Old Yangtou said to Yang Ruoqing again: "In the past few days, your eldest brother has not been to Lijiacun even once. He has always stayed at home to accompany your sister-in-law. Well, your eldest brother has done a good job on this trip and has a good sense of the importance.

ah!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised.

Some time ago, my eldest brother went to Lijiacun to look after the children almost every day after school.

"The Liao family has just entered. Yongxian should first let go of the Li family's side, and stabilize the Liao family's side." Old Yang said.

"As for our son, he will have to take him back to our old Yang's house sooner or later. Then we will have enough time to love him," he added.

Mrs. Tan nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense, that's what it should be. So what, Mrs. Liao has come in now, when are we going to bring back Yongxian's baby?"

Old Yangtou said: "The child is just one month old, so don't pick him up yet. Once he is picked up, Li Xiuxin will have to come with him. Once Li Xiuxin comes in, I'm afraid it won't be so peaceful. Just wait!"

"How long will it take to wait? I am thinking about my great-grandson and want to hold him!" said Tan.

Old Yangtou said: "Why don't I miss you? That is the great-grandson of our eldest son, Old Yang, and he is different from other children!"

"How about this? When Yongxian comes back, we can call him, the third and fourth sons over in private, and discuss this matter?" He asked again, seeing Yang Ruoqing there, Old Yangtou finished.

After answering questions and answers with Mr. Tan, his attention turned to Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, what do you think about this? When do you think it will be safer to pick up Li Xiuxin and her son?" Old Yangtou asked again.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and stroked her hair, smiled and said: "It's hard for me to talk about this matter. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. If you ask me to say it, it's not safe to come back anytime. So don't ask me about this matter. I won't express my opinion."

Old Yangtou felt bored.

Tan curled her lips and said: "Let me tell you, these days are definitely not appropriate. We have to wait until the end of the month, at least until the couple has passed the first month of their wedding, and their relationship will be further fueled.

At that time, we will bring in Li Xiuxin and her son."

Old Yang said: "Well, that's a good idea. I'll talk to them later."

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said: "Master, grandma, you just chat first. I will go back after the pumpkin cake is delivered. I have something to do at home!"

Old Yangtou was still a little reluctant to let Yang Ruoqing go, because he still had some things he wanted to discuss with Yang Ruoqing.

But Yang Ruoqing didn't want to stay here any longer, so she quickly picked up the basket and left the east room.

Old Yangtou was unwilling to give up and chased him out.

"Qing'er, you're so anxious to run away, I still have something to say!" he said.

"Sir, let's talk about it some other time. I really have something to do." Yang Ruoqing said.

Old Yangtou said: "Well, let's go together. I just want to go to your father. We'll go together. I'll tell you on the way."

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines. When she met someone like Lao Yangtou who was determined to go with her, she couldn't find any reason to refuse.

"Okay, let's go together," she said.

On the way back, Old Yangtou said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I want to ask you something. Your fourth uncle has completely recovered from his illness. He has been taking care of crops at home this year.

The bones of the body are also strong.”

"Qing'er, look at it, can you help him arrange an errand for him in a restaurant or in the herb collection team?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

He knew that Old Yangtou was definitely hitting Xiao Jiujiu when he called him to stop.

It must be to help someone gain benefits, but to my surprise, it was actually for my fourth uncle.

"Sir, since you've already spoken to me, I won't beat around the bush with you." Yang Ruoqing stopped and turned to look at Old Yang.

"As for Fourth Uncle, I gave him more than one chance in the past, I don't know how many times, so many that I have forgotten."

"You can clearly see how it will end, so I don't need to say it anymore."

"As for my fourth uncle, I won't arrange any more errands for him. It's good for him to just take care of the crops at home."

The corners of Lao Yang's lips moved: "But..."

"It's nothing," Yang Ruoqing interrupted Old Yangtou directly, "Besides, I have already announced that when the third girl gets married, I will pay for the dowry. This will reduce the burden on the fourth uncle."

"My cousin, who is married outside, has done this to her fourth wife. She thinks she has done her best, so Master, please stop being greedy."

Old Yangtou was blushing because of Yang Ruoqing, and defended: "Your father, I am not greedy, and I am not doing it for myself. I am buried up to my neck in the soil..."

"Master, of course I know you are not doing it for yourself," Yang Ruoqing said.

"Since you said it yourself, the loess is buried up to your neck, then you should take good care of yourself and don't worry about these things all day long. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings," she said.

After saying this, she smiled, picked up the basket, and turned around to leave.

It didn't matter whether Lao Yangtou followed her or not, but her intuition told her that since she had just said it for this reason, Lao Yangtou would probably not follow her again.

Sure enough, after she walked a long way, Old Yangtou didn't even follow her.

So she deliberately stopped, turned around and asked Old Yang, "Master, didn't you say you wanted to go find my father? Why don't you leave?"

Old Yang came back to his senses, his face was a little gloomy, and he said to Yang Ruoqing absentmindedly: "Oh, I remembered that I have other things to do. I will go back to your father later. You go back first!"

Yang Ruoqing guessed that he would be like this. With a clear smile, Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked away.

Yang Huamei accepted the pumpkin cake sent by Yang Ruoqing and caught a shelduck.

"When the weather gets colder after a while, make a soup with shelduck and wolfberry. It can be nourishing for both adults and children. This is what our family does every late autumn," Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and took the shelduck, put it in the chicken and duck shed in the backyard, and left to let the shelduck adapt to the environment.

"Auntie, go wash your hands at the well." Yang Ruoqing greeted.

Both of them had caught the duck with their fingers, and the duck feathers on both hands were stained with the smell of the duck, so they needed to be washed.

"Qing'er, since your fourth uncle and aunt saw my father-in-law with a girl at the foot of the hill behind the village on the night of the Ghost Festival last time, I have been secretly keeping an eye on my father-in-law."

Yang Huamei whispered to Yang Ruoqing while washing her hands.

"I don't know if I am just so suspicious, or if he is really a little crooked, I always feel that he seems to be a little different from before." Yang Huamei said again.

"What's the difference?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huamei frowned slightly, considered it, and said, "Feeling."

"Feeling?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Yang Huamei nodded: "Yes, I feel that his whole spirit is completely different from the two months after my mother-in-law passed away."

"In the first two months after my mother-in-law passed away, my father-in-law was really miserable. To use a polite expression, he was called 'washing his face with tears.'"

"But now, I feel that he seems to be very happy every day. He walks in and out, sometimes he doesn't know what to do alone in the house, and he even hums a tune. How does he look like an old widower?
Chapter completed!