"Brother Zichuan, what exactly is Uncle Qing'er begging you for?" Old Yangtou couldn't help but ask.

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly and said: "It's not a big deal. He just wants to discuss it with me and make me agree to let Aunt Qing'er dig the canal."

"What?"

"ah?"

Everyone in the hall was stunned, thinking that there was something wrong with their ears.

Yang Ruoqing was the first to come to her senses. She glanced at Yang Huaan who looked frustrated over there, and asked Mu Zichuan again for confirmation.

"What are you talking about? Is this what my uncle has been pestering you with for most of the day?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell back on Yang Hua'an again, looking up and down his plump figure.

"Uncle, uncle, I respect you as an elder and my father's brother, and I don't want to say anything to you in public."

"Tell me, do you still behave like an elder in your behavior?"

"When you were doing the corvee service, you could hide better than anyone else."

"Right now, the laborers are recruited and paid, and you are more anxious than anyone else."

"If you really care about the wages, you can go into battle alone. After pushing your son and your wife, go out and do the hard work."

"You hide at home, enjoy the fruits of your life, and wait to die. Are you still a man? Are you still a human being? Can you handle your fat body?"

Yang Ruoqing's words have been brewing in her heart for a long time.

Now I couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed out in one breath.

He also scolded his neighbors Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and even Yang Yongjin.

Everyone stared at Yang Huaan with disdain.

Yang Huaan blushed, lowered his head, and sat there like a criminal awaiting trial.

Yang Ruoqing spoke again.

"Do you think this matter will be over if you put on such a front?"

"Do you really think you can hold my grandma by the collar and eat and drink at my house for free without contributing half to the village?"

"I declare that from tomorrow onwards, you will dig canals for me!"

When everyone saw Yang Ruoqing going crazy, everyone tacitly kept silent.

She is now the core of everyone, the spiritual leader, and the person in charge.

He is usually a junior, smiling when he comes in and out, and treats others in a friendly manner.

But when it came time to actually deal with the matter, no one dared to provoke him with such courage and majesty.

Even Lao Yangtou, who was eager to protect his son, did not dare to refute even a word.

He only dared to blow his beard and glare at Yang Huaan, and helped scold him: "Did you hear what Qing'er said?"

Yang Huaan nodded with an annoyed look on his face, "I heard it. I'll dig the canal tomorrow and get paid..."

"No wages!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Yang Huaan unceremoniously.

Yang Huaan raised his head in shock and looked at Yang Ruoqing with some annoyance.

"Don't all the recruited laborers get paid? Why do I have to work for nothing?" he asked urgently.

Yang Ruoqing said with a cold face: "Who said it was all in vain? I will provide you with three meals a day."

"You are the head of the family. You and the second brother will work together. You will serve as corvees. The second brother will enlist the laborers. I will give the second brother no penny of your wages!"

"No, I'm his father, I have to keep the salary..." Yang Huaan became more anxious and said loudly.

Beside him, Yang Yongjin snorted coldly.

"When you were doing corvee work, you hid behind your son and wife, and when the wages were calculated, you jumped out to grab them. What a good job you did as a cheap dad!" Yang Yongjin said very dissatisfied.

"Jin boy, what are you talking about? There are no bad parents in the world, no matter how bad he is, he is still your father!" Old Yangtou immediately stopped Yang Yongjin.

Then, the old man glared at Yang Hua'an again: "You can't make any more nonsense. Anyway, the salary will be given to your big house, and it will be the same for everyone!"

"I'll just listen to Qing'er about this matter. I'll dig ditches tomorrow and won't say anything!"

The matter was settled like this, and everyone dispersed to rest in order to accumulate strength for tomorrow's canal digging.

"Qing'er, please stay, I have something else I want to ask you."

Yang Ruoqing stood up to go back to the backyard, but Mu Zichuan suddenly called her from behind.

She turned around and looked at him: "Now?"

Muzichuan nodded, suddenly realizing that it seemed a little late.

"If you're sleepy, it doesn't matter tomorrow." He changed his words.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and shook her head: "If it's something serious about water control, it doesn't matter in the middle of the night."

Mu Zichuan was also very happy when he heard this.

Qing'er is really a good girl who understands justice well.

"Where shall we talk?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the main room, where Mrs. Sun and Xiaohua were sweeping the floor and cleaning the tea bowls that everyone had drank from.

So she said: "Then go to your room."

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan felt a hint of joy in his heart.

After the conversation is over and the business is down to business, if the atmosphere is good and the timing is not bad, can we talk to her about something else to repair our relationship?

The idea of ​​luck had just turned a corner when Yang Ruoqing suddenly disappeared from in front of her.

I saw her walking quickly towards the door of the hall, "Tang Yazi, wait a moment."

Luo Fengtang and Blacksmith Luo came together from the toilet in the backyard.

Before going to bed, the men all went to the toilet in the backyard to relieve themselves. On their way back to the guest room, they happened to pass by the door of the main room.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing shouted, Luo Fengtang quickly stopped and walked towards her.

"What's wrong?" he asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Zichuan came to us to discuss something serious."

"Oh? That's good. I'll tell my uncle and let him sleep first."

Luo Fengtang turned around and said hello to Blacksmith Luo.

Then he returned to Yang Ruoqing, and the two came to Muzichuan together.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "There are many people and many ideas, let's go, let's hurry up and talk about business."

Muzichuan sighed secretly.

He tried hard to suppress the disappointment in his heart and squeezed out a smile.

"Okay, go to my room and talk."

…

"Zichuan, what do you want to say? There are no outsiders here, just say it!"

As soon as her butt touched the stool, Yang Ruoqing spoke first.

Muzichuan nodded.

After pondering for a while, he asked Yang Ruoqing: "I asked you about water control strategies last time. You said there were three strategies: lower, middle and upper."

"What we are choosing now is the middle strategy to control the water. As for the best strategy, I have never had the time to ask you for advice," he said.

"The middle strategy is so good, I'm even more curious, how is this best strategy?"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Haha, after sputtering out such a long list of clumsy words, why don't you just ask me what the best thing to do is!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

As a scholar, it takes more effort to speak than the average person.

Muzichuan was teased by this, and Qingjun's face looked slightly embarrassed.
Chapter completed!