"Little sister, come here and help me carry water." Yang Ruohe greeted and turned around and entered his room.

Yu Xiaomei rubbed her eyes and followed into the house. When she saw the spicy food on the ground, Yu Xiaomei was startled.

"Oh, sister-in-law, I almost forgot. When I was giving my little niece a bath, I took the spices from your house, but I never brought them back. Where did you get the spices?"

Hearing Yu Xiaomei's question, Yang Ruohe was also stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean? Didn't you bring this piece of spiced rice to me when I called you earlier?" she said.

"Ah?" Yu Xiaomei was surprised and opened her mouth.

"Sister-in-law, did I hear you correctly? I sent it here?" Yu Xiaomei asked, pointing to her nose.

"After I helped you carry the water earlier, I went back to the house and took my little niece to sleep until you woke me up now."

"Why would I bring you spicy rice noodles? Could it be that I'm sleepwalking?" Yu Xiaomei asked.

Yang Ruohe's face was full of astonishment, and he came forward and slapped Yu Xiaomei on the head: "You damn girl, are you talking nonsense before you wake up? You were the one who sent it here before, but you didn't say anything when I asked you.

Respond like a mute!"

Yu Xiaomei was also anxious.

"Sister-in-law, I really don't have one," she suddenly thought of something, "Sister-in-law, wait!"

Yu Xiaomei turned around and ran out of the house, and soon she returned with a piece of spicy rice in her hand.

"Look, sister-in-law, I didn't lie to you, did I? The spicy rice is still on the table in my room!" she said.

He looked at the spiced rice noodles held up in front of him, and then looked at the piece of spiced rice noodles on the edge of the tub.

Yang Ruohe blinked, "What's going on here? How come there's an extra piece of spiced rice for nothing? I remember we only have a piece of spiced rice at home!"

"And who was the person who gave me the fragrant rice noodles before?" Yang Ruohe murmured and asked.

Yu Xiaomei said: "Sister-in-law, why is someone coming to our house right now? After dinner, I closed the courtyard door and the main room door, and even inserted the door bolt. If you don't believe it, go and see..."

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

Yang Ruohe suddenly screamed, hugging Yu Xiaomei's arm in fright, burying her head on Yu Xiaomei's shoulder and not daring to open her eyes.

"Little sister, hurry up, help me go to your house, I want to find your brother!"

Soon, Yang Ruohe came to Yu Xiaomei's room in a panic. Yu Jinbao had been suffering too much these days. He was lying on the floor sleeping with his arms stretched out and snoring like thunder.

Yang Ruohe went up and shook him violently. Yu Jinbao sat up in horror and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Yang Ruohe.

"What's going on? I was shocked. I thought the ghost was coming!" Yu Jinbao said angrily.

Yang Ruohe said in a trembling voice: "I'm following you, I'm following you, I'm really following you, what should I do?"

"Where is it?" Yu Jinbao also tensed up and looked around subconsciously.

However, he saw nothing.

Yang Ruohe and Yu Xiaomei didn't see anything either.

"There's nothing. Are you confused after taking a shower?" Yu Jinbao asked again.

Yang Ruohe shook his head wildly, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Jinbao, please move inside, I want to sleep with you."

That night, the four of them slept in the same small room. Yang Ruohe had a nightmare all night long. When he woke up in the morning, his whole body felt weak and his head was heavy.

I didn't eat two meals. I had a high fever at night and kept talking nonsense.

Early the next morning, Yu Jinbao rushed to Changping Village to invite Uncle Fu. After feeling his pulse, Uncle Fu came to the diagnosis that he was suffering from cold and fright. He prescribed some medicine to relieve the shock and dispel the cold.

Yang Ruohe then began the journey of staying in bed and taking medicine...

When Yang Ruohe was ill and confused, the old Yang family welcomed a happy event.

The big day for Ju'er and Chen Biao to get married has arrived.

Yang Huaming's injury has almost recovered, and Mrs. Liu has been staying at home to decorate her new house these days.

Everyone in Lao Yang's family was busy working on this matter, and they were full of joy inside and outside.

Tomorrow is a good day for Ju'er and Chen Biao to get married. The next night, Lao Yangtou called everyone together to remind and implement the details of tomorrow's wedding and banquet.

Because Chen Biao was a bride-in-law, it was equivalent to the man marrying the old Yang family.

Therefore, everything must be arranged according to the man's marriage.

"There are many men in our old Yang family. We have been getting married one after another in the past few years. We are all familiar with the process. There is no need for me to belabor it. Let's just follow the process of the recent young boy."

Old Yangtou said.

Mrs. Liu interrupted: "Dad, that can't be done. Yu Jingui came here in a sedan. Is it possible that he also needs to get a sedan to carry Chen Biao? What a grandeur!"

Old Yang glared at Mrs. Liu and said, "Why do you interrupt what you are saying?"

Ms. Liu curled her lips and said, "I gave birth to Ju'er. She is looking for a son-in-law and I will be her mother-in-law. Why can't I say a few words about my thoughts after a thousand years of daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law?"

Old Yangtou's face fell, and he said: "If you are a normal person, let me listen to you, and you won't take a look at what you are saying?"

"Yu Jingui is sitting in a sedan chair. It's a special situation. She has to be pretentious and we, the young boy, can't control it."

"Look at the other daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law of our Old Yang family who are coming in. Which one is riding in the sedan? It's not the daughter-in-law, so don't follow the trend, it will make people laugh!" Old Yang said.

Hearing Lao Yangtou say that Yu Jingui blindly followed the trend and made people laugh, Mrs. Liu immediately became happy.

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant. Yu Jingui had to make that kind of show. After the show was over, why didn't he go to Wanghai County with the young boy to look for trouble with all the money in his pocket?" Liu said.

"So, when Chen Biao comes in, he must follow our usual procedures just like Liu'er and Bamei!" she added.

"Yeah!" Lao Yang nodded.

"We'll let Qing'er take care of the accounts this time, and be responsible for the gifts from relatives and so on. Record them in a book and give them to your fourth uncle later." Old Yangtou said again.

Yang Ruoqing didn't want to do this job this time.

why?

Because this is for the fourth room to record these things, and the fourth aunt is very particular about money. If there is even a penny that cannot be paid to the account, she will make a fuss all over the city.

Yang Ruoqing doesn't want to do such a thankless thing.

Before she could refuse, Mrs. Liu spoke up again.

"Qing'er is so busy, so don't bother her. I can do it myself..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Yang Huaming interrupted Liu angrily.

"You record it? How many words do you recognize? You can't even write your own name, okay?" Yang Huaming said.

Mrs. Liu said: "There is no need to write it down. I have an account in my mind. I will keep it in mind as to how many gifts anyone sends!"
Chapter completed!