Otherwise, Yang Ruoqing doesn't have the slightest fondness for Luo Da'e alone.

After all, the harmful things Luo Da'e and her daughter Zhou Xia did together back then, whose graves were waist-deep in grass, made Yang Ruoqing sick every time she recalled them!

After finally helping Mrs. Sun clean up the dishes, Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan were thinking about the cows in the pasture. They didn't stay long after dinner and went back early with their two children.

He Lian'er is a pregnant woman and gets sleepy easily, so she went back to the house to rest.

Xiao An accompanied Yang Huazhong to talk in the main room.

Mrs. Sun took a clean handkerchief to wipe Yang Ruoqing's hands and said, "There are still a lot of vegetables left at noon. I'll ask your uncle and aunt to stop cooking at night and come over and eat together!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said yes.

"Then I won't take the two reunion boys away. Let them sleep in the backyard. Anyway, the Zhou family will leave later, and my aunt will also come over."

"Okay, don't delay, go over and say hello to the people in Zhoujia Village, otherwise I'll say you're rude."

After wiping her hands, Yang Ruoqing was directly pushed out of the main room by Mrs. Sun.

I had organized my words in my mind, and when I was approaching the entrance of the hospital, I had a polite smile on my face.

However, when she walked into the Luo family's yard, she found Wang Cuilian clearing away the tea bowls on the table, and Blacksmith Luo sitting on a small stool near the door, smoking a dry cigarette.

The atmosphere is a little bit bad.

Yang Ruoqing paused slightly, her thoughts changing.

Why is the atmosphere not right? What's going on?

Is it because I didn't come back in time to offer a toast?

"Where are uncle, aunt, aunt and others? Are they going back?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise and quickly walked into the main room.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, pulled out the tobacco stick and forced a smile.

"Well, I said I had something to do at home, so I went back after dinner."

Yang Ruoqing's face showed a bit of regret: "I came back earlier if you knew I was there. It just so happened that my mother's place had just been sorted out."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, stood up, put the tobacco pole behind his back and walked out.

"I'm going to hang out at the fish pond."

"Uncle, my parents said that we should all come over for dinner at night."

"You're welcome, parents. I'll wait until noon, but I won't make it through the night."

"Uncle, you have just finished eating. You must be strong. When you come back from shopping, you will be able to eat it. It will take a few more hours. There is no rush!"

Blacksmith Luo forced a smile, but he didn't know what the smile meant.

Before Yang Ruoqing had time to investigate further, she heard Wang Cuilian pretending to cough at the table.

Auntie, is there something going on?

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and came to Wang Cuilian's side.

"Auntie, let me clean it up for you."

She rolled up her sleeves and put her hands in the basin to help wash the dishes.

Wang Cuilian did not give in, because when two people put their hands in the basin to wash the tea bowl at the same time, their bodies could be closer. Naturally, it was easier for Wang Cuilian to whisper to Yang Ruoqing.

"Your uncle is not very happy." Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, "No wonder I didn't feel the atmosphere was very good right after I came back."

"Auntie, what's wrong with my uncle? Is it because I'm not at home to entertain guests?" she asked again.

Wang Cuilian shook her head: "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you. What's more, we have already decided to go to your parents' house to celebrate the festival!"

"We changed our minds because something happened temporarily. How can I annoy you?"

After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved.

"Then why is my uncle unhappy?" she asked immediately.

Wang Cuilian sighed, "Why else? It's about your aunt's family in Zhoujia Village!"

"What's going on at aunt's house?"

"Your aunt had a quarrel with her daughter-in-law Xiaohuan."

"Ah? Are the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law quarreling? This can't be done. In the past many years, the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law have basically never blushed.

As for my aunt, it seems that after Sister-in-law Xiaohuan gave birth to her two sons, she stopped interfering in many aspects.

It’s Xiaohuan who makes the decision at home, so why are we quarreling now?”

Wang Cuilian sighed: "Because of a child."

child?

For some reason, what suddenly flashed through Yang Ruoqing's mind was that Zhou Wang made a few small bucks by raising chickens and ducks, and then started fooling around outside.

If a scholar raises a second wife, he will give birth to a concubine.

But Yang Ruoqing soon denied this speculation, Zhou Wang was probably not that kind of person.

And although he made a little money, he always took care of the chickens, ducks and geese himself.

He is not a shopkeeper with neat folds at all, he is just a farmer who reeks of chicken manure.

It has not yet reached the standard for raising a second house, and its temperament does not meet the standards.

"Your Aunt Goose, you don't know why, but you brought a child back from outside."

"You are clamoring to raise me as your grandson, but your sister-in-law Xiaohuan is not willing to raise her. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarreled, and Zhou Wang was caught in the middle."

Hearing Wang Cuilian's words, Yang Ruoqing was really surprised.

"What kind of child?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Where did you pick it up from?"

"Boy or girl?"

"How old are you?"

"What's the reason why sister-in-law Xiaohuan doesn't agree?"

"Obviously Cousin Zhou Wang already has two sons, and Xiaohuan can still regenerate. Why does Auntie Big Goose still have to go out to pick up a son for Cousin Zhou Wang?"

"Could it be that that child has something to do with cousin Zhou Wang?"

Deer, Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked seven questions from her soul.

Wang Cuilian was stunned at this question.

Wang Cuilian smiled awkwardly, "Qing'er, you asked too many questions in one breath. I don't even know where to start my response."

Yang Ruoqing blinked and said, "Don't worry, aunt, just answer whatever comes to mind."

With that said, Wang Cuilian no longer feels any pressure.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "Your aunt told me that the baby was begging for food on the roadside. He looked pitiful. He was a boy, healthy, and he looked somewhat similar to Zhou Wang.

This is also fate, so I took it home to raise it so that my two grandsons at home will have a helper in the future."

"The child is not far away. He is from Qingshui Town for the time being. He was thrown away when he was born. An old couple who picked up rags adopted him."

"I am just twelve or thirteen years old this year. I heard from your aunt that I can help your cousin Zhou Wang with a lot of work. He is also a good hand at handling chickens, ducks and geese!"

"But Xiaohuan is not happy, saying that even if he accepts a disciple, he will not accept the child, and will send the child away life or death."

"Your aunt didn't agree. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarreled over this. They quarreled for several days. No, Xiaohuan seems to be sick with anger. She doesn't want to move around during the Dragon Boat Festival."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she felt like it didn't mean anything.

Pushing forward twelve or thirteen years, cousin Zhou Wang and Xiao Huan had just gotten married at that time. Life was difficult for the Zhou family, and the young couple were going through thick and thin together.

It was impossible to have an illegitimate child with another woman at that time!

"Then, what did Auntie Dago and uncle say?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

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Chapter completed!