"Why is his face so dark? He wasn't like this just now. What happened?"
"He's got such a bad temper. We don't owe him any money, so who do you think he's showing off to like this?"
"It's no wonder that my family is rich and can throw shame on everyone now. How can we, poor people, compare with them? They will never come back in the future."
"That's what I'm saying. This is a big family, so let's just do our own small business honestly."
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Yang Jianqiang was furious when he heard the villagers behind him talking about him. He was so angry that he turned his head and glared behind him.
Originally, those few people only said a few words, but after being stared at like that, they were immediately scared to death.
Yang Jianqiang's reputation for bad temper has completely spread.
Yang Jianqiang also knew that he had acted like this just now, so would he be able to do anything good if he looked down upon the villagers?
But there is nothing we can do.
This person's mood is already so bad that he doesn't care what others think.
Yang Jianqiang wanted to spread the anger but didn't go out, so he could only return home silently and chirping.
By this time, Yang Caifeng and Su Yi had almost tidied up the house.
The house had been unoccupied for a long time, and it had accumulated a lot of dust. No one had repaired it, but within half a year, the branches above it had pressed against the roof.
If dry eyes are left untreated, the roof will collapse and the rain will turn into leaks.
Moreover, the rainy season at home is very long. If there is a big hole in the roof, it will definitely be uninhabitable in the future.
Yang Ling borrowed a ladder from a neighboring house, climbed up, and was placing the chopped tree branch.
I happened to see my father come back with a sullen expression on his face, as if he had stepped on shit outside.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go there to drink? Why are you back so early?"
Yang Jianqiang raised his head and glanced at his son. He had no temper towards his son.
"I don't want to drink anymore."
The suffocating breath was still stuck in his chest, and Yang Jianqiang could only hold it down by himself.
"Don't you usually like to drink the most? I remember when you were at home, you could drink with them all afternoon. Today, you can finish it in half an hour?"
Yang Jianqiang really didn't have the strength to answer, so he shook his head and walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
After arriving in the courtyard, Yang Jianqiang walked into the small room next to him without talking to Yang Caifeng and Su Yi.
Yang Caifeng looked at Yang Jianqiang's back and muttered.
"What's wrong with your dad? He looks like he's been fed gunpowder. He puts on a bad face when he comes back. I don't think he'll ever come back again."
Su Yi also looked at her father curiously.
Yang Jianqiang looked back and met Su Yi's eyes. The two looked at each other.
Yang Jianqiang obviously looked disappointed, sighed and entered the room.
"Dad may be in a bad mood."
Su Yi said.
Yang Caifeng said unhappily.
"I finally came back and put on a bad face to show someone."
Yang Jianqiang seemed to think that it was okay, and he always felt uncomfortable in his heart. He walked out of the house with his hands behind his back and glared at his son on the roof.
"Xiao Ling, come in, dad has something to tell you."
"Dad, I still have this little to do. I will finish it soon. You can go pick it up for a while."
"What are you doing, come down quickly, I have something important to do."
Yang Ling didn't know what was going on with her father. He felt as if he had eaten gunpowder when he came back today.
It seemed like it was about to explode at any moment.
After breaking off the last branch and throwing it into the yard, Yang Ling climbed down the ladder. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his father sitting on the edge of the bed with a dark face, staring at him.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Jianqiang snorted and said.
"What's wrong? You're so old and you don't have a child. When do you think you two can wait?"
Yang Ling glanced behind him and said to his father.
"Dad, haven't we already agreed that we won't talk about it in advance? Why do we keep talking about it happily when we go home?"
"As soon as I talk about having a baby, you won't be happy, right?"
Yang Jianqiang did not hide his voice at all.
"You said that it's a good time for a child as old as you to have a bigger career now. You said that having children after this grade will be different."
"If you have to delay it, until when? The people who are delaying it are already old and can't give birth."
Su Yi heard these words clearly in the yard, and her face gradually turned pale.
Su Yi knew that Yang Ling loved her very much.
So after the last confession, Yang Ling never said anything or showed any dislike.
It's just what the husband thinks, but sometimes he can't decide everything.
There is also a father who wants his son every day.
But I can't give the old Yang family a descendant.
Su Yi didn't know what to do.
A strong sense of helplessness wrapped Su Yi tightly.
"Su Yi, it's okay. Don't listen to your dad's nonsense."
Yang Caifeng patted Su Yi and comforted her.
"Now that medical conditions are advanced, it will be fine if you give birth when you are older. Your dad is too stubborn and always likes to say such things. Don't take it to heart."
Su Yi shook her head and wanted to say that she was fine, but she had no strength at all.
"I have told you many times that I will do this and I will also find a way. Can you please not say it in front of Su Yi?"
"Then why can't you say it? I don't understand!"
Yang Jianqiang said angrily.
"You said you both came here when it was so difficult."
"That's right, Dad is incompetent. Our family's conditions were poor at first. If you said we couldn't afford it, we would put it off for now. But now that you are capable, your business has grown so big, and you are still at a good age. You said
What are you waiting for?"
"This one waits for a year or two, the first waits for a year or two, how many people have a year or two."
Yang Ling was also speechless.
Yang Ling has also asked many friends about Su Yi's affairs, but there are no results yet.
What would your father think if you confessed this matter to him?
Definitely not acceptable.
But we can't just drag it on forever.
If it keeps dragging on like this, with her father nagging her every day, can Su Yi bear it?
On one side is the father, on the other side is the beloved wife.
"Dad, I understand what you're saying, and I'm preparing for it, but this kind of thing is between the two of us, so don't talk about it again in the future, okay?"
He also knew that his son was angry, so Yang Jianqiang said it bluntly.
"I don't have any objection if you say that. Anyway, as long as you promise to let me hold my grandson in the next two years, I will sew my mouth shut!"
"I can't promise you!"
"Do you think your kid is stupid?"
Before Yang Jianqiang could speak, Su Yi suddenly stood at the door.
Su Yi leaned against the door frame and said to Yang Jianqiang.