqing said 'um'.

A suspicious gaze swept over Yang Huaan.

Is this illness from a stick really fake?

If it's fake, then this dad is really weird.

……

After a busy day, I completed all the conscription and conscription in Changping Village.

Now, just wait for Mu Zichuan to come back, and then you can start digging the canal.

Yang Ruoqing's family is Yang Huazhong, who meets the standards for conscription.

Yang Ruoqing privately called Yang Huazhong aside.

"Dad, it's too tiring to dig the canal, you can just go, how about I spend some money to ask someone in the village to go for us?"

She discussed with Yang Huazhong.

She is not a saint, and she has her own selfishness.

If she doesn't go to servitude, the money is the same, anyway, her family can afford it.

Who knows, as soon as Yang Huazhong heard this, his head shook like a rattle.

"No, digging canals is a matter for the benefit of future generations, your father and I must participate and make a contribution!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing knew Yang Huazhong's character, so she tried to persuade her.

I can't persuade it, and I won't force it.

"Okay, then Daddy, you can dig it."

……

I've been waiting for almost three days, and the people in this part of the village have been summoned.

However, Mu Zichuan did not come back for a long time.

The villagers were all talking and wondering what was going on.

Yang Ruoqing comforted Yang Huazhong and Li Zheng: "Tang Yanzi and I will go to the county seat to find Mu Zichuan and see what the situation is." ”

County.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang finally found Mu Zichuan with great effort.

When he found Mu Zichuan, he was sitting in a room in an inn.

Sitting on a stack of peanuts and a pot of wine on the side, he poured himself a drink, shaking his head while smiling bitterly.

Then he poured himself into a crooked place, and lay on the table crying and laughing.

"This guest officer has been like this for the past two days......"

The shopkeeper led the two to the door of Mu Zichuan's house, opened the door, and pointed to the two inside.

"We are his friends, let's deal with it, and you can go and busy yourself."

Luo Fengtang was there to send the shopkeeper, and Yang Ruoqing went straight into the house.

She came to the table and looked at the mess on the table, the wine jugs on the table, and the rich smell of wine emanating from Mu Zichuan's body.

A disgusted frown.

"Mu Zichuan, what are you doing here? What kind of fame are you doing? ”

She slapped the table hard and yelled at him.

Mu Zichuan raised his head, and his clear eyes were scarlet at the moment.

He shook his head and recognized that the person standing in front of him was Yang Ruoqing, and was surprised.

"Qing'er?"

"Y-Why are you here?" He asked, the voice hoarse, with a hangover.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was angry.

"Why am I here? Do you still have the face to ask? ”

She crossed her hands on her hips, and her eyes were about to pop out.

"Are you here to cure the water? Have you asked the ministers to do so? ”

"Do you take water control seriously? Do you take the safety of the lives and property of the villagers seriously? ”

"Before you leave, let's prepare manpower, and now the men from several villages have been dispatched to dig the canal."

"What about you? What are you doing? You bastard! ”