"Qing'er, what are you doing? Aren't you pretty good in normal times? Why are you talking down to that old bitch now? And you're giving her cakes to eat? Oh my God!"

Next to her, Madam Liu, who had come back to her senses, looked at Yang Ruoqing with an unhappy face and scolded her.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "I'm not very good at ordinary times, but Fourth Aunt, you think highly of me."

Mrs. Liu became even more angry, "Even if you are not good at it, you still don't have to give the cake to that old bitch!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm not here to save you. Besides, I have a big belly and I go up to start a fight. What if I get pushed?"

Mrs. Liu said: "You won't call someone to come?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "We've moved in the reinforcements. Then a bunch of people will come to watch the fun. What should we do if Qian reveals Sister Lan'er's affairs?"

"Grandma worked hard to keep her here just to keep it safe."

"I turned around and shook it out. Grandma, how do you explain it?"

When Yang Ruoqing asked such a rhetorical question, Ms. Liu was speechless.

"I'm just unhappy. I came to deliver a meal and got a beating. I'm so angry!" Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing laughed loudly: "Who told you that your skills are inferior to others? There is nothing you can do about it!"

Mrs. Liu said: "Your mother, your aunt, your fifth aunt, they all come here to deliver food, but they don't do this. Why am I the only one who still gets beaten? I feel dissatisfied!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing, thinking that a slap would not make a sound.

My mother and the others came over to deliver the meal, left it at the door of the house and left without any communication during the whole process.

Just you, if you keep talking nonsense, aren't you looking for a beating?

"Come on, Fourth Aunt, it's freezing here. I have to go home." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mr. Liu dusted himself off and said, "Let's go, let's go. Don't tell anyone about this matter. You'll laugh at me later!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Haha, there's nothing to say. As long as Fourth Aunt, you just keep your mouth shut."

The next day, it was the fifth room's turn to deliver meals.

Yang Ruoqing took the initiative to help Bao Suyun deliver the food to Qian's house here.

The food was placed at the door of the house, and Yang Ruoqing turned around and left without even a single word of exchange.

Next, she would accompany Ms. Liu every now and then, helping Mr. Sun and Bao Suyun deliver meals.

"Qing'er, your grandma and second uncle are still waiting for your family to give their advice on what to do with the Qian family."

"That's good for you. You help deliver meals every day and you are very energetic. Your father is worried!"

At night, when having dinner with Yang Huazhong and Sun, Sun brought up this topic.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and said: "I'm not a parent, nor a clan leader, nor an upright person. It's not like I can make the final decision on how to deal with it!"

Sun said: "Everyone says you have many ideas, so I want you to help me come up with ideas."

Yang Ruoqing put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at Sun.

"Mom, what do the other people in our family think?" she asked.

Sun thought for a moment and looked at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was full, took a sip of tea, and said, "Regarding the Qian family, your uncles and I discussed this with your father."

"Your father, your grandma, and your second uncle all have three different meanings. Now I just don't know which one to go for," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then let me tell you one by one what the three of them mean."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Your master's intention is to send the Qian family away. It is impossible for the old Yang family to keep such an idle person all the time, and she is also a vicious woman who harms the grandchildren of our old Yang family."

"It's easy to send them out, just chase them away."

"However, after being kicked out, I am afraid that Qian will expose the matter and be embarrassed." Yang Huazhong said.

"Typical rat-throwing weapon!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Your father likes to be thoughtful in all aspects of his work."

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', to put it nicely, she was thoughtful.

To put it mildly, it means looking forward and backward.

There is no perfect solution in this world!

"What about the second uncle? What does he think?" Yang Ruoqing asked next.

Yang Huazhong continued: "What your second uncle means is that Qian is Fu'er's mother after all, and the child cannot live without his mother."

"He wanted Qian to stay in that room for three to five months so that she could reflect and reflect."

"In the future, life will still have to go on," the man said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said, "A couple's kindness lasted a night and a hundred days. My second uncle said he was not soft-hearted, but he was still soft-hearted after all."

That day, Yang Ruolan also talked to her about this matter, about Yang Hualin's promise.

He promised not to be soft-hearted and promised to stand by his children and expel the Qian family.

Hey, after persisting for several months, Yang Hualin became loose again?

Is it under the guise of Fu'er? Or is he obsessed with Qian?

Or maybe it's the middle-aged man's hormones that are just around the corner, making him a little hungry?

No matter which one it was, Yang Ruoqing despised it.

"Do you agree to your second uncle's proposal?" she asked next.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "Your father gave him a slap in the face and told him to follow suit. Then your second uncle didn't dare to say it out anymore. He was so depressed in his heart."

"Huh……"

Mrs. Sun was suddenly surprised, attracting the eyes of Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing to her.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Sun said: "When you say that, I think of something."

"What's going on?"

"Last time, you guys hadn't come back from the capital yet." Ms. Sun recalled, "I went over to deliver food at noon that day and saw something under Mrs. Qian's pillow."

"It was covered by the pillow, but I could still see a little bit, like a chicken foot, marinated," she said.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Mrs. Sun continued: "I didn't see it clearly at the time, but it was your sister Lan'er who came over to help me wash my clothes the next day."

"I brought some chicken feet for Xiao An to chew on, the kind that are braised."

"I asked her how she came here, and she said that your second uncle brought it back from the town. I thought of the thing I saw under Qian's pillow. It must be chicken feet!" said Sun.

"So, Qian's chicken feet were given by his second brother?" Yang Huazhong asked, frowning.

Sun said: "I guessed the same, but I didn't dare to tell others."

Yang Huazhong's face turned gloomy and he sat there, silent.

Here, Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Obviously, the second uncle secretly went to deliver food to Mr. Qian."

No wonder Mrs. Qian was so strong and dragged Mrs. Liu to the bed.

It turns out that he was secretly involved with Yang Hualin again?

No wonder he is so confident, it turns out that Yang Hualin is backing him up.

"Dad, where is my milk? What's her opinion?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Chapter completed!