Happiness is difficult but also very simple.

Just like at this moment, what brings Yang Ruoqing a constant sense of happiness is this humble little copper stove in her hand.

Yang Ruoqing was surrounded by happiness all the way to her parents' house next door.

As soon as I entered the main room, I found that there were many people in the main room. Not only the fourth uncle and aunt were there, the uncle and aunt were there, Grandpa and I were there, and even the old lady Tan came over.

"What day is it today? Why are so many people here? Is there something going on?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the people in front of her and asked in surprise. Her tone of voice was also very serious, without any hint of joking.

why?

Because there are so many people in the main room, the atmosphere is a bit not good.

Even Mrs. Liu's face was tense, and she and Mrs. Sun were muttering mysteriously, not knowing what they were talking about.

So in this situation, it would be foolish for you to speak in a joking tone to a room full of elders.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Yang Huazhong turned around and frowned: "That thief came out again last night."

"What? Our village was robbed again? Whose house? What was stolen?"

Yang Huazhong added: "It's not our village, it's Lijiacun and Li Yijia."

"Li Yi?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and asked again: "Isn't that Li Wei's family? Our future husband's family?"

When she heard that it was Lijia Village and not Changping Village that was stolen, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was Changping Village, then Tao'er would be too arrogant. Although the patrolling villagers had been removed, Luo Fengtang still went out and wandered around at night.

Under such circumstances, if the village is robbed again, this is Chi Guoguo's provocation to Luo Fengtang, and it is also a provocation to Yang Ruoqing.

Fortunately, it's not Changping Village.

However, Yang Ruoqing was still angered because it was Lijia Village or the in-laws of the old Yang family who had been stolen.

"Is it last night?" she asked again.

Yang Huazhong nodded, with a serious look on his face: "Li Wei came over early in the morning to talk about it. It should have happened in the middle of the night last night."

At this time, Mrs. Liu was finally willing to let go of Mrs. Sun and turned to Yang Ruoqing's side.

"Qing'er, I have to admit, one hundred kilograms of rice from the Li Wei family's warehouse was stolen, along with the New Year's gift that their family planned to give to your second brother's family was also stolen!"

Yang Ruoqing sneered, "It seems that stealing money is not easy. The main thing is stealing food. I used to steal cooked vegetables, but this time I upgraded. I also stole rice and grain. The next step is probably to steal money."

Mrs. Liu clapped her hands and said, "That's nothing. That thief is not a living person, but a ghost."

"In the warehouse of Li Wei's family, paper money was left all over the floor. Oops, I'm a dear mother. Now people in Lijia Village are saying that maybe Yin soldiers are crossing the border, and they just happened to be short of food and clothing in the cold weather, so they followed

We, the common people, are here to buy food, otherwise, how can we explain the paper money all over the floor?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned when she heard this.

In fact, she had heard the story of Yin soldiers borrowing food a long time ago.

During the Qianlong period, there was an official named Li Zhong. In order to help the people who were affected by the disaster, he secretly opened the official warehouse in the name of borrowing grain from the Yin soldiers and moved out rice grains to help the poor people.

This matter was covered with mystery, but it was still discovered later. On the way to Li Zhong being taken to be beheaded, all the people who had received his relief came to see him off, and the road was littered with paper money...

So this is actually a superstitious incident.

"Where is Li Wei? Is he at my second brother's house now? Or has he gone back to Lijiacun?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mrs. Liu said: "I went back to Lijiacun. Your third brother and younger cousin also went to Lijiacun to see what happened."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and looked at Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming: "Dad, fourth uncle, what do you think of this?"

Yang Huazhong frowned and said nothing.

Yang Huaming pinched his chin with an unfathomable look on his face.

When Yang Ruoqing asked, he narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully like an expert: "It's not simple, it's not simple..."

"How complicated is it if it's not simple? You pick the job and don't pretend to be disparate with that one!" Ms. Liu urged him impatiently.

Yang Huaming said: "Everyone says it's the underworld soldiers borrowing food, and they appear and disappear. I think it's most likely true!"

"Fourth Uncle," Yang Ruoqing took over his words at this time, "let's not discuss whether the Yin soldiers eat grains like us living people for the time being. Let's just talk about the Yin soldiers borrowing food."

"Since it is a Yin soldier, it must be an army. According to the normal establishment, at least forty or fifty soldiers are required. How much food does it take to eat with forty or fifty mouths? How can the more than one hundred kilograms of rice from Li Wei's family be enough?

Can you support two meals?"

"Even if it's true that the Yin soldiers are borrowing food, they should choose big families in the ten miles and eight villages, at least people who can afford a few hundred kilograms of food."

"And which family in these eight villages has the most food and military pay?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huaming was happy and looked at Yang Ruoqing, "Haha, Qing'er, what you are asking is that you are far away in the horizon and right in front of your eyes. Isn't that your old Luo family!"

Not to mention these eight villages, even in Qingshui Town and Wanghai County, the old Luo family should be considered the richest man.

This richest man is not because Luo Fengtang is a general, nor is it because Chen'er is a junior general. Their father and son's main role is in terms of fame and influence.

The old Luo family became the richest man, and 80% of the credit goes to Qing'er, who knows how to do business.

Liu tugged at Yang Huaming and added: "There is also the third brother's house. The third brother's house has hundreds of acres of fields. The two large granaries in the warehouse are full of rice. Even if the Yin soldiers want to borrow grain, they should

It’s these two families!”

Instead of borrowing from big households, they have to go to those small households to borrow, and even steal meat and vegetables from lonely old men and old ladies to eat. These shady soldiers are really worthless!

Yang Huaming looked at Mr. Liu like he was an idiot and said, "You are asking this question without thinking about what Tang Yazi does. He has thousands of troops at his disposal!"

"To use the words in the play, it was a martial arts star descending to earth. Maybe it was the reincarnation of the Arhat who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger in the sky. Do you think those underhanded soldiers would dare to provoke such a powerful character?"

Ms. Liu was immediately asked.

Moreover, in Liu's eyes, these character names that popped out of Yang Huaming's mouth were all unreachable gods above the nine heavens!

"I understand, because Tang Yazi is so powerful, as the father-in-law's family is separated by a wall, the granary of the third brother's family is safe and sound." Mrs. Liu smacked her mouth, with emotion on her face, and shook her head repeatedly: "I'm a real mother.

, A living person is a picker of the weak, and the same is true in the eyes of the Yin soldiers. Even ghosts are afraid of the strong!"

"Fourth uncle, fourth aunt, I analyzed so much with you, why didn't you listen?" Yang Ruoqing was really speechless about the brain circuits of these two people.

The two of them were asking and answering questions, but they had already gone astray.
Chapter completed!