Yang Ruoqing was originally immersed in Chen'er's wisdom and was deeply moved by this child's strategy and intelligence.

Sikong Wancai's reaction shocked her.

This kid, Hu, when did Chen'er agree to take him as his younger brother?

However, Yang Ruoqing still found it useful to see his enthusiastic admiration.

"Sir, what happened to Huang Banxian in the end?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The storyteller said: "The angry people naturally wanted to throw Huang Banxian into the Wan River and drown him, but the little friend stopped him."

"The reason why I stopped you is that this Huang Banxian has harmed the lives of so many children. If he is sent to the government, he will be punished with death."

"However, I am afraid that he has other accomplices hiding elsewhere to commit evil, so he cannot be thrown into the river and drowned so easily. He must let the Yamen investigate, follow the clues, and kill all this group of people to eliminate the trouble forever!"

"The common people naturally want this result, but at the same time they are a little worried that Huang Banxian has some tricks to escape from prison."

"My little friend has made a guarantee to the people and promised that when Huang Banxian is asked to be beheaded, the Yamen will put up a notice at the entrance of Wa Shi, and the people are welcome to come and watch and smash rotten eggs!"

After listening to Mr. Tingshu's words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help stroking her hands: "Okay, that's great!"

On the way back from the teahouse with satisfaction, Yang Ruoqing walked briskly and felt refreshed, with a proud smile on her eyes and brows.

Chen'er is really amazing. This wisdom is definitely inherited from her.

Hahaha, please allow her to be pretty.

Behind him, there were the sounds of chasing footsteps and Sikong Wancai's shout: "Mrs. Luo, please stay!"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw Sikong Wancai running over panting, his cheeks turned red. When he started running, he realized that he was actually a little fat.

"Master Sikong, you should lose weight. You shouldn't be so out of breath when running at this age!"

Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood and joked.

Sikong Wancai chuckled, raised his hand and pinched his cheek and said: "Speaking of this fat guy, I am also a victim. I have been living a lie since I was a child."

"Everyone around me told me since I was little, Master, you are not fat, why should you lose weight?"

"I naively thought that I was really not fat at all. I would eat whatever I caught and wanted to wander around in the world of fat people."

"As a result, I got lost and couldn't find my way back, so it ended up like this..."

"Pfft!" Xiaoyu, who was standing behind Yang Ruoqing, couldn't help laughing.

Yang Ruoqing also couldn't help laughing.

"Well, looking at Hu, he seems to be very humorous and funny. He is a cute fat man." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was finally willing to give him a smile, Sikong Wancai looked embarrassed.

"Mrs. Luo, may I ask when my eldest brother will return to Jianye?" He asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "What? Didn't you say in front of everyone that my Chen'er is your eldest brother, closer than your own brother? You don't know when this biological brother will come back?"

Sikong Wancai rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Isn't that when I was excited and boasted a few words?"

"Madam, I would like to ask you to help me put in a few nice words in front of my eldest brother, so that he can give me a chance and accept me as his younger brother!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and took a look at Sikong Wancai, "Master Sikong, you should be nearly twenty years old this year, right?"

"Chen'er just turned seven a few days ago. Do you really want to be your eldest brother to a little brother who is thirteen years younger than you?"

"Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Sikong Wancai shook his head decisively: "Rogues don't care about their age, heroes don't care about their future, and their ambitions don't depend on their age!"

"Brother Chener's talent, wisdom, conversation, and bearing deeply impressed me."

"Even if I am thirteen years older than him, what does that mean? As long as he is willing to accept me as his younger brother, I am willing to wear clothes and shoes for him!"

"Bah bang bang!"

Yang Ruoqing stroked her palms.

"It's a good saying that a gangster doesn't care about his age, and he has a lot of wealth. Your words also won my heart."

"In addition, what you did in the restaurant recently satisfied me very much. I will help you with this, but Chen'er has to make his own decision on whether he will accept you as his younger brother in the end!"

As soon as Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, Sikong Wancai was so excited that his eyes lit up.

"As long as Madam is willing to put in a kind word for me, I'll be relieved, hahaha..." he said happily.

"Sister Qing'er, something suddenly occurred to me, and I don't know whether to say it or not." Xiaoyu, who had been silent beside her, suddenly interjected.

"What's the matter? Just say it." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoyu glanced at Sikong Wancai, and then at Yang Ruoqing, holding back a smile and said: "Master Sikong calls you sister one by one. Sister, you are Chen'er's mother. If Master Sikong becomes Chen'er's little brother, that's it."

Your junior..."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, but Sikong Wancai was the first to react.

With a flattering smile on his face, he said to Yang Ruoqing: "If Mrs. Luo doesn't dislike it, I would be happy to have more mothers..."

As the distance got closer, Yang Ruoqing could clearly see the large black pores on Sikong Wancai's big nose and his lewd eyes, and felt a chill run through her body.

"Go away, I can't give birth to a son like you!" Yang Ruoqing glared back at Sikong Wangcai.

Sikong Wancai looked innocent, "Then Madam said, what should I call you instead?"

She really acted like a spoiled child like her son. Yang Ruoqing got goosebumps, and Xiaoyu even covered her mouth to hold back her laughter. It was so hard to hold it in.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said to Sikong Wancai: "According to your seniority, you have to call me Old Madam from now on!"

"Old madam? But you are not old at all, you are still so young and beautiful, as beautiful as a flower!" Sikong Wancai blurted out.

After finishing speaking, he realized that he shouldn't talk about his eldest brother's mother like this, and felt a little rude. Sikong Wancai quickly said: "Okay, whatever you say will be yours. From now on, you will be the old lady, my eldest brother's mother!"

Finally sending Sikong Wancai away, Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh out loud on the way back to the guest room.

Yang Ruoqing was not much better, she was also smiling.

"This Sikong Wancai is really a living treasure. His words are so funny that my stomach hurts from laughing." Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing also said: "The boy's words are indeed humorous. Moreover, he seems to be a dandy and uninhibited, and he has almost all the characteristics of the rich third generation of eating, drinking and having fun."

"But this guy, I don't think it's easy."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's comments, Xiaoyu stopped laughing and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a serious look.

"Sister Qing'er, where do you start talking about this?" Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes, going through all the words and deeds of Sikong Wancai in her mind, and said: "This person, first of all, has a very accurate eye for people, otherwise he would not be chosen by so many great Confucian scholars who gave lectures in Wenyan.
Chapter completed!