Yang Hualin bent over, looking at the meat in front of him, and poked it with his hand from time to time.

Yang Ruolan stood aside, covering her nose with a handkerchief.

As if he couldn't stand the fishy smell of the meat, his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

Compared with her, Yang Ruoqing, who is wearing an apron around her waist and holding a boning knife at the butcher table, is an authentic butcher.

"Qing'er, I just like the butcher, the butcher is the prettiest!"

Luo Fengtang suddenly leaned close to her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang an angry look.

"Did you eat honey this morning?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "No."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then how can you scrape off two taels of honey with your mouth?"

He suddenly realized.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, Yang Hualin's voice suddenly rang next to him.

"Oh, Third Brother, the knife can't be cut over there, it has to be pulled from here..."

Yang Ruoqing followed the sound and saw Yang Huazhong holding a knife in his hand, apparently intending to cut Yang Hualin's meat for weighing.

However, Yang Hualin was not satisfied.

He gestured with his hand to the whole meat of the pig's hind leg.

"Your second sister-in-law and Lan'er don't eat fat meat. You can pull all the meat for me." Yang Hualin said.

Yang Huazhong was in trouble.

"Second brother, the remaining pork was reserved by two families in the village, but they didn't come to pick it up."

"I've given you all the lean meat on the hind legs. It's not good to leave the fat meat and pig skin to others..."

"Hey, Third Brother, why are you so stubborn?" Yang Hualin said dissatisfied.

"We are brothers. This is so good meat. No matter what, you have to leave it to your sister-in-law and your niece!"

"Second brother, this..."

Yang Ruoqing is here.

She stood in front of Yang Huazhong with a smile, and her eyes fell on Yang Hualin.

"Second uncle, may I ask how many pounds of meat you plan to weigh?" she asked.

"Twenty pounds, what's wrong?" Yang Hualin asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Pork belly is fifteen cents per catty, and whole lean meat is twenty cents per catty. This is the going price."

"You want all lean meat? Yes, please bring me four hundred coins first."

She stretched out her hand towards Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin rolled his eyes and said, "Weigh the meat first and give you the money later. Your second mother is not at home now, so I don't know where she took the money."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "My second uncle is a monkey spirit. I don't believe what the monkey spirit says."

Yang Hualin said: "Are you talking human language, girl? We are all relatives..."

"Relatives?" Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Relatives will exchange courtesy with each other, and congratulations will be given on happy events."

"Second uncle, this is the first time you and Sister Lan'er have come to my house, right? They say we are relatives, haha, who believes it? Anyway, I don't believe it."

After Yang Ruoqing said this, she turned around and took the knife from Yang Huazhong's hand.

"Dad, it seems that Mother just now is looking for you. Go and look for her. Maybe something will happen."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong immediately understood that she was trying to save herself.

The man quickly said: "Okay, I'll go find you right now, mother."

Yang Huazhong turned around and left. Seeing that Yang Huazhong was leaving, Yang Hualin became anxious.

"Hey, the pork hasn't been weighed yet. How can you leave, third brother?"

Yang Hualin wanted to stop Yang Huazhong, but Luo Fengtang grabbed him.

"Second uncle, Qing'er and I are here. What kind of meat do you want to weigh? It's the same with us..."

Yang Hualin glared at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing: "I have money, how can I not weigh meat? I don't appreciate taking care of your business, I haven't bought it yet!"

"Lan'er, let's go!"

Yang Hualin walked away with a flick of his sleeves. Yang Ruolan glared at Yang Ruoqing and turned to follow.

Before the father and daughter had taken two steps, they happened to meet Lao Yang Toudou, who was coming over.

"Second brother, Lan Yatou, why are you here too?" Lao Yangtou asked.

Yang Hualin was about to open his mouth when an old woman's exclamation came from the door of the house next to her.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Old Mrs. Sun standing at the door of the house with Lao Ga Po on her arm.

The cry just now was made by the old lady.

At this time, the old woman's eyes were staring straight at Yang Ruolan in the yard in front of her. She was so shocked that the old pine bark on her face was twitching.

"Old aunt, what's wrong with you?"

Old Yangtou asked quickly.

He didn't sleep all night last night, and he came here today because he wanted to ask the old lady about the mountain temple midwifery.

The old lady ignored Old Yangtou's question. She broke away from Old Lady Sun's support, staggered on her little feet and came to Yang Ruolan.

A pair of withered hands stretched out and grasped Yang Ruolan's arm tightly.

"Is it you? Is it you? Why don't you age?"

The old lady was surprised and happy at the same time, and her words were somewhat incoherent.

Yang Ruolan was stunned.

What on earth was this old woman talking about?

"Go away, don't dirty my clothes..."

Yang Ruolan, as if encountering a fierce beast, yanked her sleeves hard from the old lady's hand.

The old lady couldn't stand firm, her feet staggered, and she fell backwards and was about to fall.

People around him were so frightened that they screamed, but no one had time to help him.

A figure flashed across like black lightning, holding the old woman firmly.

When everyone saw it, it was Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing supported the old woman with one hand, and her cold eyes fell on Yang Ruolan, who was still wiping her sleeves.

"You are not a wealthy person, but you still live in a latrine while eating, and why are you being pulled down by your sleeves by an old lady?"

"You still push it like that. If you are as old as Lao Ga, what happened if you fall down? Can you afford to pay for it?"

Faced with Yang Ruoqing's stern questioning, Yang Ruolan raised her head in shame and anger.

"I don't recognize this old woman. She's so old and doesn't know how to speak well. When she came up, she grabbed my clothes and started talking crazy..."

"Shut up!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted coldly, interrupting Yang Ruolan's words.

“Are you unable to understand human language or cannot speak human language?”

Yang Ruoqing said sharply.

"Now, immediately, right away, make amends to the old lady, otherwise, you will never get out of this courtyard!"

Following Yang Ruoqing's order, Luo Fengtang blocked the door of the side courtyard like a wall of flesh.

There was a look of indifference on his face.

"What?"

Yang Ruolan looked away and was shocked.

Yang Hualin was also shocked.

Just as he was about to step forward, Lao Yangtou shouted and stopped him.

The old man came forward with a puzzled look on his face. He first glanced at Yang Ruolan, and then looked at the old lady who was being protected by Yang Ruoqing.

"Old aunt, this girl is my granddaughter, her name is Lan'er. Do you recognize her?" the old man asked.

Lao Ga Po has been looking at Yang Ruolan, the look on her face is full of surprise and unpredictable.

At this moment, after hearing what Old Yangtou said, Old Gapo also recovered from the shock.

"Hey, is this beautiful girl your daughter?" asked the old lady.

Old Yang nodded.

The old lady then said: "Oh my God, there are actually people who look like this in the world? Wow, they look so similar!"

"Who does it look like?" Old Yangtou asked.
Chapter completed!