Uncle Cai said, "There’s no big problem, just get a board, and put him flat on top of it."
As he spoke, Yang Dachuan found a wooden board, made a cushion with Old Yang’s quilt, and then, with Yang Da’an’s help, placed him on the board. During all this, Old Yang opened his eyes and glanced around but didn’t say anything before closing them again.
"Dad, you and Uncle should take Grandpa back to our house first. When he wakes up, my mom can make medicine for him. I’ll take care of things here!" When Yang Chuxia said this, Yang Dachuan’s heart trembled, let alone Yang Xiaochuan’s.
Previously, Yang Xiaochuan thought that Yang Chuxia seemed calm when she entered, so he assumed she wouldn’t trouble him anymore. It turned out she just hadn’t had time to deal with him yet.
Seeing the anger on Yang Chuxia’s face, Yang Xiaochuan knew that he was in trouble. He hurriedly rushed to Old Yang’s side and said to him lying on the board, "Dad, you can’t stay at my third brother’s house for treatment. If outsiders found out, wouldn’t it disgrace me?" He thought that he definitely couldn’t let the Old Master leave. If the Old Master left, then Yang Chuxia would certainly give him a ruthless beating.
As long as the Old Master was present, he would at least save face for the Old Master.
Ms.Luo also followed suit, calling out from behind Yang Xiaochuan, "Dad, Dad, just stay in the fourth branch of the family. I will take care of you!"
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes at their words, slapped the table with a loud "pa", making Yang Xiaochuan and Ms.Luo both turn to look at her.
"You two, shut up! Don’t you know the Old Master is injured and needs peace and quiet? Dad, Uncle, hurry up and take my Grandpa to our house!"
Yang Dachuan was also worried about his dad and didn’t want to leave him in the fourth branch of the family. So, he quickly carried him out. Seeing this, Ms.Liu brought a quilt and laid it on the old master. At this, Yang Chuxia looked at her more kindly.
Once Yang Dachuan and Yang Da’an were gone, Yang Xiaochuan knew he was in big trouble.
Yang Chuxia strode over to Yang Xiaochuan, and without saying much, kicked him, "You’re really something now, huh? Daring to push your own father, are you?"
"Yang Chuxia, let me remind you, I am your uncle! You better not go too far!" Yang Xiaochuan’s face darkened after being kicked. But in his agitation, he aggravated the pain in the corner of his mouth where Yang Da’an had punched him earlier.
"Me going too far?" Yang Chuxia suddenly stood on the chair in front of Yang Xiaochuan, looking down on him. "You dare to push your own father, and with him bleeding you still didn’t let people call a doctor. Are you saying I went too far? You’re trying to kill your own father, you know?"
"Forget it, I won’t waste my time talking to scum like you."
Yang Chuxia jumped off the chair, picked up the broom that Old Yang had been using, and swung it at Yang Xiaochuan. As she struck him, she said, "In our Old Yang family, we’re supposed to be kind-hearted by nature. Your damned mother said you were my Grandpa’s son, but your character really doesn’t look like it at all."
Yang Xiaochuan, of course, wouldn’t let Yang Chuxia hit him without resistance, but he couldn’t beat her, and he didn’t have her agent-like skills. Ms.Luo was the same way.
Ms.Luo, however, was unwilling to accept the beating. She shielded her head and ran around the room while shouting, "Yang Chuxia, we are your elders. If you keep beating us , you’ll be struck by lightning."
"Hmph, the two of you still have the nerve to act as my elders? Besides, even if you are my elders, so what? In our Old Yang household, beating elders is perfectly justified, a justification you two helped create. My Grandpa is your own father, yet you still pushed him, watched him bleed but didn’t treat him."