What he was unsure about was directly spoken by Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Huazhong didn't correct him. Yang Huaming suddenly felt relaxed, and even had the mood to grin and joke: "Yongzhi, if you can ask Qing boy to come up with the money, I will

Write your name backwards!"

Yang Huazhong said: "There is no need to ask him to pay. Let him keep the little money he has so that he can take care of his daughter. For both public and private purposes, I will cover all the meals!"

To put it bluntly, the person who came to help on the 50th was not Yongqing's face. It was mainly Qing'er and secondarily him.

Therefore, it is appropriate to treat others to a meal.

I wonder if Yang Yongzhi cannot understand the mystery, but both Yang Huaming and Yang Ruoqing understand.

So Yang Huaming chuckled and said nothing, as if it was all up to Yang Huazhong to make the decision.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, when the time comes to treat us to dinner, my group of people don't need to invite us. You can just thank the other thirty or so people."

She will have other rewards for her subordinates, but she will not say these explicitly.

"Also, I will pay half of the money for the dinner, as a token of my gratitude."

"Since Qing'er has already paid out half of it, Third Uncle, if you don't want my share of Qianwo, you can also add it in. It's a little bit of my heart!"

When Yang Ruoqing said those words before, Yang Huaming felt completely comfortable, but Yang Yongzhi showed up again.

Yang Huaming felt uncomfortable again and stared at him quietly.

Your third uncle and your cousin are not short of money, and the people who come to help look for them are all doing it for their sake. What's wrong with them treating them to a meal? You idiot, stop messing around.

Unfortunately, Yang Yongzhi's thoughts were not with Yang Huaming at all, and Yang Huaming's eyes were equivalent to looking at a blind man.

"Third brother, as long as you come up with what you want, you don't need to pay for the meal. When the time comes, come over for dinner and a few more drinks."

Yang Ruoqing clapped her hands, and the matter was settled.

Then, Yang Huazhong brought an abacus, and after a while of banging it, he totaled up the money divided by each person.

Nine taels of silver, fifty people, one hundred and eighty cents for each person.

That night, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming delivered the money from door to door in the order of the names on the list. When they delivered it, they also brought the receipt for selling the water monkey, so that everyone could take a look at this.

Accounts must be kept above board.

…

The Luo family's backyard.

Yang Ruoqing stood beside a cluster of epiphyllums in the yard, twirling the epiphyllums in her hands and sniffing them.

On the other side of a carved hollow wall, two figures with their heads bowed stood in the darkness.

"...these are the results of my subordinate's inspection near the house of the chamber pot man in Lijia Village these days. Please let me know, Master."

Yang Ruoqing's calm voice came from the night flower: "Keep watching, no matter where he goes, what he does, what tools he uses, who he meets, what he says, or even what he eats every day and how much he eats, you have to pay attention.

"

"As you command!"

The two black figures retreated quietly, as if they had merged with the night.

After they left, Liu Xueyun came from outside.

Yang Ruoqing turned to look at him, "You didn't go to talk to your fiancée when you came back, so you just immersed yourself in your affairs. Then you turned around and ignored the three girls. How can you deal with it?"

Liu Xueyun just came from Changle County two days ago. The last time he went back was to worship during the Ghost Festival.
Chapter completed!