Neither Yang Ruoqing nor Yang Yongzhi answered Tan's words. Yang Ruoqing also came to the bedside, looked at the drunk Yang Yongqing, and asked Yang Yongzhi about the situation.

Yang Yongzhi said: "My aunt came to me earlier and talked about the matter. We went to search separately in the village. I found the grocery store of Heifeng's family on the other side of the village, and happened to meet the black cousin who came out to wash clothes."

"She asked me to go to her shop quickly and get Qing Xiaozi back. Last night, Qing Xiaozi and some of his friends went to the grocery store to play cards all night. At dawn, I didn't know who was asking the winner to treat him. So,

After preparing several appetizers, four or five people were all drunk."

After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly, "To put it this way, Mr. Mo ran away after his little cousin left home to play cards. It's impossible for him to still have the heart to go out to play cards and drink after he disappeared, so even if he wakes him up now, it would be in vain.

, let him continue to sleep!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked towards the door.

Yang Yongzhi hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to catch up.

When Mrs. Tan heard the noise, she shouted at the back of the two of them: "Hey, why did you just leave like that? Take the person away, why are you leaving me here?"

Yang Yongzhi paused for a moment and was about to go back and carry the person away, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Third brother, don't worry about him for now. Let's go to the backyard to take a closer look and discuss what to do next."

Yang Yongzhi nodded and followed Yang Ruoqing out of the east room again.

Mrs. Tan was so anxious that she ran to the door with her bare feet regardless of her shoes: "Come back here and get him away. The wine smells so bad..."

The two of them didn't look back, and Mrs. Tan stamped her feet in anger.

The stomp was so painful that she realized she didn't have to wear shoes.

"This damn fat girl, her presence makes it difficult for me. She is such a dirty thing, bah!"

Yang Huamei and San Yatou came over from the opposite room with sobering soup. Yang Huamei quickly persuaded Mrs. Tan to go back to the house, "Mom, the main thing is to find Mr. Mo first. Let's take care of Yongqing here first."

If it weren't for the pain in her feet, Ms. Tan would have jumped and said, "Why should I look after him? I hate drunk people the most in my life..."

"Mom, this young boy is your grandson after all. You just have to endure it."

While Yang Huamei patiently coaxed Mrs. Tan, she looked at the third girl and asked her to feed Yang Yongqing the hangover soup first.

The third girl nodded, took the bowl and spoon to the cooling bed, squatted there and called Yang Yongqing softly: "Little cousin, wake up..."

Here, Mrs. Tan still looked reluctant, but had no choice, and shouted: "...Then I will say something ugly first. If the brat dares to vomit in my room later, I will choke him and none of you will."

Stop it!"

"Okay, okay, I will listen to my mother in everything..."

Before Yang Huamei could finish her words, a low cry came from the three girls on the other side of the bed, followed closely by a tragic "vomit..."

There is a kind of pig food, which is made of wheat bran, wild vegetable roots, rice bran, and swill, stirred together, poured into a large pot, boiled, and then scooped into a wooden barrel to feed the pigs.

If the temperature is too high, just scoop two ladles of cold water into it and exchange it. Some women are not particular about it and pour leftovers that have gone rancid overnight into it. Some even spit a few mouthfuls of saliva into it and squeeze out their noses.
Chapter completed!