Chapter 841: Mr. Fu Passes Away

After Zhou Ya came, Yang Dongxu's life became much more regular. Although he was very tired in the company every day, he would accompany Zhou Ya in the morning and have breakfast, and walk with her in the community after dinner in the evening.

On weekends, the two would drive out to go shopping or play together. He was definitely a model husband. Then less than half a month later, Yang's mother came to Shanghai in person.

"What's good in the city? There are so many people and it's so noisy. It's so good to have a balcony at home. I don't know if these vegetables are sprayed with pesticides." Yang's mother didn't like anything as soon as she entered the door.

And Yang Dongxu could only smile bitterly and start carrying things into the house in large and small bags. Not only did he carry things, but Du Fei and several others also came to help.

Occasionally, the neighbors passing by the door couldn't help but look curiously. If they hadn't found that they were all chickens, ducks, fish eggs, etc., they would have thought that the neighbor couple who had just moved in were moving.

Yang Dongxu didn't dare to speak and put the things he brought into the house into the refrigerator. He couldn't keep those live chickens and ducks on his balcony. Even if he could, the neighbors would definitely have complaints because of the strong smell. So when he got off the car, he asked someone to send them to the kitchen of Yangjiayan for processing.

But the refrigerator was still full of things, and there were still many things on the ground that couldn't be put in. Yang Dongxu had to ask Du Fei and others to carry them to Yangjiayan. There was a separate cold storage warehouse in the kitchen of Yangjiayan, otherwise he would have to go out and buy another freezer.

"Mom, don't be busy, just let Dongxu do it, sit down and drink some water." Zhou Ya said.

"Sit still and don't move to drink water. I'll pour it for you. Do you want to eat fruit? I'll wash the peaches and apricots that just came down from home." Before Zhou Ya could answer, she took the fruit to the kitchen to wash it. Cui Ma hurriedly followed to help.

Zhou Ya looked at her husband helplessly.

"That." Yang Dongxu didn't know what to say for a while.

He must have a headache if the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not harmonious, but this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship is too harmonious. Zhou Ya cares more about her mother than her own daughter, what should he say.

"If I continue to be raised by my mother like this, I'm afraid I will become a waste." Zhou Ya looked back at the kitchen carefully and whispered.

Yang Ma's care for her is really meticulous, even more meticulous than clothes and food, just helping her wash her hands and face, which made her really uncomfortable and ran to the Magic City to find Yang Dongxu.

Seeing his wife's helpless face and not knowing how to get angry and dissatisfied, Yang Dongxu just took a deep breath and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mom, my sister's due date is coming soon, right?" Yang Dongxu leaned against the kitchen door and said, Zhou Ya, who was sitting on the sofa, gave her husband a thumbs up.

"It's said to be the beginning of June." Yang Ma said, she was talking about the lunar calendar. The older generation counted the months like this, and according to the solar calendar, it should be mid-July, which is next month.

"It's just after the wheat harvest and there's nothing to do. Why don't you go with my dad to visit my sister? My uncle will take care of the house, and you can just treat it as a trip.

My dad keeps talking about how my brother-in-law raises wild boars. People like wild boars now, and you can go there to learn from them.

By the way, I'll be free in a few days, so I'll take Zhou Ya with you. There are many mountains in Sichuan, and the air should be good. I'll take Zhou Ya to relax." Yang Dongxu continued.

"What's there to relax? How can a pregnant woman run back and forth like this? It's so tiring to climb such a high mountain?" Mother Yang glanced at her son.

But thinking that her eldest daughter was about to give birth, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although her eldest daughter came home once and stayed for a while, she hasn't seen her for almost two months. Although she can call, she doesn't feel at ease when she can't see her.

"Then I'll go with you, and Zhou Ya can stay at home."

"Why do you like to run away so much? How can Zhou Ya be alone? Your dad and I will go to see her, and you should take good care of Xiao Ya. When we come back, you should go back to the village together. Why are you so busy at work? Why do you make so much money? It's enough for the family to live in peace and have enough money to spend." Yang's mother snorted.

It would be fine if her son didn't mention the eldest daughter, but she became more worried when she mentioned it. After all, this is the first time she is a grandmother, and her excitement and joy are no less than her in-laws' grandson.

When Yang's mother came to take care of Zhou Ya, Cui's mother had to wait for the rest, and Yang Dongxu was even driven out of the bedroom by Yang's mother to sleep in the living room, so as to prevent the young people from losing control and harming the fetus.

Originally, he thought that he would run with his wife until his mother went to his eldest sister's house, which would be at most a week at the end of the month. Unexpectedly, his mother had not left yet, and he was about to leave the Magic City.

"Help diligently when you can, don't be ignorant." Mother Yang at the Magic City Airport told her son: "I will take good care of Xiaoya at home, don't worry about you outside, and come back quickly after you finish your work."

"I know, mom, it will only take two or three days, I will come back immediately after the work is done over there." Yang Dongxu waved his hand, Du Fei carried the bag and followed behind him to get on the plane.

A few hours later, the plane landed in Hong Kong. As soon as they left the airport, a car drove over. Du Fei put the luggage in the trunk, made a gesture to the car behind, and then sat in the co-pilot seat.

Instead of entering the city, they went directly to the old house of the Fu family. As soon as the car stopped, Fu Dehai and several other sons in mourning clothes, as well as the third generation like Fu Chaming came to pay their respects to him.

