Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded. When he mentioned Lao Yangtou, he felt pressure in his heart.

"Don't mention him anymore, come on, let's leave another one."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head, watching her father and fourth uncle changing cups, and heard Mrs. Tan commenting on the dishes that Yang Huamei had sent that day with the help of pork head meat, smacking her mouth with a look of endless aftertaste: "

Mei'er said last time that she would go to Dabai's restaurant to bring me Shaomai in a few days..."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly laughed softly, "Nai, if you want to eat Shaomai, let us buy it for you. Don't embarrass my aunt. Don't even mention what you just said."

Tan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Yang Ruoqing.

"You talk with a gun and a stick, fat girl, what do you mean?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became tense due to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, and invisible gunpowder smoke filled the surroundings.

Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks with a calm face (she was full anyway), and looked at Mrs. Tan calmly: "Originally, I didn't plan to say this in front of you, because I was afraid that you would lose face. But since

You can even blame Dabai for eating a piece of pig head meat, and you also praise his filial piety, so I have to remind you that you are old..."

"You fat girl talks a lot of nonsense, hurry up and get down to business!"

I guess this pig is impatient. No, Mrs. Tan, who had eaten too much pig head meat, was so impatient that she slapped the table and urged loudly.

Everyone else at the table was also attracted by Yang Ruoqing's words.

The old brothers who were changing glasses temporarily put down their wine glasses.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, cleared her throat deliberately, and took another sip of tea. She guessed that Tan finally made a sound when she was about to collapse.

"Today, my aunt and Uncle Shuanzi's eldest sister went to Baimei Zhai in the town to find Dabai. The reason was because the pig head meat that Dabai brought back to serve his father with wine last time was the leftover meat from the guests, so Dabai pieced it together.

Packed it up and gave it to my aunt."

"Auntie went to town today probably for this matter. By the way, I reminded Dabai that if he makes money, he will pay back the money he owes us earlier... As a result, as soon as the pig head meat was mentioned, the two sides started to quarrel...

"

Yang Ruoqing followed what Chen Biao and Ju'er said and truthfully relayed it to everyone present.

Even when Yang Huamei was stunned by Dabai, Dabai didn't miss it regardless of it.

When everything was finished, there was only the sound of breathing on the table.

After a while, Yang Huazhong was so angry that he threw the wine bowl on the ground, "Is this still a human being? Does it still have any humanity at all?"

Yang Huaming shook his head, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"I've known since he was little that he's not a good guy. Sure enough, my vision is so vicious!" Yang Huaming praised himself and gave himself a bowl of wine as a reward.

Yang Ruoqing didn't pay attention to their reactions and just looked at Mrs. Tan.

I found that Tan's face seemed to be a little paralyzed.

Is this due to excessive shock?

Or bursting with anger?

"Nai, are you okay? Just squeak?" Yang Ruoqing was a little worried that Mrs. Tan would suddenly faint from anger, so she raised her hand and moved it in front of Mrs. Tan's face.

Tan quickly came to his senses.

He covered his face with his hands and cried at the top of his lungs: "My poor Mei'er, what evil have you done! Why is my Mei'er's life so miserable..."

…………

Inside Iron Tooth City.

The tavern on the street has lost its former bustle, with only a few people sitting and drinking.

At the door, a big yellow dog lay weakly on the bluestone floor. The fur on its body was no longer shiny. It had not eaten enough for several days.

Looking at the few pedestrians on the street, its eyes were dull and unwilling to shout.

“Intoxicating fragrance!”

A man in Tsing Yi walked to the front of the tavern, looked at the triangular cloth sign leaning against the eaves, fluttering in the wind, and whispered three words.

The big yellow dog started up, rolled on the ground, opened its mouth again and yawned, then squatted on the ground, its eyes that were half-closed were now widened.

"The restaurant, is anyone there?"

The man in Tsing Yi ignored the big yellow dog, crossed the threshold and walked into the store.

The big yellow dog didn't bark, but lay down again, sticking out its tongue and exhaling.

"restaurant."

The man in Tsing Yi looked around the store. Except for a few guests who were busy drinking, he didn't see the waiter or the store owner.

After calling three times, a figure finally stumbled out from inside.

This is a woman wearing white clothes and a white hat, with average appearance. Her eyes are red, and she obviously cried not long ago.

She came over and saluted the man in green clothes and said, "Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel or work in a hotel?"

"Is there a soldier here?" the man in green asked.

"No, sir, are you here to see someone?" The woman in white was stunned for a moment.

"I have an old friend I haven't seen for many years, and he asked me to meet him here." The man in green said calmly.

"There are only these people in the shop at the moment. If you are looking for someone, please look for yourself." The woman in white said.

"There are no friends of mine on the first floor. I'll go to the second floor to have a look."

The man in Tsing Yi glanced around the store, then walked towards the stairs to the second floor.

The woman in white bowed again and said, "My lord, please feel free to call me if you need me."

The man in green nodded, "Okay."

He stopped staying and quickly walked up the stairs.

The stairs are made of wood and exude a woody fragrance.

He quickly walked up to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is not big, after all, it is just a tavern.

He glanced around and saw a man sitting by the window.

Wearing prairie clothes, his face is covered with wind and frost, and his eyebrows, eyes, and bridge of nose are as sculptured. Judging from his facial features alone, he is a man of great temperament.

He was holding a wine glass and pouring himself a drink. There was a long sword lying across the table. The scabbard was made of the leather of some kind of beast. Looking at the texture of the surface, the leather was mostly made of snake-like animals and tanned.

very good.

"sit."

The man did not raise his head and only said one word.

"Autumn breeze Xiao Xiaochou kills people." The man in green walked over, sat opposite the man, and said slowly.

"You will feel sad when you go out, and you will feel sad when you enter." The man continued.

"Where are you worried?" the man in green asked.

"A wild goose fell in the reed marsh!"

The man replied.

"It's you, is this your true face?" The man in Tsing Yi is Ouyang Heng who took the risk and sneaked into the city. He came here just to contact the insider.

The person in front of him told him his secret code, and he was probably the person he wanted to contact.

"Will you go out with your true self?" the man sarcastically said.

"No." Ouyang Heng shook his head. Indeed, his face was disguised with makeup, and Zi Yan personally made it for him. If he didn't deliberately wash it with special potion, it would last at least half a month.

"You are quite honest... Come on, what kind of news do you want this time?" the man said calmly.

"How should I call you?" Ouyang Heng said.
Chapter completed!