"Beautiful is really beautiful, and her temperament looks gentle. But her feelings for her nephew always make people feel a little weird, as if she is more than an aunt and nephew..."

Behind closed doors, Yang Ruoqing had nothing to hide from her parents.

Yang Huazhong and Sun were also thinking about it.

Sun said: "It's hard to say this. Logically speaking, Miss Bao should be a yellow girl."

"The Baojia Village is right in front of our Changping Village, three or four miles away."

"If the girl from the Bao family gave birth to a child before she left the court, she couldn't hide it!" Mrs. Sun pondered.

"Besides, that matchmaker Zhou has been the one who has been pulling red strings for her whole life."

"She was also the matchmaker between me and your father. If Matchmaker Zhou knew about Miss Bao's situation, she couldn't have kept it secret, and she would have set a red thread for our fifth brother."

"You come from a village, and your grandma is such a powerful character. If I find someone for your fifth uncle who has given birth to a child, your grandma will have to go to the Zhou family!"

"This week's matchmaker's sign has to be smashed! Who in the next ten miles or eight villages will dare to trust her?"

After Sun's step-by-step reasoning and analysis, it seems that it really makes sense.

Yang Ruoqing said nothing more, but she still kept her feelings in her heart.

On the bed, Yang Huazhong, who had been listening silently, finally spoke.

"Ms. Qing'er is right. However, Qing'er's feeling is also correct."

Yang Huazhong said, "You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. There are some things that only we can't think of, and no one can do it!"

"Dad, what do you mean?" asked Sun.

Yang Huazhou raised his head, his thick eyebrows frowning slightly.

"It's about my brother's life. As the elder brother, I can't let him be cheated. I have to find out the details of the girl from the Bao family!"

"Dad, I told my fifth uncle what you said, but it seemed to be useless. He couldn't listen."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said.

If you talk too much, you might even arouse Uncle Wu’s resentment!

Why do you need to be that evil person?

However, Yang Huazhong shook his head and said with great certainty: "You are his niece, so it's not surprising that he doesn't listen to what the child says. I am his brother, so for me, he will definitely listen!"

In the front yard, in the east room of Lao Yang's house.

After hearing Yang Huazhou's other words, Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan's faces were filled with joy.

After sending Yang Huazhou away, Old Yang knocked the tobacco stick in his hand against the edge of the table a few times.

Old Yangtou ordered Mrs. Tan: "Mother Mei, before sunset, go to the Zhou family and chat with Matchmaker Zhou, and listen to what the Bao family has to say."

"Hey, I guess it's time for the Zhou family to return to the village soon. I'll pack up and go over to ask." Mrs. Tan said.

Old Yangtou continued: "If the Bao family has no objections, then pick a date and let Matchmaker Zhou and the matchmaker from the Bao family take Lao Wu and prepare gifts to go to Baojia Village to get married.

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Mrs. Tan responded with all her heart: "Sure!"

"Now that we've confirmed our marriage, it's time to pick up the girl from the Bao family to 'cross the family'." Old Yang continued to ponder.

"The bigger pig in the pigsty in our backyard can be sold. Over to Butcher Chen, bring him to the pigsty to have a look at it and give him a price. We can talk first."

When she heard that the pig was going to be sold, Mrs. Tan frowned: "Daddy Mei'er, I plan to raise that big fat pig for another month. I'll have to wait until the fifth daughter-in-law comes to see me!"

Old Yangtou glared in displeasure: "After passing this village, there is no such shop. The big pig can be raised next year, but the marriage of the fifth child cannot be postponed any longer!"

Mrs. Tan curled her lips and said, "The girl from the Bao family is not a young girl of fifteen or sixteen, she is already twenty-one years old. She is an old girl, how can we make this marriage simpler?"

Old Yangtou rejected it without thinking.

"When the son of our old Yang family marries a wife, we can't let others laugh at us. We have to go through all the procedures that need to be done."

"For the first four sons, we helped them get their wives. Now it's the fifth son's turn, we have to hold a bowl of water and not let anyone poke our backs!"

"You are a woman, we men make the decision on these things, just listen and do as we are told!"

Mrs. Tan lowered her eyelids and said no more.

Old Yangtou continued to calculate, and Mrs. Tan listened carefully and remembered everything in her heart.

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In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing was standing in front of the small stove, busy decoction for Yang Huazhong.

Except for blood bird's nest and red gold wood, all the other medicinal materials used to treat dad's leg injury can be purchased in Yihechun.

She cooked it on the stove according to a certain proportion.

Bring to a simmer.

When the three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl, it can be given to Yang Huazhong.

Mrs. Sun finished cleaning the yard and came in from outside.

"Qing'er, mother is here to help with the medicine, you go and have some fun."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Mom, I'm not a child, what are you kidding about!"

"In my mother's eyes, I, Qing'er, am still a child at the age of 100."

"Hehe, a hundred years old? Then wouldn't I become an old monster?"

"You're talking nonsense again."

Mrs. Sun gave Yang Ruoqing an angry look, took the broken banana fan from her hand, and squatted in front of the small stove to play with it.

Yang Ruoqing didn't go out to play, but sat on a short stool nearby.

She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on her knees and supporting her chin with her palms.

He tilted his head and kept his eyes open, looking at Sun's decoction without blinking.

While fanning the fire in the stove, Mrs. Sun occasionally opened the lid of the medicine jar and gently stirred the medicine inside twice.

The hot air hit her face, and Sun's face was a little blurry.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes suddenly became a little moist.

Such a scene was something she could not even dream of in her previous life.

There is a father, a mother, and brothers.

No matter how poor her family is, her heart is still stable.

After running around outside and coming back here when she was tired, she felt that her little motor was full of power again.

Continuous supply, inexhaustible and inexhaustible!

Daan suddenly came in from the door.

"Mom, has our old hen laid eggs today?"

He asked as soon as he entered the door.

Mrs. Sun raised her head and said, "I took a look before I had lunch. There are no eggs in the hen's nest. What, are they laying now?"

Daan shook his head, "No eggs."

"I'm afraid it hasn't happened yet, right?" said Sun.

"Maybe it fell down and was picked up by someone!" Daan said with a slight frown.

He went to town with his sister today and was away from home for most of the day.

Maybe the old hen laid eggs at that moment and were stolen by thieves.

Xiao An is too young and playful. It is unreliable to expect him to watch.

Here, Yang Ruoqing stood up: "I'll know after I touch it."

She walked towards the outside of the kitchen, followed closely by Daan.

In the pigsty, the old hen was walking back and forth with the chicken, lowering its head from time to time and pecking at the sand on the ground with its sharp beak.

Two of the three little piglets were sleeping in the nest, and one was sitting next to the pig trough.

When he saw Yang Ruoqing coming in, he thought she was here to feed him and ran over with his ears wagging.

"Let's go, let's go, it's not even dinner time yet!"

Yang Ruoqing patted its big ears and sent it away.
Chapter completed!