"Master, what do you want from me?" Yang Ruoqing pushed open the study door, leaned against the door frame and asked inside.

Old Yang was leaning over to cover Yang Yongxian with a quilt. When he heard the voice, he turned to look at Yang Ruoqing and said, "What are you doing standing at the door? Come in first."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pinched her nose, and said, "This room smells like shit and urine. I feel uncomfortable smelling it. Why don't you come out and tell me the same thing."

Old Yangtou's face suddenly fell down, and he glanced at Yang Huazhong at the side with displeasure, his meaning was obvious.

Yang Huazhong grinned and said: "Dad, I also feel that there is a bit...that thing in this room. I will get some stove bottom ash to clean it later. Maybe it will be better."

Old Yangtou rolled his eyes angrily. Was this the question in his eyes?

The third child pretended to be stupid and deliberately favored his own daughter, daughter slave, a worthless thing!

At the door of the house, Yang Ruoqing saw all this clearly. When she saw Old Yang's pulled face, she raised her voice and said deliberately: "Master, if there is nothing wrong with you, I will go back first..."

"Something's wrong!" Lao Yangtou interrupted her.

"Then what are you talking about?" Yang Ruoqing said again, standing at the door and changing her posture, obviously determined not to come in.

Old Yang had no choice but to come to the door of the house with a dark face to talk to her.

"I want to tell you this. You have also seen your elder brother's situation. Maybe he collided with something and was possessed by evil spirits." Old Yangtou said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened: "Sir, didn't you say before that it was because the feng shui of my uncle's tomb was damaged that you punished my eldest brother?"

Old Yangtou said: "That was before. Later, Liu Dixian came and set up a solution. There was nothing wrong at the cemetery."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and asked again: "Sir, didn't you say later that it was the souls of Xiu'er and the two brothers that were haunting the eldest brother?"

Lao Yangtou's eyes flashed and he said: "Didn't I perform rituals a few days ago and send them away too?"

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised and opened her eyes wide.

"Then what is the origin of the evil spirits that are teasing my eldest brother now? Why are there so many of them? Others are just attracting bees and butterflies, so what has my eldest brother provoked? Haha..."

It was obvious that she was depressed and a little violent after being stimulated in prison. It was ridiculous to talk about these evil things without sending her to the doctor. Please forgive her for accidentally laughing like a pig.

Old Yang's face was completely darkened by her inappropriate laughter, and he lost even his last trace of patience.

"I want to tell you here that I heard that Taoist Priest Yuan of your Taoist temple has a Taoist practice. The Taoist temple is a good place. It is guarded by various gods. Evil spirits will definitely not dare to go there. If you send your eldest brother to the Taoist temple to rest for a period of time, maybe

Is it okay?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing stopped laughing and waved her hand directly: "This is impossible. Grandpa said that Taoist temples are places to worship gods, not sanatoriums for people to recover from illness. Taoist priest Yuan is a profound Taoist, but he is not a private doctor and cannot serve my elder brother."

"It's even worse if my family sends someone to follow me to the Taoist temple to serve my eldest brother, so you'd better give up this idea directly, I won't agree to it!"

This categorical rejection, without any hesitation, caught Lao Yangtou off guard.

He originally guessed that she wouldn't be easy to talk to, but he didn't expect that there would be no chance for discussion at all.

"How can you be so selfish and indifferent, Qing'er? That's your cousin!" Old Yangtou was so angry that his voice became thicker and his face turned red.

"Am I selfish and indifferent? If I were selfish and indifferent, my cousin would have gone to drink the northwest wind a few years ago when he failed to pass the examination. Who gave him the dignity and money of a teacher? It was me!"

Yang Ruoqing also roared, her voice even more domineering than that of Old Yangtou.

Old Yangtou was dumbfounded.

After living for most of his life, not even his sons dared to challenge him, but he didn't expect that his granddaughter would dare to roar at him.

"It's the other way around!" the old man murmured, his face flushed and his throat huffing and puffing.

Yang Huazhong rushed out quickly, glanced at Lao Yangtou, comforted him repeatedly, and then went to wink at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing ignored Yang Huazhong's eyes, took a deep breath, calmed her voice and said to Old Yang: "Master, you can say that anyone can be selfish and indifferent, but you can't say that about me."

"You speak with your conscience in mind, haven't I taken care of my uncles and brothers from the old Yang family in these years of business?"

"The eye-catching big houses on both sides of the road at the entrance of the village, except for the Sun family, all belong to the descendants of our old Yang family. When people from other villages come to our village, this is the first thing they see. People praise us, don't you think you have such a face?

Don’t you think it’s a face-saving thing?”

"My cousin is your descendant, and so are we. We understand your favoritism towards my cousin, but don't go too far to squeeze us. It's just that we don't get your love and care. Don't always come to trick us."

ah!"

Yang Ruoqing's heartfelt words made Yang Huazhong on the side feel a little sore in his nose.

Old Yangtou also had a look of defeat on his face.

"Qing'er, I know that you are a good girl and warm-hearted. What you have done for our old Yang family over the years has been noticed by the caretaker of several of their houses."

Old Yangtou's words suddenly softened.

This made Yang Huazhong next to him perk up and become a little moved, while Yang Ruoqing instantly became more vigilant.

Based on his rich experience in fighting for many years, when Lao Yangtou utters such soft words, he will then make bigger moves.

Sure enough, as soon as this speculation flashed through his mind, Old Yangtou's voice came one after another:

"Qing'er, your fourth uncle was kicked out of the family tree by our old Yang family, and you can still keep the job of Taoist temple for him,"

"Zhao Liu'er's brother, Zhao Damao, couldn't find any errands to do. They came to you for help. You arranged errands for Zhao Damao at the Taoist temple in order to reunite the brothers and sisters. You can be so enthusiastic and kind to them. How do you treat your elder brother?

Are you so cruel?"

"Look at what your elder brother is like now. How miserable it is. Please help your elder brother. If you help him, you will save your grandma's life. If it doesn't work, I will go to the Taoist temple to take care of your elder brother.

Will I be used as a cow or a horse for you?"

As Old Yangtou said, he actually made a gesture to kneel down to Yang Ruoqing.

And in front of Yang Huazhong, the old man deliberately staggered himself, like a twilight old man...

Yang Ruoqing would not let this old guy succeed, so she shot a bean from her fingertip into the study.

"ah!"

Yang Yongxian suddenly screamed and sat up from the bed suddenly.

At the door of the study, Old Yang's head and knees had already been bent halfway. When he heard the noise, he immediately pulled away Yang Ruoqing who was blocking the door and rushed into the study.

Yang Ruoqing's feet deliberately buckled, and then she fell to the ground with a cry of surprise.

"Daughter, how are you?"

Yang Huazhong was originally going to follow Lao Yangtou into the study. When he saw Yang Ruoqing being pushed and knocked down by Lao Yangtou, the man immediately turned around and came back to help Yang Ruoqing.
Chapter completed!