"Father Qing'er, what do you think should be done about this matter?" Sun turned to ask Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly: "What can I do? My father secretly used his own money to hire Liu Dixian to find a rich cave and move his eldest brother's grave. I can't stop it, right? What's the reason?"

"Then let me get the news out. My fourth uncle and aunt will definitely stop it. Then my uncle won't be able to enter, and my great-grandmother will be buried instead," Xiaoduo said.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "This is inappropriate. I always feel that we are trying to prevent Yongxian from obtaining fame."

Da'an also shook his head: "If you want me to see it, let's just pretend not to know about this matter. After all, I also passed the examination as a scholar in our third room and earned fame."

"Xiao An has no interest in studying at all. The Ministry of War and the military camp are more suitable for him. As for the brother-in-law, let's not talk about it. One person is more noble than ten thousand people."

"Even if our third brother doesn't have the blessing of that good tomb, we have climbed up with our own efforts. If I want to promote my eldest brother, let's let him go. To be honest, I actually hope that my eldest brother can succeed in his official career."

We have made great achievements together, and our brothers will be able to support each other in the officialdom in the future!"

Yang Ruoqing also figured it out and said: "I agree with what Da'an said, we can't be greedy. I wasn't jealous before, I just felt that my heart was too biased and outrageous. But I don't have any jealousy towards my eldest brother.

I also wish you well, big brother."

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, and both nodded slightly, as if this was the only way they could do it.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Let's just listen to Da'an and pretend not to know about this matter. I hope that with my help, I can achieve results. However, I have one more request. I hope you can cooperate."

"What's the request?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "As for the offerings, thirty-three pigs, cattle and sheep are needed, which adds up to ninety-nine. This is a big expense."

"When the time comes, my father will most likely come to ask you to come up with ideas and ask you to contribute money and effort. I hope you won't be so active this time. Dad, can you do it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Old Yang was partial and took six taels of his private money to plan for his cousin. Yang Ruoqing and the others were not envious or jealous, they were just bystanders.

So, don’t get involved in this matter of giving money and effort. If you can’t eat meat or drink a sip of soup, why should you be busy killing pigs, cutting and roasting meat for you? How silly!

"Dad, I have the same idea as my sister. For the sake of the Yang family, you have to know how to refuse appropriately sometimes." Da'an followed Yang Ruoqing's words.

"Of the six taels of silver that I took out, I can guarantee that four of them were from our family to honor him, so we can be considered as paying out." Da'an added.

Yang Ruoqing quietly gave Daan an appreciative look. Unexpectedly, this eldest brother who was usually taciturn, except reading books, playing chess with Mu Zichuan, or staying at home with Feng'er, had such a delicate mind. He took care of all these aspects.

I know it well!

Not only the six taels of silver? There is also a private sum of money in Tan's house, most of which came from the third bedroom, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

Although the money given out by filial piety is the money of the married couple, how it should be spent and allocated depends on the wishes of the married couple.

But, the fact is the fact, the money will flow out from here after all, so for the ninety-nine livestock offerings, the three houses do not need to pluck a hair!

Unless, the person buried is great-grandmother!

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment and nodded decisively.

"If your father asked me to provide money, as a sponsorship, then I would refuse and never contribute any money."

"If your father is borrowing money from us, in his own name, I still have to refuse. If Yongxian comes to borrow money by himself, in his own name, then I will borrow some, Qing'er, Da'an, what do you think?

Is this possible?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing and Da'an looked at each other and nodded.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "It seems that this is the only way."

Everyone agreed again not to tell anyone about this matter outside. Old Yangtou would definitely announce it later, but he would definitely have his own version of it.

No matter what Old Yangtou said, those of them who knew the inside story would not expose it.

"We are just taking care of our own family affairs. In the past few days, I will find someone to clean up the rope path behind Little Peanut Mother's tomb. Then I can go to Xujia Village to move the excrement here before the Qingming Festival."

Yang Huazhong said.

Everyone nodded, and Xiaohua was so grateful that she almost shed tears.

Mrs. Sun comforted Xiao Hua: "Hua'er, although the tomb we found for your biological mother is not as good as the 'Crouching Tiger's Cave', it is also a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and a good place to sleep. The most important thing is that it is convenient for you and Da'an to return home."

If Feng'er goes to worship her, her incense will not be cut off in the future."

With tears in Xiaohua's eyes, she said to Mrs. Sun: "Mom, I dreamed about my biological mother last night. My biological mother seemed to know about it. She smiled at me in the dream. It's not like before when I dreamed about her.

She pulled up her sleeves and showed me her arms, saying that Xu Dakui had beaten her here and there, but there were none last night, and she even smiled..."

No matter whether the dream is true or false, or how mysterious it is, everyone is willing to believe that everything in Xiao Hua's dream is real.

Her biological mother was very happy because she would soon be able to completely get rid of Xu Dakui and Xujiacun. The poor short-lived woman could finally come to her daughter and son-in-law to enjoy their worship and incense. Jiuquan

You can rest in peace.

The discussion had just been concluded here, Xiaoduo went over to reopen the door to the house and courtyard, and after a while, Liu Dixian came back.

Old Yangtou did not come over to drink together. Yang Huazhong and Sun followed the agreement, pretending that nothing happened, and greeted Liu Dixian warmly.

Liu Dixian really fulfilled his promise to Old Yangtou, only talking about the tomb of Little Peanut's mother, and not mentioning anything about Old Yangtou.

Well, this is the professional ethics of their industry. Liu Dixian is a very competent Dixian.

The coldest winter has passed and the warm spring has ushered in.

When the weather is a little warmer, Yang Ruoqing takes a bath every night. The big wooden bucket is filled with flower petals. People sit in it and let the warm water flood up to their necks.

When your body is soaked in the water, you feel lighter, as if there are a pair of warm hands in the water gently dragging you...

It was so comfortable, every bone and every muscle in the body was relaxed.

So much so that Yang Ruoqing dozed off while leaning there. It was the movement outside the house that suddenly woke her up. She quickly got out of the water, pulled the handkerchief aside and wiped off the water droplets on her body, then put on her clothes and came outside.

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As soon as I opened the door, I saw a huge white creature squatting under the moonlight in the yard. Beside it, a black figure was circling around it, but its steps showed anxiety.

Aren't they none other than Zhuiyun and his wolf wife Hei Lang?
Chapter completed!