Yang Huasheng immediately frowned: "Uncle, what are you talking about? You are my uncle, and I am your nephew. As a nephew's filial uncle, it is natural and right. How can I ask Yongxian to give me money? You are looking down on me.

!”

Old Yangtou laughed, raised his hand and patted Yang Huasheng's shoulder: "Okay, okay, then I won't see you anymore, I accept your filial piety!"

The old man turned to Yu Xingkui and shouted: "Xingkui, come here and move this wine jar to my room, and then bring Hua Sheng a stool."

When Yang Huasheng opened the cork and let Lao Yangtou smell the wine, Yu Xingkui had already washed his hands and stood aside.

After hearing the old man's order, he immediately came over and took the wine jar with a smile and carried it into the house.

When he came out, he was holding a stool in one hand and a tea bowl in the other.

"Brother Huasheng, drink tea."

"Okay, thank you brother Xingkui."

Yang Huasheng took the tea, pulled up a stool and sat next to Old Yang's soft chair. He basked in the sun with the old man, drank tea, and went about their daily routine.

…

"Qing'er, what's the matter with Uncle Xingkui coming over?"

When dusk fell, Yang Ruoqing had just seen off a guest.

Luo Fengtang came from the backyard, saw the man's back, and asked her.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and winked at Luo Fengtang's smile: "Give me a tip."

Luo Fengtang's eyebrows were raised slightly.

Yang Ruoqing then continued: "Uncle Hua Sheng, he couldn't let go of his breath, so he sent a jar of Gastrodia wine to my father."

Luo Fengtang was slightly puzzled.

"The drunkard's intention is not to drink. Is this a complaint against you? Or do you want to use your father's relationship to please your cousin?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "You guessed everything."

"He wanted to ask my cousin to support his son Yang Yongbing, so he went to my father to flatter him."

Luo Fengtang nodded and said thoughtfully: "As a parent, I can understand the hope that your son will become a dragon. However, his son is destined to not be a dragon. Instead of spending money on giving gifts everywhere, it is better to calm down and think about how to educate your son well.

.”

Yang Ruoqing picked up the feather duster and lightly dusted the fine dust on the porcelain vases and ornaments in the hall. She said to Luo Fengtang: "These people are used to eating and waiting to die in the transportation team. Suddenly they lost this job, and they felt like God."

It has collapsed, and people are everywhere asking for help and praying. The old farmers who have made a living on the fields for generations are unwilling to go home and pick up the hoe handle to dig food. I really don’t know what to say.”

Even now, whenever she and Luo Fengtang are at home, they go to the fields and actively participate in farm work.

During the twelfth lunar month, Blacksmith Luo's fish pond was filled with water to catch fish. On such a cold day, other people would have lost a lot of money and hired someone to do it.

But Luo Fengtang rolled up his sleeves and went into battle in person. He took a few of his fish-farming partners to release the water and cast the nets together. She also took Baby Luo with her, and the two of them were waiting on the shore with wooden buckets. The fish he caught were still there.

Carrying the mud, it was thrown into the barrel alive and kicking.

When I came back at night, I stewed fish with white radish and added red dried chili peppers. The whole family sat around the iron pot and ate sweat-soaked.

This is life, the original taste, the life of having enough food and clothing by yourself!

Luo Fengtang was not idle either. He brought all the chairs in the hall to their original positions and placed them in their original positions. The two of them chatted one after another.

"You can't buy five kilograms of gastrodia elata wine without four hundred coins." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"Uncle Hua Sheng is risking his life for Yong Bing's errand. He is trying to please my master so that his cousin can arrange an errand. What else can he do? Take him to Baie Town to raise fish and shrimp? Raise clams? Just

Yong Bing's temperament means he can't bear hardships, and it's impossible for my cousin to turn a blind eye like I did." She added.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "These are all transactions between them. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I'm just a spectator. I was thinking, my father likes to show off his power, so he will definitely take over this stall."

"Especially because this was thrown out by me. We were the bad guys and he came to be the good guy, so he will definitely help. But..."

"But what?"

"However, my father's temperament is now very different from before, and his style of doing things has also changed. Uncle Hua Sheng wants his cousin to arrange a leisurely job for Yong Bing. He will definitely not be able to get it with just five kilograms of Gastrodia wine. No,

If something unexpected happens, my father will probably have to give Uncle Hua Sheng a few more blows!"

Luo Fengtang did not question Yang Ruoqing's suspicion that these parents were philanthropic at all.

Because countless practices have proven that she is talented in this area, her guess has never been missed.

He said: "As I said before, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. We are outsiders and stay out of the matter."

…

The next morning, when Yang Ruoqing took the clothes from the two families to the pond to wash, she happened to meet Mrs. Kong, the wife of Huasheng.

Mr. Kong was washing a chicken, which had shed its feathers and was being disembowelled. There was a pile of chicken offal in the bowl next to it.

The two looked at each other, Yang Ruoqing's expression remained normal, but Kong's expression turned cold and he deliberately turned his face to one side.

Yang Ruoqing ignored the woman's expression and walked straight upstream holding the wooden basin.

Several women by the pond greeted her warmly and asked her to go wash at their place. There happened to be space, so Yang Ruoqing was naturally welcome.

As soon as he squatted down, he heard a woman over there chatting with Mr. Kong: "Oh, Yong Bingniang, you are really willing to give up. This hen is so fat. Why don't you save the eggs and lay them for money?"

Mrs. Kong used her nails to dig at the remaining blood in the belly of the chicken, and said to the woman next to her who was asking: "What you said is too flattering to my family. In the past, my family Yongbing worked in the transportation team and was reluctant to part with it even if he had some income.

, Now that my Yongbing has lost his job, life will be even tighter. How dare you kill an old hen to eat!"

There is something in the words, and there are insinuations.

The woman who asked the question was not stupid. She saw Yang Ruoqing not far away and knew that Kong said this on purpose just to knock Yang Ruoqing off.

The woman who asked the question deliberately avoided mentioning the fact that Yong Bing had lost his job, and simply asked Kong: "Hey, listening to what you said, are you expecting a distinguished guest at noon?"

Kong said 'hmm', "Hua Sheng felt sorry for his uncle who was living alone at his old age with an inconsiderate helper by his side. He came back to discuss with me that he wanted to take his uncle to my house for lunch. Isn't that right?

I was so cruel that I killed the old hen to entertain him!"

The woman who asked the question was stunned again and again. Yang Huasheng's uncle? Which one?

"Didn't your Huasheng's uncle die a long time ago? How can you still have an uncle?" the woman asked.
Chapter completed!