After hearing his daughter's analysis, Yang Huazhong's mind suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, no matter how big a deal it is, it is not as meaningful as spending a good birthday with your mother. Both of us are in their forties and are about to reach the age of five. More than half of our lives have passed. If we don’t do some things,

There may be no chance in the future.

If you rush to do some things now, you will do them less often. At least in the future, you will have fewer regrets when you look back on them.

"My daughter, you are right. It is my father who has taken advantage of me. Well, we are out this time, so we will not worry about the family affairs. We can celebrate your mother's birthday properly!"

…

When they arrived at the county town, Yang Ruoqing naturally settled her family in the guest room of Tianxiang House.

The parents moved into the Tianzihao room, and Daan Xiaohua and Feng'er lived in the same room.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoduo took Baby Luo to live in a small suite with two beds.

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei came to the county town with the Xiuxiu sisters on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month. Now they saw Luo Baobao and Feng'er coming too. The little sisters were so happy that they got off the carriage and went to play together.

After handing Sun and the others over to Cao Bamei, Yang Ruoqing went to the warehouse in the backyard, and Yang Yongjin brought a boy over.

"Wang Xiaoliu, aren't you clamoring to kowtow to our boss every day? Well, our boss is here today, please come and kowtow quickly!"

Yang Yongxian walked over with a smile and stepped aside.

The boy following him looked up and saw a slim figure standing in the warehouse.

"My boss, Wang Xiaoliu kowtows to you and wishes you a happy old age!"

Wang Xiaoliu knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Ruoqing's excitement, three times in one go.

When Yang Ruoqing saw him, she was a little stunned for a moment.

"Who are you……"

"My boss, don't you remember me?" Wang Xiaoliu stood up and was a little surprised when he saw Yang Ruoqing's reaction.

"On the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month two years ago, at the wonton stall at the county night market, you and your husband helped me pay the bill..."

Hearing this reminder, Yang Ruoqing remembered everything instantly.

"I remember, Wang Xiaoliu, the one who knows how to tell jokes!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Wang Xiaoliu nodded repeatedly and said excitedly: "Master, you have finally remembered it. It scared me. I thought I would lose this job again!"

Years ago, he was fired by the shopkeeper because he didn't want to obey the shopkeeper's wishes and exchanged the moldy rice for good rice. His last month's salary was wasted.

A family of young people were waiting for his money to buy new year's goods. He didn't dare to say that he was unemployed, so he could only make an appointment with a few children to eat wontons, in order to borrow some money to survive the year.

Naturally, the result was a bitter taste of the coldness of the world.

At the most desperate moment, it was the woman in front of him who gave him a hand.

She not only invited him to come to Tianxiang Tower to work as a waiter in the new year, but also gave him a sum of money to go back and buy new year's goods.

Because of that money, his children all wore new clothes this year, and the New Year's Eve dinner included fish, meat, and chicken legs.

The old father also got drunk, and the old woman also had money for medicine for two months after the new year. I followed her original instructions and came to the restaurant to wait on the sixth day of the first lunar month.

But it didn't open on the sixth day of the lunar month, nor on the eighth day of the lunar month. On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, almost all the shops, big and small, on this street in the county were open, but Tianxiang Tower still didn't open.

Just when he was panicking, he finally found out that the owner was happy and the opening date had been postponed until after the Lantern Festival.

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, he finally waited for Yang Yongjin, the manager of the restaurant, and told him about his situation. The manager immediately let him into the restaurant.

"Wang Xiaoliu, I'm really sorry. When I went home, I met my second brother. After I handed over your matter to my second brother, I went to do other things. I haven't been doing this for a while.

think."

Yang Ruoqing's voice pulled Wang Xiaoliu back from his thoughts.

"Fortunately, my second brother has a better memory than me. He remembered it after I said it once. Otherwise, I would really make you panic and think I was teasing you on purpose!"

Having said this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but give Yang Yongjin a grateful smile.

Yang Yongjin also smiled, "Qing'er, you have so many things to do, big and small things are all waiting for you to make decisions, how can you remember so much? If I were you, I would definitely not be as thoughtful as you!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

His eyes returned to Wang Xiaoliu: "How's it going? Are you used to doing it in the restaurant these days? Can you get started?"

Wang Xiaoliu puffed up his chest: "I must be able to get started. Everyone is very good to me. There are people who teach me what I don't understand. Shopkeeper Yang is even better to me. You are all good people. I am really grateful."

No matter what, I will work hard for my boss!"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled: "I am not short of horses and horses, but I am short of down-to-earth guys who are willing to work."

Turning her eyes, Yang Ruoqing said with deep meaning: "Wang Xiaoliu, work hard and start from the lowest level. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely have better opportunities in the future. Do you understand?"

Wang Xiaoliu can tell jokes, has a flexible mind, and is humorous. The most important thing is that he has a sense of justice and his own limits and principles.

People like this are needed everywhere.

So Yang Ruoqing didn't mind giving him a few words of encouragement, drawing him a beautiful blueprint, and giving him the motivation to fight.

A flash of light flashed across Wang Xiaoliu's eyes, and he straightened his back: "Don't worry, boss, I, Wang Xiaoliu, will live up to my boss's trust in my work and love!"

"Show your true skills, don't rely on words!" Yang Yongjin raised his hand and patted Wang Xiaoliu on the shoulder, "Okay, I still have something to report to my employer, go do your own thing!"

"Qing'er, I heard something in the county in the past few days, and it was about Fengtang." Yang Yongjin said in a deep voice, with a strange expression.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "Did it come from the East China Sea? It said that Fengtang ordered local officials to impose taxes on the people on the grounds of military rations, causing the people to live in dire straits? Is that so?"

Yang Yongjin was surprised, "How did you know, Qing'er? Is it possible that you heard about this as soon as you arrived in the county today?"

Yang Ruoqing snorted, "In the first month of the first month, Fengtang and I returned from Huguang County for New Year greetings. We passed by Wanghai County and when we settled at Brother Xu Mang's house, we heard Brother Xu mention it."

"This is also why there have been so many beggars in Wanghai County recently. Many of them came from the east side and said they couldn't bear the exorbitant taxes."

"If it hadn't been for this huge blame, Tang Yazi wouldn't have been unable to celebrate the Lantern Festival at home, and would have hurried back to Donghai to investigate the matter!"

Yang Ruoqing said calmly.

She doesn't care about the rumors outside.

Over the years, she and Tang Yazi had stood on the cusp of the storm countless times, but they had survived them all.
Chapter completed!