Chapter 1302

"Son -" Li Daguang looked at Yang Song, wrinkled, tearful and sobbing.

"Stop talking nonsense and kowtow first." Yang Song was neither angry nor excited. He was very calm and persistent. He had to knock Li Daguang for him.

The melon eaters have suspected Li Daguang: "how many times have you said you want to kowtow to chef Yang? Why don't you kowtow?"

"It's just a head. I can't knock it down after shouting for a long time."

"If you cheat, you should act like a liar. You can't shout slogans!"

"This skill is not good. When childe Lu died, some women outside held the child and said it was the seed of Childe Lu. They cried and cried. They wanted to keep childe Lu's soul for a lifetime. They only asked the Lu family to keep her child. They acted really, let alone kowtow. They cried and cried on their knees all day and night in the heavy rain. They also cut their hair and said they wanted to become a nun to pray for the Lu family."

"You have to learn from others. If you cheat, you have to be willing to pay the capital, otherwise, like now, no one will believe that you are chef Yang's father!"

Li Daguang was silly: "no one believes me?"

"Yes, I don't believe it first."

"I'll be the second."

"I don't believe it either."

"We don't believe it!"

Li Daguang: if you don't believe it, why do you look at Du Lizhi and say?

"Whether you kowtow or not, we don't believe you are chef Yang's father."

"We don't believe who will say it's chef Yang's father today."

"Yes, I don't believe it!"

Yang Song patted Li Daguang on the head: "yes, don't believe it. My father died long ago."

"I'm an orphan."

He has no father.

"Son!" Li Daguang fainted with his head covered and fell on the ground.

The people who eat melons are really scared.

"Won't you die?"

"I didn't die. I may have an emergency. After all, I look old."

"Chef Yang, why don't you send people to the hospital first?"

Yang Song: "don't send it. It's a heart disease. He needs heart medicine."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Can't chef Yang call him dad?"

Hearing this, Li Zhuang rushed over and hugged Li Daguang: "brother, Dad's wish is that you can recognize him and are willing to follow us home!"

"Call Dad!"

Yang Song shook his head: "you've made a mistake. A heart attack refers to an unfulfilled wish. For example, he said five times to kowtow to me, but he didn't kowtow. That's why he fainted."

The top priority is to kowtow to Li Daguang.

Li Daguang, who was in a coma, was almost in a coma. He quietly squeezed Li Zhuang's hand.

"Brother, Dad fainted, and you asked him to kowtow to you?" Li Zhuang wiped his eyes mercilessly, but he didn't shed a few tears.

"You can kowtow for your father when the father pays his debts." Yang Songdao.

"Let me kowtow to you, and you deserve it?" Li Zhuang bullied Yang Song for many years. Last time Yang Song robbed him of his meal and remembered his revenge.

Yang Song stands out, but Li Zhuang hates him even more.

How can a man who has been trampled in the mud under his feet be more beautiful than him?

Can Yang Song not understand Li Zhuang?

Li Daguang didn't want to kowtow in order to cheat money. Li Zhuang was spoiled and grew up, and he couldn't be angry.

"You're finished." Yang Song whispered.

Du Lizhi immediately said, "what's the matter? Don't your family treat chef Yang very well?"

The melon eaters immediately followed.

"Your father always wants to kowtow to chef Yang, but he hasn't done it. Why can't you be a son?"

"Chef Yang is definitely not your big brother. If your brother dares to talk to your big brother like this, he should break his leg."

"It's a liar."

"You and your father are both liars, and the villagers behind are all liars, all to cheat money."

"It's shameless to cheat money and cheat recipes."

"You may not be the old man's son."

Li Zhuang was in a hurry: "who said that? This is my father. I've been called my father for more than ten years! We are our own father and son!"

"Then why can't you kick your father and kowtow?"

"Your father is still in a coma. If you want him to wake up, kowtow quickly."

Yang Song: "I'll wait."

Li Zhuang gritted his teeth: "I won't knock him."

"Unfilial, unfilial!"

"Do you kowtow or not? If you don't kowtow, your father won't wake up!"

Li Zhuang: "why do you want me to kowtow? Just let Yang Song recognize my father?"

"Chef Yang is not your father's son. Your father faints only when he is ashamed. As your father's son, you have to make amends for him, or he won't wake up."

Du Lizhi followed the coax and broke in from time to time.

The melon eaters worried that they would be ridiculed by him again, and immediately followed.

Yang Song also said, "he's right. Make amends for your father."

"Yang Song, you are my father's son. Our family raised you. You can't help but repay your kindness!" Li Zhuang shouted.

"I have a hundred liang of silver. How much do I owe you?" Yang song suddenly said.

Li Zhuang's turbid eyes became more turbid and his throat swallowed hard.

One hundred Liang, silver!

He is so big that he can have a hundred liang of silver for the first time!

"Give it all to us! It's not easy for our family to raise you!"

I have a big appetite.

Yang Song added, "how can I give it to you? Don't you also give it to other villagers? The whole village is kind to me. Let me see how many people you have come?"

On the count, there are nineteen people.

"Everyone has two liang silver. I can still have two liang left. It's very good."

One hundred Liang becomes two Liang.

Li Zhuang was immediately dissatisfied: "no, don't give it to them! Give it to me!"

There are one hundred liang of silver. He is the richest man in several nearby villages. He will marry whoever daughter he likes.

He wants to build a big house, marry several, and take concubines.

Maybe he can live in Baishui city and become a city man.

Li Zhuang greedily looked at the more beautiful women in beautiful clothes and skirts among the melon eating people.

The women in the city are more beautiful than those in the countryside. Only they deserve to marry him.

He wants to marry three at once!

"How can I give you a hundred liang of silver? Not everyone in the village is kind to me?" Yang Song found that Li Dazhuang couldn't help it. The goods were also eyeing one hundred liang of silver.

"I really can't give you two liang each. The men and women of the whole village add up to more than 100 people?"

One or two silver is not enough for each person.

"Don't give it to them!" Li Zhuang shouted out with the other villagers.

"Give it to me, give me a hundred Liang!"

"One hundred Liang is mine!"

"You give it to me, don't give it to them!"

Nineteen people were crazy. They all shouted at Yang Song for the hundred Liang silver.

For people who have never had enough, one hundred Liang means life in a dream.

They will never be hungry again. They will eat chicken, duck and fish from morning to night, marry a daughter-in-law, live in the city, go to the brothel, rather than climb a widow's bed.

Who doesn't want one hundred liang of silver?

Li Zhuang stared at the villagers fiercely: "how dare you rob me?"

"Why not? Our whole village raised Yang Song!" It's good enough that they don't lie much. They dare to believe their own lies.

"You fart!" An old and ferocious voice sounded.

Yang Song smiled: "village head, you wake up. Come and kowtow."