How much a person returns depends on what he has given.

Yang Huaan is in the situation he is in today. He brought it upon himself and does not deserve sympathy.

"Hey, it's really off-putting to talk about this while having breakfast." Yang Ruoqing said with a deliberately droopy face.

Yang Yongjin grinned: "No more. So what, Bamei, when will we leave?"

Cao Bamei put down her chopsticks, wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up.

"I'm full, let's set off now."

"Okay!" Yang Yongjin said, "Then I'll go tell Third Uncle and the others, and then I'll wait for you outside the yard."

"Okay, I'll be here in a minute." Cao Bamei responded.

Here, she turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, I have to go to town."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, it's better to go to town and live a good life with my second brother."

Cao Bamei said: "In the past two days, I have to work hard for you and my third aunt to help take care of my mother-in-law, fourth brother, and my grandparents."

"When we found the house, we immediately went back to the village to pick them up," she added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "You can go to the town to find a house with peace of mind. We will take good care of them in the past two days."

Together with Yang Huazhong, Sun and Da Sun, they sent Yang Yongjin and his wife to the carriage, and everyone returned to the yard in mourning.

The eldest Sun family has already learned from the Sun family why Cao Bamei and the others want to separate their families and stay away from their old home.

"It's good to leave now. Let's go clean. I'll ask Qing'er to send a message to Bamei and the others later."

"Let them come back to my place for a meal during the holidays from now on, and break off the relationship with Yang Hua'an, that crooked old dog!" said the eldest Sun angrily.

Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yongjin's father is not the only one in Lao Yang's family. Everyone else is quite good."

"It's not good to go to your mother's house instead of your husband's house. Yongjin is angry with his father, but not with anyone else. After all, he is a descendant of the old Yang family." The woman said.

Mrs. Dasun snorted: "I'm just talking in anger!"

…

Before lunch, Mrs. Sun sent Yang Ruoqing to visit the old house.

Definitely not to visit Yang Hua'an, but to see if Jin's lunch was burnt.

If it wasn't burning, I might beat some more rice and give some food to Mr. Yang and his wife, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Jin.

As for Yang Huaan, whether he starves to death or not is not a consideration.

Old house.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing entered the house, she smelled the stench of feces and urine.

That smell came from Yang Hua'an's house.

Yang Ruoqing quickly covered her mouth and nose and rushed forward, not even intending to take a look inside the room, even though the door was ajar.

However, Yang Huaan in the room heard footsteps outside.

"Which one is it? Is it the young boy?"

"Get me here, I'm dying of thirst, please pour me some tea..."

When she heard this ferocious roar, Yang Ruoqing stopped for a moment.

He pushed open the door of Yang Hua'an's house sideways, covered his mouth and nose and poked his head inside.

Then he saw Yang Huaan sitting on the bed, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face.

Seeing the door being pushed open, he turned his head angrily in this direction.

Thinking it was Yang Yongqing, he opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw it was Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huaan was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, uncle, what's going on? The room looks like a toilet. It almost smoked me to death." Yang Ruoqing said deliberately, fanning her sleeves.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huaan gritted his teeth.

I just ate the food from this damn girl's house last night and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for most of the night. I just took a breath now.

"Huh, whoever does good things knows it in his heart."

Yang Huaan said bitterly.

"Those who play dirty tricks behind their backs and stumbling upon others will be struck by lightning and have sores on their soles of their feet!" he continued.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Are you cursing her for last night's meal?

"Oh no, if you give food to a dog, the dog will still wag its tail at you."

"Some people are worse than dogs." Yang Ruoqing sneered.

“It’s really shameless to eat other people’s food secretly, and then you can’t digest it yourself and rely on others!”

"When you are alive, you waste food, when you are dead, you pollute the land, bah!"

Yang Ruoqing's words made Yang Huaan blush and become even more embarrassed and angry.

"Damn girl, who are you scolding? I'm your father's eldest brother. Your father has to call me big brother when he sees me. Who do you think you are?" Yang Huaan stared and asked.

Yang Ruoqing fought back without showing any signs of weakness: "Eldest brother? Big brother? You? You don't deserve it!"

"you……"

"What am I?" Yang Ruoqing cut off Yang Huaan's words.

"Don't soak yourself in monkey urine and take pictures of yourself. With your wretched and trivial appearance, are you worthy of being my uncle?"

"You are the disgrace and scum of the old Yang family, and you are the rat excrement that ruined our whole family of old Yang!"

"you you you……"

Yang Huaan raised his hand to cover his chest, his chest heaving rapidly with anger, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and smiled proudly.

Sister, I am not Jin or Cao Bamei.

Want to pick a fight with me? I’m going to make you mad!

Throwing a contemptuous look at Yang Huaan, Yang Ruoqing snorted and turned away.

backyard.

Mrs. Sun is already cooking in the kitchen.

Yang Yongqing was chopping firewood at the door of the kitchen to help Jin.

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west? My little cousin can actually chop firewood?"

Yang Ruoqing joked and walked over this way.

Yang Yongqing held an ax in both hands and was chopping firewood with the clumsy man.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, he raised his head and glanced over, smiling sheepishly.

"My second brother said that I can no longer play as crazy as before. I have to learn something to have food."

"He asked me to practice chopping firewood at home these days, and then he will take me to a restaurant in town to chop wood!" Yang Yongqing said.

"Cousin Qing'er, if I chop wood well, will I be able to eat in the future?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "With three hundred and sixty lines, you will be the number one scholar. Little cousin, if you concentrate on practicing chopping firewood well, you will definitely have something to eat."

Yang Yongqing nodded, picked up the ax again and chopped firewood seriously.

Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen, where Jin was already washing rice and preparing to cook it.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Jin's eyes shone with joy.

With his wet hands still stained with a few rice husks, he quickly came to Yang Ruoqing and held her hand.

Grinning, and making a sound of ‘Ah? Ah?’.

It's like asking her why she's here? Is there something wrong?

Yang Ruoqing then gestured and explained Sun's meaning.

Jin understood it and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, shouting "Ahhh".

Then she pointed to the rice washed in the dustpan and a handful of vegetables on the side, implying that she would cook lunch herself and there was no need to go there.

After the two communicated, Yang Ruoqing left the kitchen.

I happened to see Lao Yangtou coming back from outside.
Chapter completed!