"My condolences." Yang Dongxu could only stretch out his hand to let someone get up and comfort him.

The rich man's health was not very good after the Chinese New Year. He spent most of the past six months in the hospital. Although everyone had been mentally prepared before, when he actually left, Yang Dongxu suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

Because the rich old man is a few years younger than Mr. Xuan. Although after the old man is over seventy, there seems to be no difference in appearance between ninety and seventy years old, but where does age matter?

After going in to see the old man's body, Yang Dongxu didn't stay much longer in the rich family's old house. My family is very busy with funeral matters, so there is no need to stay and let others entertain me. The funeral won't start until tomorrow.

As a friend, he arrived early, and then came over to pay homage tomorrow, as long as he followed the etiquette. There really are other things that we should wait for the rich old man to sit down and talk about after he is buried.

"I heard that your grades have dropped again this semester. If you don't do well in the final exam, how will I deal with you?" There are many people from the mainland who come to pay homage to the rich old man. Some of them are just acquaintances with Yang Dongxu, but there is one person who is very familiar to him who is not someone else's. It's the little Hutou who is still in school.

Mr. Yi and Mr. Fu were also old friends before. When Mr. Yi passed away, the rich brothers arrived. Now that the rich old man has passed away, Little Tiger Head will naturally come over.

In recent years, Yang Dongxu has spent less time in Yanjing, and Xiao Hutou has basically lived on campus since he went to high school, so the two of them didn't see each other much. However, when they met, they slapped Xiao Hutou on the back of the head, and then The feeling of scolding someone is very familiar.

"Just wait two years. Master Du Suo said that once a person reaches thirty, his energy and blood begin to decline. In two years I will be able to beat you." Little Hutou looked at Yang Dongxu unconvinced.

"Do you believe this? How old is your Uncle Du Suo? Do you think it was your Uncle Du Suo who was more powerful in the past or your uncle Du Suo now." Yang Dongxu snorted.

"That's different!" Xiao Hutou roared, but looking at the troubled look on his face, it seemed that he was very unhappy that the time to defeat Yang Dongxu had to be postponed for a few years.

"What's the difference? Didn't your uncle Du Suo tell you that I practiced internal martial arts? And I also practiced Taoist Qi-nurturing Kung Fu. Compared with external martial arts, which takes a strong and fierce route and relies on the body to make a living, internal martial arts The peak period can be maintained for a long time, and it may become more powerful as you get older."

Yang Dongxu pinched his fingers. If it weren't for the inconvenience of being in the room, he would have taught the little tiger a lesson, and then he would feel the gap between the two again.

"I don't want to go to school anymore." Xiao Hu's head and shoulders slumped, and he sat on the sofa with a dejected look.

"Huh?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment. The topic was changed a bit abruptly, but then he reacted and said angrily: "If you don't want to go to school, what do you want to do? Do you want to go to heaven?"

"With my grades, I won't be able to get into college next year even if I work hard. The school leaders asked me to become an athlete, but I don't want to be an athlete."

Yang Dongxu's expression was obviously stunned again. Unexpectedly, Xiao Hutou gave such a reason. He frowned slightly and asked: "If you don't want to go to school or be an athlete, what do you want to do?"

At this time, he realized that no matter how much he bullied the little tiger, he could not ignore that he was almost eighteen years old this year, and he was a young man who started to have his own thoughts.

Although I help to discipline him because of my close relationship with the old man and the fact that Xiao Hutou lost his father when he was young, there are some things that since the child has grown up, he must respect the child's ideas.

"I want to play football." Xiao Hutou said with eyes shining.

"Didn't you say you don't want to be an athlete?" Yang Dongxu glared at him angrily, feeling that this little brat dared to play tricks on him after not being beaten for a while.

"The school physical education teacher asked me to sign up for the 100-meter race. I don't want to be a 100-meter athlete. I like playing football. I have liked playing football since I was a child." Xiao Hutou said with some excitement.

Yang Dongxu frowned with a thoughtful look on his face. He was not surprised when the school teacher suggested that the little tiger head run 100 meters. Because while he has specialized in Taoist health-preserving mental methods since he was a child, Xiao Hutou mainly focuses on external Kung Fu and internal mental methods and only practices them concurrently.

Because he became a monk halfway through, he couldn't be like Yang Dongxu, who spent a lot of money on physical training and Qi training like Yang Dongxu. If he specialized in internal medicine, he would not achieve anything in more than ten years.

It was a bit unrealistic for a hot-blooded boy to remain unwavering in the Xiu Nei family for more than ten years, so Du Suo taught the little Hutou how to get faster results and to practice horizontal kung fu.

However, although he followed the horizontal training route, under the guidance of a famous teacher, Xiao Hutou did not train to death, and the flexibility of his young body was maintained very well.

Coupled with a height of more than 1.8 meters, the explosion of horizontal kung fu and the coordination and flexibility of the body are indeed very suitable for running a 100-meter sprint. If you find a professional coach to train, you will be a good candidate for gold medals.

He was not surprised that the little tiger head liked football, because since he was a child, he would hold a football and kick it around and get beaten frequently. In school, I often got into fights because of playing football.

But Yang Dongxu always thought that these were children's play, but he didn't expect that Xiao Hutou wanted to make this a career.