"Old Yang, your family is very blessed now that you have given birth to such a wonderful son."
"If I had such a good son, I would never do anything else and just sit at home and enjoy the happiness tomorrow."
"I'm so envious. Lao Yang, you lived a miserable life in the first half of your life, but fortunately, my son tried his best to help you, and you will still have endless money to spend in the future."
Yang Jianqiang was pulled to the side, at the wine table of Lao Zhao's house, in a daze.
Originally, Lao Zhao and the others got together for a drink just now.
They happened to see Yang Jianqiang coming back, and Yang Ling had brought them so many gifts, so everyone started making noises and pulled Yang Jianqiang over.
It was rare for Yang Jianqiang to come back. His hometown was in a state of prosperity, and he would not refuse anyone who came. He was dragged to his house, smiling all the way, and he was very happy when he sat at the wine table.
"Why are you saying that?"
Yang Jianqiang blushed and said to the villagers.
"Xiao Ling, although I grew up in the city, our family has been taken care of by everyone, and the folks in the countryside have also helped a lot over the years."
"Anyway, that's it. No matter how Xiaoling develops in the future, we will always be from Qingxia Village. No matter how rich he is, he will still be a child of Qingxia Village."
When Yang Jianqiang said this, everyone around him started to cheer.
"Lao Yang is still very enlightened. I think back then, when your family didn't get up, I felt that there would definitely be a powerful person in your family."
"You just stopped talking here and said those hindsight words here. I actually brought two chickens to their family."
"Okay, it's been all these years and you still remember your two chickens. That's all in the past."
"Although two chickens are not very precious things, but with this emotion here, you can't say anything else."
"Anyway, in the future, when Xiao Ling is born in our village, such a big entrepreneur, he will look for opportunities for the village and help the village develop together."
Yang Jianqiang nodded hurriedly after listening to what the villagers said.
"That's something you don't have to think about! I told Xiao Ling all the way back this time. He said that when he gets rich, he must not forget about the village. If there is anything in the village, he can help. We are here in the mountains.
So many people have been poor for so many years."
"If there is any chance, we should get it for the folks."
After receiving Yang Jianqiang's guarantee, everyone was very happy.
"Okay, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and start drinking!"
"Now that I'm here, Lao Yang, I think we've learned a lot about today's drink."
"drink!"
Yang Jianqiang raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
Everyone was sitting down, and no one knew who it was, but someone suddenly mentioned it.
"Lao Yang, I said your family is so rich now, why don't you have children when their children are young? You said you are at your age when you can do something. If they have children, you can help them.
It looks so good.”
"That's right, Lao Yang, let's play for another two years. They are getting older now, and it will not be easy to have children by then."
"I just said that it is very risky for a woman to have another baby after she reaches 30. It's great. Isn't Su Yi still young now? It would be fun to have two or three children."
Everyone thought it was hot and hot, so they got close to Yang Jianqiang.
But who would have thought that this slap would hit the horse's face.
Yang Jianqiang's originally happy smile slowly solidified, and finally his face gradually turned dark, as ugly as the soles of smelly shoes.
Everyone was drinking happily and didn't realize what happened. It took someone with quick eyesight to see that Yang Jianqiang's face turned bad.
Stop it quickly.
"I said everyone is drinking today, so why are you saying those words?"
"You said that it was okay to sit together and drink happily. You just let the children do it by themselves. Then there is nothing to get involved in."
"That's right, that's right. Nowadays, young people have their own ideas. If you interfere too much, people will find it annoying. Now that we are older, we can just enjoy the blessings honestly."
"Wouldn't it be nice to have a child?"
There is also the kind of head whale whose eyes are blinking so hard that at this time, they still haven’t noticed the problem.
Don't talk about your child's affairs with a pinch of salt.
Thanks to someone stepping on his foot hard, the guy was able to shut his mouth.
Yang Jianqiang stopped talking, and the originally joyful atmosphere suddenly dimmed. Everyone was hesitant and didn't know what to do.
"I said, our brothers had a great time drinking today, and we will keep in touch from now on. That's it. In fact, telling the truth is like farting."
But these words have already been said, and it is too late to make amends now.
Yang Jianqiang's mood is getting worse and worse.
It was a rare trip to my hometown today, and I felt very beautiful.
In addition, my son is so filial, capable and good at doing favors.
I gave so many things to the elderly and children in my village, and everyone thought of their old Yang family.
But I really think that something that I didn’t want to mention was brought up by someone.
The most important thing is that this child is a piece of Yang Jianqiang's heart that cannot be erased no matter what.
Yang Jianqiang felt uncomfortable every time he thought about this. He always felt like he had a big tumor on his body and had to remove it.
There are people nearby who want to toast.
Yang Jianqiang had no intention of drinking anymore and refused them all.
He turned around and stood up, clasping his hands behind his back in frustration, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
"It turns out it's not appropriate to drink so much just after I got back, and I have to help clean up the house. Let's just drink here, and I'll leave first."
Yang Jianqiang turned around as he spoke. Anyway, his expression couldn't be any worse. Rather than being embarrassed here, he might as well go back and find a place to sulk.
"Lao Yang, what do you think this is for? Everyone was just joking. Don't take it seriously."
"That's right. The child decides what matters to him. We can't control it. There's no need to talk about those things."
Yang Jianqiang didn't want to hear these next words anymore, so he just left to mind his own business and walked on the bluestone in the village with his head downcast.
This summer is when the sun is poisonous. As soon as I walk under the sun, the hot sun burns my back, causing it to burn.
But Yang Jianqiang has no intention to care about it now, and his heart feels as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
When I think about the rest of my life, I may not be able to see my grandchildren born until I am buried, it makes me feel so uncomfortable.
As I walked, there were always people saying hello to Yang Jianqiang.
I used to be happy when I came back, but now I always have a dark face.
The people in the village looked at Yang Jianqiang's strange appearance and thought someone owed him money.
"What's wrong with Lao Yang? It looks like he's in debt."