Changping Village, three-bedroom main house.

"Uncle Huamao, what are you thinking about?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huamao frowned, narrowed his eyes, touched a tuft of beard on his chin with his fingers and said: "When I came over to help this morning, I didn't lock the door because I thought I would go home to get something later..."

"What? You've been doing this for a long time and you didn't lock the door?"

Before Yang Huamao finished speaking, Mrs. Huang shouted in shock. She stood up from the fire barrel and pointed at Yang Huamao with wide eyes: "You, you, you damn god, why don't you go out?"

Lock the door, you are still so short-sighted that your brain is filled with water!"

Huang was so angry that he stamped his feet, but what he stepped on was the iron grid in the fire barrel. This stomping not only hurt his own feet, but also caused the entire fire barrel to vibrate.

"Brothers and sisters, don't be impatient. If you have something to say, please speak it out."

Mrs. Sun quickly supported Mrs. Huang and persuaded her gently.

Madam Liu dragged Madam Huang to sit down, "If you want to stamp your feet, don't stamp your feet in the fire barrel. If the barrel overturns later, the three of us will be thrown upside down."

Huang sat back, leaned over and grabbed a shoe from the fire barrel and threw it at Yang Huamao.

"Damn it, you usually lock the door when you go to the toilet. Don't you know that you have some money saved at home? Why don't you lock the door now? Why?"

Yang Huamao turned his head to avoid Huang's shoe, with a face full of embarrassment, and said loudly: "Did I stop saying that? I was thinking that there were many relatives and friends who came to hold weddings in the morning, and maybe some of them would come to our house.

I wanted to have a cup of tea outside the door. It was convenient to go back and forth with the door locked, so I just kept it secret..."

"You fart, why do relatives and friends come to our house to drink tea? They are all here because of the fifth room!" Huang interrupted Yang Huamao's explanation again.

"To put it bluntly, you're still a good girl because of that thing of yours, so you didn't lock the door. Damn it, your girl must have stolen it!"

"What are you talking about? My sister is not that kind of person!"

Yang Huamao was really annoyed now and glared at Mrs. Huang, "Besides, my sister is not an outsider. Even if you put money in front of her, she won't be able to touch you!"

Mrs. Huang gritted her teeth: "I don't know if your sister can do anything, but your sister brought her nephew here this time. That guy has a sinister look on his face. He is not a good bird at first glance. He must have stolen it!"

"He..." Yang Huamao paused as soon as he shouted a word, and the image of that boy sitting there with his legs crossed and drinking tea popped into his mind. He really... deserves a beating!

At this time, Mrs. Huang could no longer control herself, so she jumped out of the heating and ran straight to Yang Huamao without wearing any shoes.

Both hands went out to grab Yang Huamao by the collar of his clothes, and he jumped and yelled and cursed: "I don't care, I don't care, you go find your sister and get the money back!"

Yang Huamao pulled Huang's hand hard and shouted anxiously: "Why are you crazy? You said they took it, so do you have evidence? We can't stand up for saying things that are baseless!"

Mr. Huang shook his head like crazy, and his bun was completely untied, and his hair was disheveled like a crazy lioness.

Tears flew from her red and swollen eyes, and she shouted over and over again: "I don't care, I don't care, if I can't get the money back, no one will be able to live in this new year!"

"Why are you being unreasonable? It's just that!" Yang Huamao was also annoyed and pulled Huang's hand hard. One of Huang's hands was thrown away by Yang Huamao, and his whole body hung on Yang Huamao's body like a piece of twine bag.

Her body was swaying, and she was frightened by the sight, fearing that Yang Huamao would violently throw her out.

So Sun, Bao Suyun and others quickly came up to hold Huang, while Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou pulled Yang Huamao aside.

Huang sat down on the ground, slapping her thighs and wailing at the top of her lungs, crying and cursing at the same time. The vague words conveyed one meaning: Yang Huamao was protecting his sister and his sister's husband's nephew!

Yang Huamao also had a face full of injustice. He pointed at Huang who was acting recklessly on the ground, turned to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou and said: "Look, look at it, it's really unreasonable! To catch cheaters and doubles, to catch thieves and stolen goods, just based on guesswork.

Why should I go door-to-door and ask for money? Isn’t this intentional to make things difficult for me?”

As men, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou can certainly understand Yang Huamao's difficulties.

On one side is my mother-in-law, who has six taels of silver to prepare for the New Year, and on the other side is my own sister who has been playing with her since she was a child. If she doesn’t have any irrefutable evidence, she rushes to ask questions like this, which not only embarrasses her sister, but also invisibly embarrasses her.

A big rift appeared in the relationship between the brother and sister.

Some cracks can be repaired, but some cracks, even if repaired, will leave a scar and cause some discomfort in the future.

"Brothers and sisters, please tell me if you have anything to say." Yang Huazhong said, and then hinted to Sun and Bao Suyun to help her up first.

What does it look like to lie down on the ground and cry and make a fuss during the Chinese New Year?

Sun and Bao Suyun quickly helped Huang up from the ground and stuffed the fire bucket back into it.

Ms. Liu came closer, her face full of excitement and curiosity, "I think the possibility of your sister stealing money is very small. It's not the first day she has been back to her parents' house. Hasn't she always been missing things in the past? You said 80%.

That boy stole it!"

Huang was stunned for a moment, then took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears. She felt sad, annoyed, and even more angry.

"If I had known that her nephew was such a bad guy, I would never have agreed to let her bring people to my house, and even helped her introduce people to Qing'er. I am so regretful that my intestines are blue!"

"What? Introduce him to Qing'er?"

Sun and Liu were all attracted by Huang's words.

Yang Huazhong and the others over there were also surprised.

"Why is Qing'er involved? What's going on?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, spread her hands and said, "Let Aunt Huang explain it for me!"

Ms. Liu quickly patted Mr. Huang's shoulder hard: "Oh, please stop crying. I'll give you a chance to cry after I finish talking about it! Say it quickly, say it quickly!"

Mrs. Huang was a little bit hurt by Mr. Liu's slap, but she knew what kind of person Mr. Liu was and it was not easy to get into trouble with Mr. Liu.

She could only frown and throw all her frustration and anger at her sister-in-law once again.

"What else can she do? Her own cow's tail can't cover her own cow's butt. She's still thinking about finding a job for her nephew. She insists on asking me to be the go-between to introduce her to Qing'er.

Let’s strike up a conversation so that Qing’er can find a job for her nephew!”

It turned out to be another errand!

Including Mrs. Liu, no one in the hall was surprised.

Because since the children of the old Yang family and the old Luo family have strived to become rich one after another, not to mention relatives and friends, people from ten miles and eight villages who want to help find a job have already crossed the threshold of the two families.
Chapter completed!