Liu had already put aside the crux of the issue - was Dazhou stealing the money?

Liu's excitement at the moment was all focused on the dry rack.

"Seeing that her mother-in-law's sister-in-law was at a disadvantage, Mrs. Yang in the back actually rolled up her sleeves and joined Ms. Huang in beating Dazhou Niang. Ouch, it's always interesting. The two women held down Dazhou Niang and beat her hard.

It was like killing a pig, and most of the people in the village dropped their work and rushed over to watch the fun..."

Ms. Liu was talking and making gestures, and the pictures she made were like monkey boxing, which made Yang Ruoqing want to laugh.

Old Yang smiled directly, and the gloomy color on the old man's face seemed to be much lighter than before. Obviously, no matter what was wrong, the old man still liked to see that the old Yang family was united and would not suffer any loss outside!

'The world is awake' Yang Huazhong frowned even deeper: "This is simply nonsense. We are here to deal with the problem, not to worsen the problem and intensify the conflict!"

"What is that? What are Huamao and Dad Dazhou doing? As men, they don't stop them?" he asked again.

Mrs. Liu said: "Stop it, but the three women are fighting together. Even if they want to start a fight, they still need to work hard to pull it apart. A piece of Dad Dazhou's hair was pulled out, and Hua Mao's face was also scratched.

I don’t know who scratched the boss’s bloody marks!”

"Tsk, tsk..." Mrs. Liu said while shaking her head, "It's too miserable. It's really a fight between gods and mortals that suffers. Huamao is the unluckiest. He didn't get a penny back, and he even got scratched. He was beaten twice on the way back.

We were all quarreling, and Mrs. Huang was so angry that she ran back to her parents’ house halfway, saying she wouldn’t come back to celebrate the New Year!”

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What? Aunt Huang has returned to her parents' home? That means you and Uncle Huamao, fourth aunt, came back together?"

Mrs. Liu stared, "Qing'er, what do you mean by that? It seems like he and I are trying to avoid suspicion?"

"No, no, no, Fourth Aunt, I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean? You're scaring me. I'm an innocent woman. I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!" Ms. Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing was happy and thought to herself, Fourth Aunt, if you were that kind of person, then where did Kang Xiaozi come from?

This is all irrefutable evidence, but Yang Ruoqing is a junior, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot slap his elders in the face with such a thing.

"Well, I couldn't express myself clearly," Yang Ruoqing smiled and then explained.

"What I want to ask is, when Aunt Huang returned to her parents' home in anger, Uncle Huamao didn't follow her to coax her? Instead, she went back to the village with you, Fourth Aunt?"

Regarding this issue, Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong also want to know.

Old Yangtou said: "I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes. I lost all my money. I came back very angry. In the end, the couple ended up at odds. Hey, misfortunes never come singly!"

Yang Huamei also looked anxious, got up and walked out.

"Lao San, where are you going?" Lao Yangtou called to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong turned around and said, "Go to Huamao's house and have a look."

Old Yangtou pushed the wheelchair: "I'm going too, by the way, and I'll bring him a bottle of ointment to wipe the wounds on his face!"

Yang Huazhong nodded and was about to turn around to get the medicine when Liu sighed in a long tone, "Hey, dad, third brother, why are you so impatient? I haven't even finished what I said!"

"What else do you want to say?" Old Yangtou asked.

Mrs. Liu said: "Huamao didn't come back at all. If you went to his house, you would have made a big mistake!"

"Not at home? Then where has he been?" Old Yang asked, following Liu's thoughts.

Mrs. Liu glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who was startled for a moment, then smiled, "Where else can we go? Most likely we are going to Aunt Huang's parents' house to coax her!"

Mrs. Liu nodded, "It pissed me off. When we went there, Yang Huamao pulled a wooden cart. Mrs. Huang and I rode in the cart, which saved us a lot of leg effort."

"They got into a fight when we came back, so I had to walk back halfway by myself. It took me three or four miles, but I was so exhausted that the soles of my feet were blistered!"

As Liu said this, she bent down and grabbed her shoes, apparently wanting to take them off.

Yang Ruoqing immediately held down her arm, "Fourth Aunt, after all, there's no need to take off your shoes. It's easy to catch a cold in this weather."

"Oh, my Qing'er still cares about me, okay, then I won't take them off!" Mrs. Liu took her hands off her shoes, and then said to Yang Ruoqing and Lao Yangtou:

"I was hungry and didn't eat breakfast. I worked all day long and had to walk back by myself when I was done. I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back. No, I only ate so much at noon."

"Ghosts eat gold ingot candles, people eat whole grains, and after a few bowls of hot meals, they burrow into the ground obediently, and my entire being comes alive!"

Except for Yang Ruoqing's perfunctory smile, Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong only listened to Liu's first two sentences about Yang Huamao's whereabouts at the moment. As for the nonsense about eating and drinking, they automatically filtered it out.

"Counting the time, Huamao probably hasn't returned to the village yet, so let's go later!" Old Yangtou said.

Yang Huazhong naturally had no objections, and the father and son went off to do other things.

Mrs. Liu still wanted to take Yang Ruoqing with her to continue gossiping about the fight between Mr. Huang and Mrs. Dazhou, but Yang Ruoqing had no intention of it anymore and wanted to go back to accompany Tang Yazi.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun also came back at this time, and Yang Ruoqing said: "Fourth Aunt, my mother hasn't heard the previous gossip yet, please tell her quickly!"

Mrs. Liu's eyes lit up and she stared at Mr. Sun, like a beast that has been hungry for several days staring at a piece of fat meat.

This made Sun's footsteps stop and the hairs all over his body stand on end.

Ms. Liu leaned over and grabbed Mr. Sun, "Third sister-in-law, come here. We haven't chatted together for a long time. Come on, let's talk and understand each other!"

Mrs. Sun smiled with an honest look on her face. She thought to her four younger siblings that what you said was a bit exaggerated. How could they not get together to chat and have fun these days?

But Sun has a good temper as warm as water. Even if she doesn't agree with the other person's words in her heart, she will not refute him face to face.

Unless those words were serious and she had to explain a few words, she would laugh off some innocuous words.

While Sun and Liu were holding hands and talking, Yang Ruoqing quickly ran away.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw my father Yang Huazhong, who was supposed to be busy elsewhere, squatting in the yard with Blacksmith Luo to sort out fishing nets.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Yang Huazhong glanced behind her.

"Don't worry dad, fourth aunt didn't come with you."

Yang Ruoqing could tell his thoughts with just one movement from him.

Yang Huazhong was a little embarrassed, so he got up and walked over to Yang Ruoqing, saying in a deep voice: "Your fourth aunt was here earlier, and there was something I couldn't say. As for you asking me to send someone to pay attention to Mrs. Huasheng, it's really
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