Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I live in the Emperor's restaurant and eat all kinds of delicacies. I feel like I have gained weight."

Sun said: "Nonsense, you must be worried, your chin is already pointed!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, her mother is her mother, and the first thing she cared about when meeting her was her physical condition.

Beside him, Yang Huazhong was also smiling innocently, watching the couple being intimate.

When it was almost done, he squeezed in a sentence.

"Qing'er, how's that going?" he asked.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing look away from Sun, looked at Yang Huazhong, and then raised her hand to make a done gesture.

Yang Huazhong's eyes lit up and he continued: "Really? Can you come back? That would be great!"

"Your father and I will sum it up at home. Even if we can't get 40% back, we can get 20% back."

"Your fourth uncle is no longer with us. The 20% he wants to get back will be divided between your fifth uncle and your second brother. It will not be easy for both of them to support two children," Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said, "Don't worry, Dad, how much they stole from us back then, now they have to take back their money with interest!"

"With interest? What do you mean?"

Old Yangtou's voice suddenly broke in, and people immediately came in through the gate.

Behind him were Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongzhi.

Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin didn't come because they had already gone back to the county and the county town restaurant to take care of business.

"Qing'er, hurry up, tell me how to solve this problem?"

After Lao Yangtou entered the main room, he asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Seeing the new strands of white hair on Old Yang's temples, Yang Ruoqing could guess what kind of mental journey he had gone through in the past month.

Looking at my father and two cousins, I don't know whether it's because it's too hot this summer, or because this matter has been hanging over their heads like a sword. In short, they all look haggard.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Sir, let's sit down and let me tell you this matter in detail."

After spending a pack of cigarettes, Yang Ruoqing, like a storyteller, vividly told everyone how to bring down the Yang family.

After listening for a long time, Old Yang let out a long sigh.

"Knowing people but not their hearts, painting the skin of a tiger is difficult to paint the bones." said the old man.

"Nephew Wenxuan, if you don't go into opera, you're really wasting your talent!" he said again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed, even Mrs. Sun covered her mouth and laughed.

Old Yangtou was in a good mood and had a bit of humor.

"Isn't that right? When he first came to our house, he was as honest as a dog." Yang Yongzhi said.

"I thought it was strange at the time. He would find topics to talk to everyone in our family every day, even Ju'er."

"After a long time of doing it, it turned out that it was for our family property. At that time, I felt that this person was full of bad ideas and had a bad idea just by turning a blind eye."

"Only now do I realize that compared to the fact that he was jealous of the concubines, fought hard, killed people, and grabbed our 40% bonus, it is really nothing. Hahaha..."

Yang Yongzhi's words, especially the last two sentences, really made everyone's hair almost stand up.

"I really didn't expect that he would be sued for his life, hey!" Old Yangtou couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"It's in vain that I admired him so much at first. I thought this nephew was not bad. After a long time, he turned out to be a bad guy who committed murder and arson. Alas, what a pity!" the old man said again.

Yang Yongxian just covered his mouth. He was a bit of a germaphobe and said, "When I think about eating with someone who has killed someone, my stomach turns upside down."

After everyone took turns to condemn Yang Wenxuan, Old Yangtou then asked Yang Ruoqing: "Then what you want, Qing'er, is to ask your uncle to come to the door in person to apologize, and then return our things, and then we won't do it."

Is this how you argue with them and let Yang Wenxuan be released?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The first half of what I said is right, but the second half is wrong."

"He killed people, let other people's white-haired people give away their black-haired people, and left other people's children without a father and a mother."

"Whether you can be released from prison or kill someone to pay for your life is not something we can decide. It depends on the government's decision," she said.

This time she was in Yuncheng, she was responsible for digging out these criminal evidences, and now the task has been successfully completed.

"Father Qing'er, you chat with Master Qing'er and the others while I go to the backyard to prepare lunch. Qing'er is back today. Everyone, don't leave at noon. Let's eat here." Mrs. Sun said with a smile.

Yang Huazhong naturally nodded happily.

Lao Yangtou and the others did not refuse.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's been a long time since I helped my mother cook. I'll go too."

It is now the beginning of June in the lunar calendar, when the summer weather is getting hotter.

In this ancient era, there was no electricity, no fans, no air conditioners, no refrigerators, everything was purely natural.

It was a bit stuffy in the kitchen, so the two women carried the vegetables and the baskets together to the old locust tree in the yard at the door of the kitchen to pick vegetables.

Luo Baobao and Dazhi ran away again after coming over to be intimate with Yang Ruoqing.

After all, it was the nature of a child, so he took some snacks and toys brought back by Yang Ruoqing and ran away immediately.

Here, Yang Ruoqing squatted beside Sun, helping her pick vegetables and talking.

"Mom, are you all okay during my absence? Are my husband and wife not sick?" she asked.

While peeling the edamame clips neatly, Mrs. Sun put the round and plump edamame meat into the small bamboo basket on the side, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Half a month ago, your uncle accidentally sprained his ankle.

Apart from lying in bed for a few days, everyone else was fine and nothing happened."

"Ah? Mr. Grandpa sprained his foot? I'm going to take a look right now!"

She said, stood up and was about to leave.

Mr. Sun called out to him, "You have just come back. What are you so anxious about? Besides, your uncle's foot has healed. He should not be in the house right now. He has gone into the village to play cards with Lao Jiangtou and the others."

"Ah? My father-in-law also learned to play cards?" Yang Ruoqing expressed her curiosity about this.

This kind of card is made of bamboo slices. Holding it in your hand is like holding a big bamboo fan.

The men of the villagers all like to play, but generally it is young people who play, and not many old people play.

Unexpectedly, the elderly have learned how to do it now, hahaha. If the old ladies and aunts go to the village to dance in the square again, Yang Ruoqing will doubt whether she has traveled through time and space, hahaha...

The two of them were chatting about their parents' petty issues, but the work at hand was not delayed at all.

Sun was peeling the edamame, while Yang Ruoqing was pinching the cowpeas.
Chapter completed!