Yang Ruoqing couldn't stand it any longer, so she fetched a basin of water and sat beside it to scald her feet, planning to go back to bed and lie down.

Old Yangtou is here.

"Third brother, this Chinese New Year, dad is here to talk to you."

When the sound came, people had already entered the house.

Yang Huazhong and Sun quickly stood up.

Mrs. Sun timidly called Lao Yang, "Dad."

Yang Huazhong's lips twitched, but in the end he didn't shout.

He stood stiffly on the spot and did not ask Old Yang to sit down and drink tea.

Yang Ruoqing had her feet stuck in the basin, so it was naturally impossible for her to get up.

Even though her feet were not in the basin, she had no intention of getting up.

Mrs. Sun went over and poured a bowl of tea for Lao Yangtou.

Lao Yangtou did not drink the tea, but took out two packages of things from behind and placed them on the table.

"One pack is home-made sesame candy and maltose candy, making snacks for the children."

"One pack contains red dates to replenish your health."

"This is the New Year's money given to our three children by your mother and I. Don't dislike it if it's a little thoughtful."

Old Yang put the things on the table, sighed, turned around and walked towards the door of the house.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the two packages and three red envelopes on the table, and the muscles on the man's face twitched violently.

Still didn't say anything.

Lao Yangtou walked to the door of the house and paused.

Holding the door frame with one hand, he tilted his head slightly.

"This time you are in jail and there is no one in our family to take care of you. I know you are resentful in your heart."

"If you want to blame it, blame it on your father and my incompetence."

"No connections, it doesn't matter, no money. If you go there, you will be blind."

"Your mother and I were chanting about the Kitchen God and the ancestral tablets at home."

"I hope my ancestors will bless you and come home soon."

"Third child, you are the biological child of your parents. There are no parents in the world who don't care about their children."

"It's just that sometimes, my arms are long and my sleeves are short, and I feel powerless!"
Chapter completed!