Cao Bamei looked straight at Yang Ruoqing, like a drowning person encountering a floating board floating by.

"Qing'er, what you said...is true?"

"If your second brother is from the same family as your father and fifth uncle, then I'm afraid I have really wronged him."

"Your second brother is so good to your third brother. If you think about it with your toes, how could he, a responsible brother like him, be so confused with his younger siblings? Right?"

Cao Bamei firmly grasped this point, murmured, and asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes."

Cao Bamei said: "Okay, Qing'er, I listen to you. Don't tell the elders about this in advance. I will ask him properly at night."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "That's right, I know you are a smart woman."

Cao Bamei said: "Then, what if, what if he still doesn't talk to me about this matter? What should I do?"

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, and her face became serious.

"If you don't cry or make trouble, and communicate with him sincerely. But if a man is not even willing to undertake this kind of communication, then we have to re-examine this kind of man." She said.

Cao Bamei bit her lip hard, her face looking a little pale.

In the end, she nodded firmly, "You're right. Before I met him, I lived well by myself. Forget it, just prepare for the worst with the most sincere heart."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said, "Let's go and eat. Don't keep them waiting. They will have to ask questions later."

Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, wait for me at the door. I'll go to your aunt to take over the embroidery."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

When Cao Bamei picked up Xiuxiu and came over, Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei held her on the left and right, and then walked quickly towards the Sun family at the entrance of the village.

At this time, it was not completely dark yet, but candles were already lit in the main room of the Sun family.

In the courtyard, red lanterns were hung under the eaves, and women came in and out, rushing between the main room and the kitchen.

Xiao An, Xiao Hua Xiaoduo and the others were playing in the yard with Baby Luo, which was very lively.

So as soon as she entered the yard, Xiu Xiu immediately broke away from the hands of Cao Bamei and Yang Ruoqing, and ran towards Xiao An and the others like flying.

Here, Yang Ruoqing gently squeezed Cao Bamei's slightly cold hand and gave her an encouraging look.

Cao Bamei nodded, took a deep breath, and then they walked into the main room together.

The hall was filled with smoke and fire.

Why do you say that?

Because Lao Suntou, Yang Huazhong and my uncle were all smoking dry cigarettes.

With the old smoker smoking like this, can the house not be like a cave dwelling?

Cao Bamei, who had been crying for a while before, just entered, was overwhelmed by the smell of smoke. After hastily saying hello to Lao Suntuna, she turned around and ran out of the house, covering her mouth and nose.

"What's going on, Eight Sisters?" Lao Suntou asked.

Everyone else was also at a loss.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I guess I choked on the smell of smoke. It's okay."

The elders nodded, and Luo Fengtang quickly got up and pushed all the windows over there.

Here, Yang Ruoqing's eyes swept around the room and landed on Yang Yongjin who was sitting at the table, holding a tea bowl and absentmindedly.

He was absent-minded before, but when he heard Cao Bamei's violent cough coming from outside the house, his face clearly showed worry.

He put down the tea bowl in his hand and was about to stand up. He seemed to remember something and suppressed the movement of getting up.

He picked up the tea bowl again, lowered his eyebrows and sat there.

This series of small movements and micro-expressions, which others did not notice, were all caught in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

After saying hello to the elders in the room, she turned and walked towards the door.

At the door of the house, Cao Bamei's cough was coming to an end.

Yang Ruoqing patted her back gently and handed her a handkerchief.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" she asked.

Cao Bamei shook her head, pushed away the veil, and stood up.

"My throat was a little uncomfortable and I felt uncomfortable when I smelled the smoke. I'm fine now," she said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's good."

Cao Bamei said: "I'm going to the kitchen to see if there's anything I can do to help."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let's go together."

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun are the main ones, and Mrs. Sun and Xiao Jie help peel garlic and so on.

Talking and laughing, it was very lively.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei coming in together, the women were very happy.

Da Sun said: "Eight sisters, when Yongjin comes back to celebrate the festival, I'm afraid he will take your mother and daughter to the county town, right?"

"When are you going? Can you stay at home for a few more days?" asked Da Sun.

Cao Bamei glanced at Yang Ruoqing, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face.

The light in the kitchen was dim and the smell of oil smoke was very strong.

Mrs. Sun was busy cooking again, so she didn't notice Cao Bamei's expression suddenly changed.

She was still waving the spatula over there and said excitedly: "Earlier, your eldest brother asked Yong Jin when he was going to the county seat, and Yong Jin said he would go back tomorrow."

"Hey, it looks like you and your daughter are going back tomorrow. I originally thought I would save some more eggs for you to take to the county..."

Listening to Mrs. Sun's chattering, every word, it's either eggs, dried wild mushrooms or something like that.

Everyone was trying to get Cao Bamei to be taken to the county seat.

The more she listened, the more uncomfortable Cao Bamei felt. She simply turned her back and pretended to choose vegetables, "Well, we'll see when the time comes. I don't want to bring anything with me anymore. We have everything in the county. Sister-in-law, you can keep it for Xiaojie and Xiaojie.

Baby An, they eat it."

Da Sun said: "They have their own, I keep these specially for you."

"The things in the restaurant belong to the restaurant. These dry goods are made by ourselves. They are clean and safe to eat," she said.

"Auntie!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Mrs. Sun's words and said with a smile: "I know you feel sorry for the eighth sister, but in front of me, the owner of the restaurant, you scolded the restaurant that the food was not clean and made you feel uneasy to eat. Are you sure this is really okay?

?”

Yang Ruoqing said this deliberately.

If this topic is not changed, Bamei will be embarrassed.

Da Sun was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, don't tell me, I'm stupid, I'm stupid," she said, and then quickly continued cooking.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun also laughed, and everyone's conversation turned to food.

"Qing'er, do you think this fried pumpkin flower is like this?" Sun called Yang Ruoqing over.

Yang Ruoqing came over and the two of them studied the dishes. The eldest Sun also came over to take a look.

Here, Cao Bamei breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Yang Ruoqing in her heart.

A meal, quickly prepared.

There are fish, meat, chicken and duck, and various vegetables are garnished with stir-fries.

Yang Ruoqing went to the next door and shouted, and Luo Fengtang and Yang Yongjin hurried over to the kitchen to help serve food and rice.

Da'an and Dajie, who were studying in the room, also temporarily put down their books and came out.
Chapter completed!