Days passed, and the cold war really lasted for more than a month.
Old Yangtou had to call there every day, but unfortunately, the call never seemed to go through.
After this, Lao Yang became more and more sad and sad.
Lin Shuyi and Shen Fu always tried their best to make him happy, but they both knew that if Yang Jianguo's matter was not resolved, Old Yang would probably not be able to be happy.
In fact, old Yang has thought a lot these days. The house is dead, but people are alive. If he really cut off the relationship with his son because of the house, even if he died, he would feel ashamed to see his wife. Lao Yang The head always felt that if his mother hadn't died because he was so young, Yang Jianguo's temperament would not be the same as now, and it's all because he didn't teach him well.
When he was thinking about it, Old Yang felt that he could just sell it. Anyway, he wouldn't live for a few more years, and anyway, the house would be theirs in the future. Even if it was sold, his wife probably wouldn't blame him.
After thinking about it for two nights, he decided to compromise and give the house to them. As for the restaurant, he also thought about it, so he left the restaurant to Lin Shuyi as he first thought. Anyway, Yang Jianguo and the others didn't have any interest. Take over, and after the house is sold, he doesn't plan to move there to live with them, he still wants to rent a house near here, Ye Luo returns to his roots, he won't live for many years, and he doesn't want to go to other places to mess around, so he just stays. It's good to spend the rest of my life in this restaurant.
As soon as I told Grandma Xiaowan about this idea, she was scolded by Grandma Xiaowan.
"I said you just have such a good temper. What Zhao Xuemei was waiting for was your words. You can still make her wish come true..."
Old Yang sighed and raised his eyes to look at her, "I can't really break off with him just because of a house."
Grandma Xiaowan stopped talking all of a sudden, and she felt sorry for the parents of the world. Even if her son was nothing, she wouldn't take it seriously that a few parents were willing to break up with them. What's more, she always felt that Yang Jianguo's child was not good-natured. Bad, the bad thing is marrying an ignorant wife.
"Then are you going to find them in the city by yourself?"
Old Yang sighed again, "They don't even answer my calls now, what should I do if I don't go to them?"
"Then you really want to move to live with them when the time comes, can you bear Zhao Xuemei's temper?"
"I've thought about it, I don't want to go, just rent a house here, find a place to live, I'm so old, I can't adapt to a different environment, let the fallen leaves return to their roots, let's spend the rest of my life here."
Talking about these topics can't help being sad, Grandma Xiaowan didn't know what to say, not to mention she couldn't take Lao Yang's idea, so she stopped talking, looked at the two busy children outside, and said, "What about this restaurant?" ? You always don't give it to them."
"I won't give it anymore. Jianguo and the others have no intention of doing it. If they gave it, it would just be sold. This restaurant is not big and not worth the money. Xuemei shouldn't want it too much. I want Xiaoyi to inherit it This restaurant will pass on my craft."
Grandma Xiaowan actually thought about what Old Yang would say. He never valued money, love and righteousness. It's a pity that good people don't get rewarded. He gave birth to a cowardly and useless son. At such an old age, I still have to suffer from these angers.
"Hey, it's good to leave it to this child. You don't want to listen to something. Although this child has no relationship with you, he is more filial to you than your sons and grandchildren."
Old Yang grinned, "Yeah, I always think about it, if only it was my grandson, I can't stop smiling from ear to ear in my dreams."
"By the way, when do you plan to go?"
"It's going to be a few days, it's a little uncomfortable these days."
"Uncomfortable?" Grandma Xiaowan looked at Lao Yang and sized him up and down, "Where is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Seeing that she was about to go outside to call Shen Fu and Lin Shuyi, Old Yang quickly waved his hands, "Don't call, don't call, it's nothing serious, it's just that my stomach hurts, probably because I was in a bad mood a few days ago and didn't eat much. After eating some jujube and millet porridge, I feel much better, so don’t let the two children know about it and worry about it.”
"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it."
Grandma Xiaowan also knew that Old Yang was in a bad mood these days, and the two children had tried their best to make him happy, so it was not good to make them worry about these trivial things.
On Zhao Xuemei's side, she was unplugging the phone line and waiting for Old Yang to bring the house to her door. Then something happened. It turned out that Zhao Xuemei's natal mother was sick. They were all hospitalized, and Zhao Xuemei's eyes were red when she received the call, and she immediately asked Yang Jianguo to pack up his things and take a car to take a look.
In fact, Yang Jianguo was worried about returning home, but he didn't really want to go, because he was still thinking about his father, so he wanted to let Zhao Xuemei go alone, but when Zhao Xuemei heard this, he exploded, "My mother is sick. I’m in the hospital, and you can’t tell me? Why? Your father is a father, but my mother is not a mother, right?!”
