As Yang Ruoqing predicted, the three and four of them expressed their attitude and left the old house.

Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Hualin and the others did not go to the south of the village.

Regarding the fight, both sides are still angry for the time being.

But in the next two days, both old and young Yangtou were rushing to Uncle Dan's house.

The doors of Li Zheng and other prestigious village elders in the village were also trampled on by Yangtou, both young and old.

Young old Yangtou's son, Yang Ruolan's uncle Yang Zhenbang, also came back to the village from his shop in a neighboring town.

Young and old, old and young, were fighting over each other to enter the concubine's name into the family tree.

Their respective sons are also waving flags and shouting.

In the past few decades, the lonely grave that no one cared about has now become a popular place.

This matter became a topic of discussion during the twelfth lunar month in Changping Village and even with villagers in villages ten miles away.

This is a tug-of-war, with both sides at loggerheads.

However, the third and fourth bedrooms of Lao Yang's family did not participate and maintained a cold-looking attitude.

On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, the restaurants in the town are closing.

Yang Ruoqing went to town in the morning to settle the last wages of the year to the steward and workers, and also gave everyone extra red envelopes.

After closing the shop door, everyone happily went home to celebrate the New Year.

On the way back to the village, Yang Ruoqing met Yan Huaian again.

"Uncle Yan, are you going to Changping Village?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

He slowed down his carriage and kept pace with his.

Yan Huaian was very happy to see Yang Ruoqing.

"Yes, I have been waiting in the town for several days, but I haven't seen the exact results from Li Zheng, so I came to the village for a visit."

Yan Huaian said.

Speaking of this, as a member of the old Yang family, Yang Ruoqing felt ashamed.

In the past two days, the old and the young have been fighting openly and secretly in the village.

Both parties were racking their brains to come up with evidence that they were the legitimate descendants of the concubine.

Busy trying to please Li Zheng and several village elders.

On the other side, old and young Yangtou sends his sons to the town every day to win over Yan Huaian.

I heard that Yang Zhenbang and Yang Hualin met yesterday on their way to the town to win over.

In the past, Yang Hualin relied on Yang Zhenbang, his brother-in-law, to do errands and run errands.

Now, in order to compete for the generous gift Yan Huaian promised.

The boat of friendship between these two people capsized quickly.

The two almost started fighting, but were pulled away by Yang and Yang Ruolan who came from behind.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that the old man Yan Huai'an might not be able to stand the harassment from these two people every day.

So I planned to go into the village to see the situation.

"Uncle Yan, I happen to be going home too, let's come together." Yang Ruoqing extended the invitation.

Yan Huaian nodded happily.

"That day at your restaurant, thank you Miss Yang for paying the bill for me."

Yan Huaian added, "I didn't expect that Miss Yang could manage such a large restaurant at such a young age. The dishes are also very unique. She has a lot of potential!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed when she heard this.

"Old man Yan came all the way here. It's only right for me, the younger generation, to show my kindness as a landlord."

When the conversation changed, she said modestly: "How can I compare with you, Mr. Yan, with this small fortune of this junior? It's ridiculous!"

The two of them talked and laughed along the way.

Yang Ruoqing introduced him to the customs and customs of this place, and talked about the majestic and seemingly endless Mianniu Mountain in the distance...

The topic will not involve the thank-you gifts and the old and young Yangtou at all.

Yan Huaian listened with interest all the way.

My impression of Yang Ruoqing is also better.

When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the village, Yang Ruoqing said to Yan Huaian: "This is my home. Uncle Yan, would you like to come to my home to sit for a while and finish your tea?"

Yan Huaian didn't show any pretense, nodded with a smile, and followed Yang Ruoqing out of the car.

As soon as the two of them entered the courtyard, Yang Huazhong ran over from inside.

It looked like he was going out.

"Dad, where are you going so fast?" Yang Ruoqing shouted to Yang Huazhong opposite.

Yang Huazhong raised his head and saw Yang Ruoqing entering the courtyard, followed by an old man with a white beard.

"Qing'er, this is...?"

Yang Huazhong was surprised.

Yang Ruoqing came over and gave a brief introduction to the two of them.

Yang Huazhong suddenly realized.

The last time Yan Huaian came over, he only heard what the villagers said and didn't go to Li Zheng's house to see it with his own eyes.

Judging from his age, he should be in his seventies.

Yang Huazhong quickly stretched out his hands: "It turns out that you are a distinguished guest. Please come in quickly..."

Yan Huaian smiled and said: "No hurry, no hurry. Brother Huazhong, I just saw you running in a hurry. Is there something important you need to do?"

After Yan Huaian's reminder, Yang Huazhong came back to his senses.

The man's eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing beside him.

"Qing'er, hurry up, go to Uncle Fu's house in the old village and ask him to come over quickly and show Tang Yazi a look." Yang Huazhong said.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.

"Tang Yazi? He's back? What happened to him?" she asked repeatedly.

Yang Huazhong said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's not a big deal, it's just a bloody cut on your butt, in the guest room over there..."

A bloody cut?

Yang Ruoqing frowned, said hello to Yan Huai'an, and ran to the guest room over there.

Yang Huazhong said to Yan Huaian: "I'm sorry, there's something going on at home, so I'm neglecting you. Please come to the house quickly..."

Yan Huaian looked at the direction in which Yang Ruoqing ran away and asked Yang Huazhong: "Looking at Miss Yang's anxious expression, who is that Tang Yazi...?"

Yang Huazhong said: "He is my prospective son-in-law. The two children are engaged, but they are not married yet."

"Oh!" Yan Huaian nodded slightly and said to Yang Huazhong: "Let's go and have a look and see if we can help."

The two of them immediately walked toward the guest room.

Inside the guest room.

When Yang Ruoqing opened the door and came in, she saw Luo Fengtang lying on the bed.

The upper body is wearing an inner jacket, and a quilt is covering the waist.

Beside the bed, Lao Suntou, his uncle, and an unfamiliar old man from the mountains were also surrounding the bed.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Lao Suntou and the others felt like they had found a savior.

"Qing'er, come and take a look, Tang Yazi is injured!" Old Sun said anxiously.

Yang Ruoqing quickly came to the bedside.

At this time, Luo Fengtang heard the noise, raised his body and turned around.

"Qing'er, I'm fine, just a little skin injury!"

He grinned at her.

But that smile gave off an air of weakness.

"If there's anything wrong, you have to let me see first!"

Yang Ruoqing said, rolling up her sleeves and stepping forward to lift the quilt covering his waist.

"Qing'er, do you need us to do anything?"

Lao Suntou asked from the side.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Excuse me, Mr. Gong, go bring me a basin of hot water."

"Uncle, go to my room again and bring me the medicine box I put in the wooden box under the bed."

Grandpa Ga and his uncle hurried out to get ready.

When I went out, I happened to meet Yang Huazhong and Yan Huaian.

The two sides briefly introduced each other, said hello, and went about their own business.

Beside the bed in the house.
Chapter completed!