Yu Jinbao was so frightened that he shrank his neck, lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

Yang Huaming hugged Yang Ruohe without further delay, and left like a gust of wind.

Old Yangtou said to Yu Jinbao: "Stay away from our He'er from now on, otherwise, we will report to the official."

"My granddaughter Qing'er has a close friendship with Magistrate Zou. We, the old Yang family, can still put you in jail!"

After saying these threatening words, Lao Yangtou also left.

After Lao Yang's family left, Yu Dafu also came to Yu Jinbao.

He leaned down and raised his finger to point at Yu Jinbao.

Those fingers were trembling so hard that they couldn't point accurately.

"You bastard, how come we, Lao Yu, are like you?"

"Your father, if your father knew anything about it, you would make him mad to death!"

"Uncle, what's going on? Don't just scold my brother!"

Yu Jingui ran into the house, supporting Yu Jinbao while looking at Yu Jinbao's bruised nose and swollen face, and felt heartbroken and burst into tears.

"Uncle, how can you help outsiders bully my brother like this? We are your nieces and nephews!" Yu Jingui cried again.

Yu Dafu was already so angry that he couldn't even say a word.

Next to him, Yu Dafu's daughter-in-law said: "Jin Gui, I'm not talking about you, my aunt, you, your brothers and sisters, you are so unattractive!"

"You obviously have a cellar, and there are grains, wheat, sweet potatoes, etc. in the cellar, but you still hide it from me and your uncle,"

"When we are in lean years, you beg for money from us. We don't even have enough to eat, so we save it from the gaps between our teeth for you."

"You deceived us like this, but now you dare to hide someone else's daughter in your own house."

"What does it look like when a man and a woman live together in the same room?"

"Lao Yang's family is very powerful, and all of his brothers, uncles and nephews are strong men."

"Qing'er is a wealthy businessman in this area with a wide network of connections, and Tang Yazi is a general."

"If you offend the old Yang family so much, do you really think your uncle's old face can hold you back? He will be imprisoned by then. Don't blame aunt for not warning you!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Yu Jingui's arrogance was completely suppressed.

After all, she is a teenage country girl and has never seen big scenes.

When I heard that I was going to jail, I immediately turned pale.

She stretched out her hands, hugged Yu Jinbao tightly, and shook her head vigorously while crying.

"Brother, please tell uncle and aunt that this is not the case. You are not that kind of person, right? Just tell me!"

However, Yu Jinbao knelt on the ground, his head drooped, unmoved.

Yu Jingui burst into tears and raised his fists, raining down on Yu Jinbao's body.

"Brother, why are you so confused! If you are taken to jail, what will Jinhua and I do? Wuwuwu..."

Yu Jingui cried so hard that Yu Jinhua, who was standing by, didn't quite understand what was going on, but when she saw her second sister like this, she was frightened and opened her mouth and burst into tears.

Yu Dafu looked at the messy room and sighed heavily.

"You have grown up and become more capable. You can hide everything from me. Today I will just talk about it. From now on, I will not care about your affairs anymore!"

After saying these words, Yu Dafu stamped his feet fiercely, turned around and left the house.

…

Changping Village, the old house of the Yang family.

In Yang Ruohe's room in the west room, Mrs. Liu was left there to guard it.

Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huazhong, Yang Yongxian and others were summoned to the east room opposite by Old Yangtou.

At this time, candles were lit in the east room, but Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan's expressions were solemn.

Yang Ruoqing was the last one to enter the house because she went to the toilet.

I scanned around the room but didn't see Yang Huaming. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a person squatting in the corner where the candlelight couldn't reach.

But it was none other than Fourth Uncle Yang Huaming. He was seen holding his head in both hands and not saying a word.

The entire east room was shrouded in an unusually dull atmosphere, making people feel breathless and depressed.

"Sir, He'er is back. You just need to keep a good watch over her. I'll go back first," Yang Ruoqing said.

I spent all my time on this all day long and didn't even get a good rest.

Over there, Old Yangtou's voice came: "Qing'er, you can't leave yet, this matter is not over yet!"

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

I saw that Old Yangtou was holding back his words, as if he was ashamed to speak.

Next to her, Ms. Tan seemed to have sensed Old Yangtou's emotions. The old lady curled her lips and made a sound.

"Let me tell you, if the stick on the fourth child is too light, he should be beaten to death with one stick!"

"He didn't kill her, but left a big disaster. Now the mess is getting bigger and bigger. Even Qing'er can't help clean up that dead girl He'er. It's best to kill her directly!" Tan said.

Lao Yang lowered his head and shouted at Mrs. Tan: "You only know how to beat her to death, and you are our granddaughter! No matter how unpleasant she is, she is still our granddaughter!"

Tan said: "If you don't want to beat her shameless little hoof to death, then make a bowl of medicine and beat the bastard in her belly!"

in stomach?

bastard?

Yang Ruoqing was shocked by what she heard.

"Excuse me..." she said, and took a step forward to the bed.

"Master, grandma, what's going on? He'er, she...?" She asked with her eyes wide open.

Old Yangtou frowned, and his face, which was darker than the bottom of the pot, turned red.

"Hey! What a misfortune for our family!" The old man sighed heavily and shook his head.

"I don't have the shame to say it, but she has the shame to do that kind of thing. Is there something wrong with our old Yang family's grave? Monsters are rampant!" The old man lamented again.

For most of my life, I have valued face more than my life. Now, I am really afraid of whatever comes.

"Miscellaneous, I'm sorry to say this. Please tell me what's going on." Yang Ruoqing turned her gaze from Lao Yangtou back to Mrs. Tan and asked.

Tan's sparse brows knitted together, "Your fourth uncle is worried about that dead girl He'er. He invited Uncle Fu to come over and take a look at her earlier because he was afraid that the stick would leave the root of the disease."

"The stick is nothing, but that damn girl has an extra piece of meat in her belly!" said Tan.

I go!

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath.

When I checked He'er's situation at Yu Jinbao's house earlier, I didn't notice it.

It must have been a short time and I was in a hurry and didn't look carefully, so I missed it.

And Fu Bo has experience in this area.

"How long has it been?" she asked again.

Tan curled his lips: "It's been less than a month, it's not too obvious, but after Uncle Fu said that, it's 80% true!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Uncle Fu's diagnosis is very accurate."

"Less than a month..."

"So, you got pregnant while you were in town?"

"Then, who is the father of the child?"
Chapter completed!