Yang Jianguo was most afraid of Zhao Xuemei's yelling loudly, so after Zhao Xuemei said nothing, Yang Jianguo compromised again, and coaxed him with a low eyebrow, "Slow down, can I go? It's been so long and I haven't heard from Dad." Aren’t I worried? I still want to go back and have a look in the next two days.”
Zhao Xuemei was furious, "Look, what's interesting, your dad won't call unless he's on the phone, he's doing well at home anyway, my mom is sick, and you still only think about your dad, after all, is it your biological son?" Ah, my mother treats you as well as dogs."
"You..." Yang Jianguo's face was flushed red, and Zhao Xuemei had nothing to say.
Before leaving, Zhao Xuemei told Yang Xiao behind Yang Jianguo's back, "If your grandpa calls, don't answer it. If he comes, you can tell me again. Remember, don't let your father know."
Yang Xiao was left at home to guard the door. At the moment, he was playing games while absent-mindedly coping twice. Hearing his promise, Zhao Xuemei left in peace.
Yang Xiao played the game all afternoon, and then he was bored and called everywhere to find someone to play cards. Although he was in his twenties, he didn't go to work. , This job is too tiring, that job is too low salary, every month I take the money I got from Zhao Xuemei to eat, drink and have fun, and recently I am addicted to playing cards. I wanted to find someone to play poker with, but now that I'm bored, I thought about it again.
After closing the door neatly and going out, Yang Xiao forgot his mother's words.
Not long after Yang Xiao left, Old Yang arrived at their community.
Although Yang Jianguo's family has bought a house in this community for several years, old Yangtou has only been here less than ten times in total. When he first bought the house, Zhao Xuemei asked him to come here to look at it several times, saying that the place here is good , the house type is good, and the house sells quickly. Later, after the down payment was called, he was not called so much, and every time he came, he always broke up because of various things. Gradually, the old man I don't really think about coming here anymore. The last time I came here was not long ago because of the house, Lao Yang sighed. In fact, Grandma Xiaowan was right. His son and daughter-in-law were really fine and never asked him to come here.
Yang Jianguo and the others live on the sixth floor. Although the house in this community has been around for several years, it is still not cheap at all. The down payment spent all the old Yang's savings when he bought it back then, and Zhao Xuemei's family finally made tens of thousands of dollars. Now this area is even more expensive, even second-hand housing is extremely hot, so they were right at the beginning, the house was bought, and it was considered a profit. Thinking of this, Old Yang comforted himself, since Seeing that this house can make money, then maybe Zhao Xuemei's beauty salon can also make money, and then the whole family will not have to rely on Yang Jianguo alone.
When I went up to the sixth floor, I ran into the neighbors next door. They were an old couple who lived here with their son. It’s funny to say that Yang Jianguo’s house has been bought here for so long. It was the first time I saw Lao Yangtou, knowing that he still had a father, the three of them said hello and said a few words before Lao Yangtou knocked on Yang Jianguo's door.
The couple were still a little surprised, "Don't you have a key to the house?"
Old Yang shook his head, the door was still quiet and there was no sound at all, the old couple who were going to enter the house, but they didn’t go in after seeing this, and saw that Lao Yang knocked again, but still no one responded, so he He opened the door of his house, "Old man, why don't you come in and sit for a while, I guess they have gone out."
It's already here, and Lao Yangtou has no acquaintances here, so he can only agree to someone's kind invitation, "That's troublesome."
"What kind of trouble is it to be polite?"
Invite Old Yang into the house, and the old lady will go to cook, and the old man will talk with Old Yang.
"Why didn't you call your son before you came?"
It's hard for Old Yang to say that he doesn't have his son's phone number, so he can only say vaguely, "I called, I guess I have something to go out."
In fact, there should usually be someone at home at this time, because Yang Jianguo should have already left work, and he specially chose this time for dinner, because he was afraid that there would be no one at home at other times.
After waiting for a long time without hearing any movement from the opposite house, the old man asked Old Yang to have dinner, but Old Yang couldn't evade it, so he gave the couple a box of things he brought, and then sat down to eat with peace of mind.
As a result, halfway through eating, Lao Yang felt his stomach ache again.
At first, Old Yang did not take it seriously, because he was always in pain recently, and it would be good to take some painkillers, but this time he was out of the house, and he didn't think about taking medicine, he didn't expect to feel pain at this time, and it was not good To put it bluntly, Lao Yangtou could only endure it, and when the old man sitting across from him realized something was wrong, Lao Yangtou had already fallen to the ground in pain.
"Old man! Old man!"
Old Yang stared at the shaking shadow in front of him in a daze, and finally passed out.