"Fourth Aunt, what do you think my grandma will ask Liu Dixian about?" Yang Ruoqing asked Liu.

Ms. Liu thought for a moment and said, "I think it probably has something to do with your second uncle."

"Second uncle?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Mrs. Liu lowered her voice and said, "Think about it, your second uncle drowned in the patio at home. According to the parlance of our villagers, this is called a wasted death."

"The graves of those who died in vain were to be moved after three years, but at that time Zi Lan had just become pregnant and had difficulty moving, and Boy Bai was too young to understand anything, so the matter was postponed at that time.

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"This trip, your grandma probably invited Liu Dixian to ask about the relocation of the tomb. By the way, if I guessed correctly, your father might want to move your second uncle to the former Prime Minister Liu Dixian.

Go into the tomb in the middle."

After hearing Liu's Holmes-like speculation, Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly, feeling that it made sense.

But at the same time, Yang Ruoqing also had another suspicion, but she didn't want to tell Mrs. Liu here.

Ms. Liu is a loudspeaker. In her own words, she is a porter of gossip.

At that time, it was just a guess on her part, Yang Ruoqing's, but when it came to Mrs. Liu's mouth, it might be said to be a definite matter. It would have a nose and an eye, bad or bad!

Mrs. Liu kept chattering here for a long time. When Mrs. Sun cooked the supper until it was almost cooked, Mrs. Liu realized that she had to go back to cook the supper, and she ran away in a hurry.

In the kitchen, Xiaoduo buttoned her ears and said to Sun and Yang Ruoqing: "I really admire Fourth Aunt's mouth, which can both speak and eat."

"After staying in our kitchen for so long, I haven't stopped talking, but I haven't stopped eating melon seeds either. Look, the ground is covered with husks that she vomited. It's really amazing!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the layer of melon seed shells at her feet and couldn't help but laugh.

"I wonder if Fourth Aunt can rent this mouth. Use it to have a banquet. You won't have to worry about not getting back your share of the money!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoduo and Sun were both amused by his words.

"You girl, why do you have so many strange words? It really makes me want to laugh over and over again." said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing laughed herself.

"The dinner will be ready soon, has Mr. Liu not come back yet?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

"Qing'er, why don't you ask your father to go to the old house to invite me?" Mrs. Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mr. Liu is being dragged by my grandma to talk about things. I don't know what big and far-reaching things to talk about. They have been talking for a long time!"

Mrs. Sun showed some hesitation, apparently worried that asking Yang Huazhong to invite Liu Dixian over for dinner interrupted them and said that the matter would displease Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan.

"Your fourth aunt was curious about what they were talking about earlier and was dissatisfied with you. Now I can't help but be a little curious." Mrs. Sun said.

Why can we talk about something for so long at once? It’s already dinner time!

While Xiaoduo was preparing clean dishes and chopsticks, she turned to Mrs. Sun and said with a smile, "I think she is talking about the second uncle's relocation of his grave, as the fourth aunt guessed!"

Just as Sun was about to nod, Yang Ruoqing laughed.

"I don't think so," she said.

"Sister, what did you guess? Tell us quickly!" After all, Xiaoduo is just a sixteen-year-old girl, innocent and full of curiosity about everything.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let me ask you, my master, no matter in the past or now, among all the houses and all the descendants of our old Yang family, who is the house and the person whom we care about the most?"

Xiaoduo was confused and blurted out: "Of course he is the first cousin of the big house!"

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers: "Yes, in the past, when my uncle was still alive, I placed my greatest hopes on him. Later, after my uncle passed away, I placed all my responsibility on my eldest cousin to revitalize my family and bring glory to the lintel of the old Yang family."

"It's a pity that my uncle and first cousin are both limited in their abilities, so they disappointed me. On the contrary, it was our third-bedroom brother, Da'an, who rose through the ranks, got the top prize, and revitalized our old Yang family."

"For our master, this is like planting flowers but not blooming, and planting willows to create shade. Although he is happy, he still has some regrets. If this person who has made great progress appears in the big house, then my master will probably feel that everything is perfect.

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Hearing Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Xiaoduo's mind started to spin, "Sister, what do you mean, my uncle plans to move the good cemetery to it? But, unlike the second uncle, the uncle did not die in vain."

Yang Ruoqing actually has a second guess in her mind...

"It's also possible that grandma wants Liu Dixian to help choose two good Feng Shui treasures for the two of them and bury them in a hundred years, focusing on protecting the big house." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Well, yes, I feel the same way." Xiao Duo said.

Mrs. Sun said: "It's fine for us mothers to talk about these things in private. Don't even say a word about it when you go outside. It's not good for others to hear you."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Mom, don't worry, we are not stupid and won't tell. I'll go to the front yard and tell my father and let him go to the old house to see what's going on."

Old house.

The door of the east room was still tightly closed. Lao Yangtou took Liu Dixian and sat face to face at the table. There was a candle on the table. The candle flickered, reflecting Lao Yangtou's old face.

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Expectation is written in every fold, and desire is revealed in his eyes. Looking at Liu Dixian who is holding a few copper coins on the table for fortune-telling in front of him and mumbling something, Old Yangtou's eyelids don't even blink.

dare.

Tan, who was guarding the door and window, also held his breath and raised his ears to pay attention to the movement here.

After a while, Liu Dixian finally spoke.

"Your boss did not die in vain. Under normal circumstances, it is not appropriate to move the grave. This is not good for the deceased."

"It's like you are sleeping peacefully in bed, and suddenly someone comes over to make room for you. Will you get angry?" Liu Dixian asked.

Old Yang was startled for a moment.

Mrs. Tan at the door said somewhat unhappily: "Mr. Liu, you just talk about things. This is talking about a ghost house, how can you compare it to a living person? It's unlucky!"

Tan said, turning his head and spitting on the ground next to him.

Liu Dixian said with a calm face: "I am doing this so that the head of your family can understand what I want to express. Some people are not clear-headed. If I say it in a superficial way or use it in a subtle way, they will not understand."

Mrs. Tan also frowned, thinking to herself, are you scolding me for being the kind of person who doesn't have a clear mind?

He wanted to open his mouth to argue a few words, but Old Yangtou also spoke quickly.

"Mr. Liu is right. You must make it clear. It doesn't matter. We don't mind this. It's about the Feng Shui treasure land. Good luck." Old Yang said.

"Then what, Mr. Liu, since my boss can't move the tomb, then my mother should be able to move it. There was something strange when my mother died. I heard that she died of dystocia..." Old Yangtou said again
Chapter completed!