"Uncle three, this memorial tablet can't be moved casually. You alerted Grandpa. He came back to see you!" Yang Song smiled.

"No way, the old thing died long ago." Yang Dabao's face turned white with fear. The memorial tablet in his hand was no longer a confidence, but a hot potato. He threw it on the ground impatiently: "bah, bad luck!"

"Third brother, how can you?" Yang Laosi quickly picked up Yang Dabao's memorial tablet and put it on the free table.

"Old man, if you want to find it, you can find the fourth family. You have lived here for so long and know it well. Don't scare me!" Yang Laosan wanted to run after saying that. Yang Ming grabbed his arm and said, "Dad, what are you running for? Didn't we come to drink and eat meat? Look, the banquet is better than the dishes cooked in big restaurants in the city. It's at least eight or nine hundred to eat in the city. It's free to eat here."

The family came to beg for food. In order to stutter, they even got their father's memorial tablet.

"Grandpa really loves your family in vain."

Yang Laosan is not used to being trampled. The fourth family, who has been trampled for most of his life, suddenly won't be trampled by him. Conditioned reflex wants to scold back and play rogue. He is the best at it.

Yang Song's smiling eyes made Yang Lao San suddenly give advice.

When he counseled, he didn't want to admit it. Instead, he became angry and slapped his son in the face: "eat your mother's food, hungry ghost reincarnation? You know to eat!"

Yang Laosan went back in anger. His daughter-in-law Zhang Guilan hurriedly took his son away: "what else to eat? Your boy has no eyes? They are almost finished. Let's go first today and eat again another day."

Zhang Guilan took her son and ran away. The whole family didn't remember to send Zhang Dabao's memorial tablet back.

Yang's father and mother didn't eat any food, so they planned to personally return the memorial tablet to the ancestral temple. Yang Song stopped them: "Mom and Dad, I'm not at home. Do they often come to trouble you?"

"I don't come often..."

"That's why they still bully you. Why didn't they tell me earlier?" Yang Song hated and regretted it. He shouldn't let it go so gently last time.

Cleaned up the hooligans, but forgot that sometimes broken bones and tendons are more bastards.

Once upon a time, the third Yang took advantage of the Yang Song family by relying on Yang Dabao. Later, he bullied people by relying on two money in his family. Now the Yang Song family is better than their family. They bullied people because of their imbalance.

That's an asshole.

There's really no way to get into a scoundrel?

"What do we have to bully him?" Father Yang said, "you are promising. Your mother and I will live a good life at home now. We are happy and satisfied."

Yang's mother wanted to say something, but Yang's father stopped her.

Yang Song saw clearly that his parents were kind-hearted. Even if they suffered losses, they were not easy to say right and wrong behind their backs.

It must not be easy for my mother to bear it.

After dinner, Yang Song took the excuse to go out for a walk and went to Aunt Ding's house with a gift. Half an hour later, Yang Song was sent out by Aunt Ding's son. He was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.

Yang Laosan had the cheek to go to his house to borrow money. He not only borrowed money, but also took things. Yang Ming and his mother Zhang Guilan searched the maintenance products left by Yang Song to his parents.

"Their husband and wife are so shameless. Yang Laosan called your parents out. Yang Ming and his mother took advantage of no one in your house and directly pulled things away in a tricycle. They were so angry that your mother wanted to call the police. Your good third uncle scolded your mother and said he dared to call the police to catch his son and wife, so he could lift your grandfather's coffin and ask someone to carry it to your house."

Yang Song looked at the third Yang family in the north and said, "I didn't calculate with you the account that hurt my father's broken leg. I also accepted the compensation for usury on my family. If you let me, you'll become more and more shameless and bully my parents more unscrupulously. In that case, don't blame me."

Yang Song told Meng Shihan and Meng Shijia to accompany their parents at home and called Chen Ming out: "take you to a good place."

"What's a good place? Is there something delicious?" Chen Ming really doesn't change his nature of eating goods.

"Don't talk nonsense. Follow me. You can't live without food."

Then they went to the cemetery two miles away from the west of the village.

When they arrive, the sun just sets and the sunset is full. If you look elsewhere, it will be a beautiful scene.

Standing in front of the cemetery, listening to the crows.

Chen Ming couldn't help hugging himself and shivering, "is this what you said?"

"If you're afraid, go back." Yang Songdao.

"We won't eat here today? Is it because there are some secret ingredients hidden in the grave?"

"I really want to eat here." Yang Songdao.

Chen Ming went directly to him and said, "what are you talking about? I'm the kind of person who has no loyalty?"

Then he turned back and asked, "what shall we eat today?"

Yang Song: "this is a cemetery. Are you really not afraid? Do you want to stay here for dinner?"

"As long as you cook, where to eat, not to eat?" Chen Ming's self-cultivation of eating goods is definitely full marks.

Yang Song: "you are cruel!"

He really deserves to be his friend.

"What do you mean? We won't make food for you? Aren't we out to play game?"

"Remind you again, this is a cemetery. What game do you eat?"

Yang Song stopped in front of a stone house with him. Chen Ming was still very excited: "it's rare. This kind of stone house is stronger than iron. Why is the door so big?"

knock at the door.

"Uncle Ye, are you asleep? I'm Yang Song. I'm here to bring you food."

The gate burst open, and a fat old man jumped out with a red face:

"Komatsu, what shall we eat today?"

"Wine and meat, good thing!" Yang Song raised the box in his hand.

"Come in!" The wild old man's excited eyes lit up and invited them in.

He is a local graveyard keeper.

After 40 years of guarding the cemetery, the stone house looks ugly. There are all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances in it, and even the sofa is mahogany.

Chen Ming also found a massage chair, a famous brand, at least 100000.

Who keeps the cemetery so well?

"Brother song, the richest man in your village is here?" Chen Ming was surprised.

"Don't talk nonsense. Warm the wine for the wild old man and I'll bake the string." In Yang Song's box, there are 50 kebabs of mutton, 50 kebabs of beef and a steamed chicken. After they are all handled, they can be roasted on fire.

"Meat alone is not beautiful. You have to eat some vegetarian food." Yelao is a very flexible fat man. He fished out luobaoding and sour bamboo shoots from the jar.

Chen mingre's wine is yellow rice wine, which is filled with rock sugar, ginger slices and green plum. The wine is fragrant, and the roasted string of poplar pine is better.

"Eat."

The three drank and ate meat at their heads, even ignoring their words.

When he really ate, Chen Ming found that the fat old man was a master.

He can eat three kebabs of meat in one breath. His mouth is too much. The sign is clean. He doesn't even have any oil residue. It's the same as washing with detergent.

"Yang Song, your skill is OK. My old man hasn't eaten such delicious barbecue for many years?"

"The wine is also good."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"