Old Yangtou chuckled and pointed at Yang Ruoqing, "Okay, then Qing'er will have to work hard. You can go do other things after I drop you off. I'll ask your aunt to drop you off when you come back later."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing was pushing the wheelchair, and Tan followed closely, holding Lao Yangtou's pair of crutches in his hands.

In this way, Lao Yangtou was sent to Lao Wang's house.

"There is no one in the new house. The yard is locked. Everyone should be at the old house." Old Yang was sitting in a wheelchair, looking straight ahead.

Yang Ruoqing pushed him past the low house sandwiched between the new house and the old house, and found that the door of the house was ajar.

"Isn't my aunt here?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Old Yang waved his hand: "That's not possible, right? How could there be anyone living in this house?"

Mrs. Tan rushed to the door of the low house, pushed the door in hard, and then stuck her head in to take a look.

"No one! Mei'er isn't here!" Tan said, looking away.

Old Yangtou breathed a sigh of relief, "I built this house before to keep the Xu family away. Even if Meier lives in this house, it's just a show for the Xu family. It can't be taken seriously."

Yang Ruoqing could just listen to what Old Yangtou said with an ear.

In fact, this low house was probably built for Aunt Mei'er, but Aunt Mei'er herself thought she was collaborating with her sons to put on a play for the Xu family.

Little did she know that she was the only one who performed her best in and out of the play, and the others... didn't care. Anyway, all this was Lao Wang's family matter.

Maybe what will happen to Aunt Meier even if she understands the truth? Why should outsiders worry so much?

"Which one is over there? What are you doing?"

A stern and vigilant voice suddenly came from the left side of the three of them. It was so sudden that the three of them were startled.

But immediately, the three of them calmed down, because the person who shouted was none other than Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei was standing at the other end of the courtyard wall of the old Wang family's house. The wall was at shoulder height. Yang Huamei stood on tiptoe and just happened to see that the three people sitting in front of the low house were none other than her mother's family.

Yang Huamei's eyes showed surprise, "Hey, Dad, Mom, Qing'er, why are you here?"

She shouted a few times, then turned around and ran towards the courtyard gate. After a while, she ran out of the courtyard and came here.

"Father, mother!"

Old Yang smiled and nodded.

Yang Ruoqing called her aunt.

Mrs. Tan came up and said to Yang Huamei: "No, Xiaohei's wife will come in tomorrow. Your father and I have planned to come over today to see how well prepared you are. Take a look.

Is there anything I can help with?"

Hearing what Tan said, Yang Huamei nodded happily.

"Although I don't need your help, I would be more than satisfied if you could come over and show your concern!"

"Come on, come on, come in and sit down, have a sip of tea, Qing'er, your master asked me to push!"

Yang Huamei directly took the armrest of the wheelchair from Yang Ruoqing, pushed the old man up and led the way. As she walked, she turned to greet Tan and Yang Ruoqing behind her: "Come on, come on."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, I won't go in..."

"Hey, what's going on? You arrived at my aunt's house and you didn't even go in and sit down? I'm going to be angry!" Yang Huamei stood still and deliberately looked down at Yang Ruoqing.

Old Yang also turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing in a consultative tone: "Qing'er, if it doesn't delay, you can come in and take a look around before leaving, so that your aunt won't have to talk too much."

Talking too much is the local dialect in this area of ​​Mianniu Mountain.

It means that you let others pick your faults, come in and sit down, the guests and the host have done their duty, everyone has nothing to pick, and they are all very satisfied with each other.

Well, that's probably the explanation.

However, from Yang Ruoqing's point of view, she is not afraid of others saying she is talkative. She does not like to be kidnapped by morality.

But the next moment, Yang Huamei's words made Yang Ruoqing plan to change her mind and go to Lao Wang's house.

Because Yang Huamei said: "Qing'er, I've decorated Xiao Hei's wedding room. You have good taste. Come and help me look at the two pillow towels on the bed. Which pattern is better? I'm not sure yet!"

Everyone entered the old house of Lao Wang's family together.

The yard was very clean. Old man Wang Hongquan was standing at the door of the east room with a feather duster in his hand, cleaning the tiny dust on the door frame.

Seeing everyone coming in, Wang Hongquan turned around and greeted Lao Yangtou warmly.

Yang Huamei parked the wheelchair in the main room and let Wang Hongquan and Lao Yangtou talk there.

Then he took Yang Ruoqing and Tan into the east room.

The east room was occupied by Wang Hongquan and his wife a long time ago. Xiaohei's grandmother died more than ten years ago, and Wang Hongquan himself has always lived in the house behind.

Not long after Wang Shuanzi passed away unexpectedly in the first month of last year, Wang Hongquan also moved to the old house in the backyard to live alone in order to avoid suspicion with his widowed wife.

So this east room has been empty for almost two years, used to store debris.

Since Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong got engaged, the east room has been cleaned up again, and now it is used as Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong's wedding room.

Therefore, when Yang Ruoqing walked into the east room with Yang Huamei, her eyes lit up.

Everywhere you look, everything is brand new.

The red words "Double Happiness" are plastered all over the bedside and walls, and the windows are also papered with magpies climbing branches. The brand-new large flower bed, brand-new sheets, bedding and pillows are everywhere filled with new people and a new atmosphere, which is different from the waste of the previous few years.

The smell is completely different.

Not only that, in addition to the bed, tables and chairs, there were also a series of tall and low cabinets along the wall. It was obvious that Aunt Mei'er had put a lot of thought into these things, and also spent money in her pocket.

Auntie's previous private money, including the money her grandparents gave her overtly and covertly, wasn't all used to subsidize Dabai's shop and new house?

Where can I find the money to buy these clothes cabinets for Xiao Hei?

Just when Yang Ruoqing had doubts in her mind, Mrs. Tan took the first step and asked the questions in Yang Ruoqing's mind. They really are the ancestors and grandsons who have a clear understanding of each other!

"Meier, where did you get the money to buy these things for Xiao Hei? These things cost a lot of money. Where did you get the money?"

There were no outsiders in the room, so Tan asked straightforwardly.

Yang Huamei seemed to have expected that they were going to ask. She smiled calmly, with a bit of pride and pride in her smile.

"These things are supposed to be the woman's dowry, right? It's not the man's responsibility to buy them. Is that what you mean?"

Yang Huamei did not rush to answer Tan's question, but instead threw the question to Tan.

Mrs. Tan was stunned for a moment, but she still nodded, "Yes, these clothes cabinets were supposed to be the woman's dowry, and they were brought with her when she got married."

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