"The two children played well in the yard. If you hadn't instigated them to go to the river to play in the water, it wouldn't have happened."

Yang Ruoqing then scolded Liu, "It's better to be successful than to lose things. He has become a Gapo person. Look at where do you look like an elder?"

Sun and Tuoba Xian were originally advised Yang Ruoqing not to scold Liu like this in public, after all, they called "Fourth Aunt", after all, they were elders.

After all, to scold an elder in public like this is not very good for Yang Ruoqing's own image...

However, when everyone heard Yang Ruoqing's words, they didn't want to say anything they dissuaded.

Everyone looked at Liu's eyes full of confusion and indignation.

Under such circumstances, Liu felt guilty and his eyes flashed, but he insisted on stuttering his neck. The dead duck said stubbornly: "What are you saying? I said that kind of thing, don't slander me!"

She said, but her feet were sliding towards the door of the house.

Obviously this is the rhythm of running away.

Yang Ruoqing saw the advice in her eyes. She was so angry that she could not wait to cover the bowl of hot brown sugar ginger water in her hand on Liu's face.

But I held back because I cooked these two bowls, and this bowl was given to Huahua, and there was another bowl in the pot for my elder brother Yang Yongxian.

Once covered, there is no need to drink flowers.

"I want to feed Huahua ginger water now. Please wait for me. After feeding, I will settle the calculations with you carefully!"

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing turned around and entered the room and delivered a bowl to Ping'er.

Just as she turned around, Liu also turned around, rushed out of the house like a gust of wind and ran away.

"Who are these people?" Yang Yongxian looked at Liu who was leaving, stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"Yongxian, your clothes are still wet. Go back and change them!" Yang Huazhong came over and urged Yang Yongxian.

Yang Yongxian glanced at him and wanted to say it was okay, but he felt cold.

He shivered and nodded, "Then I'll go to change my clothes first. The school will be handed over to another gentleman. I have to go over and take a look."

Because he fell off the bridge at the beginning of the year and broke his head, he rested in bed for more than a month.

It happened that more than a month before the school started in the first lunar month, so Yang Ruoqing, under the instruction of Yang Yongxian, went to find a classmate from Qingshui Town.

That classmate, like Yang Yongxian, has been a scholar who has been studying for more than ten years and has always been a scholar and has never had a chance to be a juren.

So, there are two teachers in the school now, which is quite good.

After talking to Yang Huazhong here, Yang Yongxian turned around and returned to the room.

In the room, Ping'er held Huahua in her arms, and Yang Ruoqing leaned over and stood aside. The two worked together to feed Huahua brown sugar ginger water.

Yang Yongxian said what he said to Yang Ruoqing, but his eyes glanced at Ping'er.

"Qing'er, I'll go to the school first. If there is any situation here, I need to do it. You can call me at any time and I'll come back." He said.

Yang Ruoqing was concentrating on feeding Huahua medicine.

He didn't have time to see him at the door behind him, but he responded without looking back, and even forgot to remind him to drink brown sugar ginger water.

Ping'er took the time to look up and threw a gratitude at Yang Yongxian.

When she saw Yang Yongxian's clothes that were half wet, Ping'er said nervously: "Brother Yongxian, thank you. You should go and do your school affairs first!"

Yang Yongxian smiled shyly at Ping'er and turned around and left.

Sun said: "I'll go and boil the medicine first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded. At this time, the brown sugar and ginger water were fed. She turned around and said to Yang Huazhong and Zhou Wang: "We can take care of you here. Dad, Cousin Zhou Wang, you all do your own business, you can't use so many people."

Yang Huazhong nodded, looked at Huahua on the bed, and reminded him again: "Look at it more, and shout at any time when you have fever. You must not be careless in this cold weather."

Yang Ruoqing said 'yes'.

Xiaohuan and Zhou Wang were also separated, and Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er were the only ones left in the room.

Yang Ruoqing handed Ping'er a handkerchief, "Stop crying, crying tears will not solve the problem. What you have to do now is to keep your energy and take good care of Huahua."

The flowers are so small and fished out of the cold river water on such a cold day. If nothing unexpected happens, you will definitely get seriously ill.

Repeated fever, diarrhea, vomiting, and crying caused by physical discomfort...

These things need to be taken care of and comforted by Ping'er, which is an extremely energy-consuming and physically exhausting thing.

Therefore, Ping'er must save strength, otherwise, she will fall down first crying, so how can she take care of Huahua?

Ping'er naturally understood Yang Ruoqing's words and worries.

She nodded and wiped away the tears from her face with a veil.

"Qing'er, except for one or two of you, the others, are really kind people." Ping'er said softly.

"I remember when Huahua's father plotted against you so much, and you kept taking care of Huahua like this."

"I am really grateful. If the old man and Huahua's father knew about it, I would be grateful to you..." Ping'er said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "If possible, what our Yang family in Changping Village wants the most is to recognize relatives and walk around like normal relatives and friends."

"My master, what he wants most in his life is to find relatives and return to his roots."

"I never expected that the recognition of my relatives would end up with a conspiracy and a plot that almost broke the Yang family in Changping Village."

"And the Yang family in Yuncheng has also suffered retribution for their unjust actions. Now, their family is destroyed..." she said, shook her head again.

Ping'er also sighed.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Everyone has to bear the consequences for his actions. Okay, the matter has passed, so don't mention the past."

His eyes fell back to Huahua's body, "Huahua is the last bloodline of the Yang family in Yuncheng. Huahua is only six years old, she doesn't know anything, she is innocent."

"For us, it is a simple task for us to take care of her, and there is no need to be grateful." Yang Ruoqing said.

"I'm thinking, when Huahua grows up, she asks why her family background is gone. Maybe she will resent us in reverse, haha..."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and smiled again.

It's like Yang Guo and the prince of the Jin Kingdom, and many other bloody TV series have such scenes.

Ping'er quickly waved her hand and said, "No, Huahua is a kind child at heart, and she will definitely see you doing good to her."

"Besides, I will teach her who is truly good to her. Huahua will not resent you, she will only be grateful." Ping'er said.
Chapter completed!