Changping Village.

"Qing'er, I just did some calculations. There are nearly fifty people on this list, and the money is only nine taels. Even if I are crossed out, each person will not be able to get two hundred cents."

Yang Huazhong tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his thick brows knitting together.

"Even if this big guy goes to work, his day's wages are only fifty or sixty cents. It has delayed him for three days and three nights. He didn't even drink a sip of tea from our old Yang family. The mosquitoes were bitten to death in the hot night. I got it.

Two hundred pennies is not enough, I’m really embarrassed to take it out!”

"Fourth, Yongzhi, do you think so?"

Yang Yongzhi smiled bitterly: "Although this matter cannot be calculated in terms of wages, you can put down your work and come to help. There is love in it. Love cannot be calculated, nor can it be measured in money."

"Yongzhi said it well!" Yang Huaming gave Yang Yongzhi a thumbs up in time.

Yang Yongzhi was a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and said, "If you can't help it, cross out my name too. We don't have to worry about paying for someone from our own family. Fourth uncle, don't you think so?"

"Um...ah!" Yang Huaming responded with a few monosyllables without answering directly.

As for imitating the two of them and taking the initiative to cross off one's name from the list, that's impossible. Brothers have to settle accounts clearly. What's more, he is an uncle who helps his nephew, and he has all the credit for his hard work. Yang Yongqing is ignorant and doesn't know.

I mean, you can use some of the money from selling water monkeys to buy meat and wine, isn’t that excessive?

Seeing Yang Huaming's unhappy look, Yang Huazhong was a little unhappy. Just as he was hesitating whether to say a few words to him, Yang Ruoqing once again turned the conversation to her side.

"Dad, third brother, you don't need to cross out your names. Everyone who sees the Water Monkey has a share of the money. I even got a share from Li Jiali in Lijia Village, not to mention that you are exhausted from working in it.

Three days and three nights of people?”

Yang Huaming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with approval.

He quickly said energetically: "What Qing'er said makes sense, Third Brother, we have to be modest and consider the occasion. Sometimes it's fun to share three melons and two dates together, but we don't expect to rely on that sum."

Small money makes a fortune.”

Yang Huaming's naughty look made Yang Huazhong hesitate.

Yang Huaming rolled up his sleeves, revealing red envelopes all over his arms: "Third brother, look, my arms were inflamed by bugs when I was crawling in the grass at night. They were itchy to death. They have only gotten better in the past two days!"

"

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming's white arm and made up his mind: "Okay, then no one will name it, and everyone will take the money in a down-to-earth manner."

"Young boy is not sensible. It doesn't matter whether he is found or not. He helps to find him. This is a favor."

"He doesn't know how to repay the favor, but we, as elders and brothers, have to understand. How about this? Lao Si, Zhi Xiaozi, Qing'er, I plan to buy a few tables of food and invite the people who helped search for it that night to come to my house for a meal.

Rice, as a thank you! What do you think?"

Yang Huaming's first reaction was, should the money for the banquet be shared among the old Yang family? Or should the third brother pay for it himself?

But he was embarrassed to ask, so he could only smile and let Yang Yongzhi and Yang Ruoqing answer first.

Yang Yongzhi waved his hand: "Third uncle, this won't work. This is obviously our big house's business. How can we ask you to pay for it? I'll go to Qing Xiaozi and ask him to take some money no matter what!"

What he was unsure about was directly spoken by Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Huazhong didn't correct him. Yang Huaming suddenly felt relaxed, and even had the mood to grin and joke: "Yongzhi, if you can ask Qing boy to come up with the money, I will

Write your name backwards!"

Yang Huazhong said: "There's no need to ask him to pay. Let him keep the little money he has so that he can take care of his daughter. For both public and private purposes, I'll cover all the meals!"

To put it bluntly, the person who came to help on the 50th was not Yongqing's face. It was mainly Qing'er and secondarily him.

Therefore, it is appropriate to treat others to a meal.

I wonder if Yang Yongzhi cannot understand the mystery, but both Yang Huaming and Yang Ruoqing understand.

So Yang Huaming chuckled and said nothing, as if it was all up to Yang Huazhong to make the decision.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, when the time comes to treat us to dinner, my group of people don't need to invite us. You can just thank the other thirty or so people."

She will have other rewards for her subordinates, but she will not say these explicitly.

"Also, I will pay half of the money for the dinner, as a token of my gratitude."

"Since Qing'er has already paid out half of it, Third Uncle, if you don't want my share of Qianwo, you can also add it in. It's a little bit of my heart!"

When Yang Ruoqing said those words before, Yang Huaming felt completely comfortable, but Yang Yongzhi showed up again.

Yang Huaming felt uncomfortable again and stared at him quietly.

Your third uncle and your cousin are not short of money, and the people who come to help look for them are all doing it for their sakes. Why do they treat them to a meal? You idiot, stop messing around.

Unfortunately, Yang Yongzhi's thoughts were not with Yang Huaming at all, and Yang Huaming's eyes were equivalent to looking at a blind man.

"Third brother, as long as you come up with what you want, you don't need to pay for the meal. When the time comes, come over for dinner and a few more drinks."

Yang Ruoqing clapped her hands, and the matter was settled.

Then, Yang Huazhong brought an abacus, and after a while of banging it, he totaled up the money divided by each person.

Nine taels of silver, fifty people, one hundred and eighty cents for each person.

That night, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming delivered the money from door to door in the order of the names on the list. When they delivered it, they also brought the receipt for selling the water monkey, so that everyone could take a look at this.

Accounts must be kept above board.

…

The Luo family's backyard.

Yang Ruoqing stood beside a cluster of epiphyllums in the yard, twirling the epiphyllums in her hands and sniffing them.

On the other side of a carved hollow wall, two figures with their heads bowed stood in the darkness.

"...The above are the results of my subordinates' squatting around the house of the chamber pot man in Lijia Village these past few days. Please let me know, Master."

Yang Ruoqing's calm voice came from the night flower: "Keep watching, no matter where he goes, what he does, what tools he uses, who he meets, what he says, or even what he eats every day and how much he eats, you have to pay attention.

"

"As you command!"

The two black figures retreated quietly, as if they had merged with the night.

After they left, Liu Xueyun came from outside.

Yang Ruoqing turned to look at him, "You didn't go to talk to your fiancée when you came back, so you just immersed yourself in your affairs. Then you turned around and ignored the three girls. What should you do?"

Liu Xueyun just came from Changle County two days ago. The last time he went back was to worship during the Ghost Festival.
Chapter completed!