Behind her, Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun also stuck their heads out, and Yang Ruoqing was still holding Xiao Hei in her arms.

In order to prevent Xiao Hei from making any noise and disturbing Yang Wenxuan, who had sneaked into the small courtyard earlier, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to cover Xiao Hei's mouth.

After making sure that Yang Wenxuan had entered the yard and would not be discovered, Yang Ruoqing let go of Xiao Hei's mouth.

Xiao Hei opened his mouth wide and breathed heavily, then twisted his fleshy butt and struggled out of Yang Ruoqing's arms, and ran to the corner to play with the wall pillar in the corner.

Here, Yang Huamei pointed to the closed courtyard door and asked Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun: "What is going on? I am not blind, am I? Is it Yang Wenxuan?"

Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun both nodded and did not take any chances. The person who sneaked into the small courtyard door was indeed Yang Wenxuan.

"What did he say after entertaining us before? Didn't he say that he was going to discuss a business deal in the afternoon, and he also had to prepare for the night banquet?"

"Why do I think he looks like a thief? Who comes to this old backyard to discuss business?"

"Even if we are preparing for the night banquet, we should be in the Yang Mansion in front. There is something wrong!"

I don’t know if it was because she had eaten fish, chicken, and duck at noon to supplement enough protein. At this moment, Yang Huamei’s mind suddenly became very flexible, and she started a lot of reasoning and analysis.

Bao Suyun also frowned slightly, his face full of surprise.

"Yeah, I think it's weird too." Bao Suyun said.

"Qing'er, why don't you say anything about this?" Yang Huamei suddenly asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at the small courtyard over there, curling her lips.

"Everyone has their own secrets. As long as it doesn't interfere with our rights and freedoms, we shouldn't speculate." Yang Ruoqing said.

"The main reason is that this person is unfamiliar with the place, so we should try to ask as little as possible about those things. The less we know, the less trouble we will have." Finally, Yang Ruoqing added.

Even if you want to gossip, you can't gossip while standing on the roadside looking at the old door that is tightly closed so that nothing can be seen.

Nothing can be pulled out, and maybe it will be dragged into the muddy water.

"Fifth aunt, aunt, it's almost time. Let's go back and take a nap in the afternoon. We have to have dinner with the old man of the Yang family at night!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Bao Suyun nodded repeatedly: "Okay, go back, let's go back."

Seeing that Yang Huamei was still very curious and wanted to go over and peek through the crack in the door, Yang Ruoqing came over directly, picked up Xiao Hei and stuffed him into Yang Huamei's arms.

Yang Huamei had no idea, so she followed Yang Ruoqing back with three steps.

Back in her guest room, Yang Huamei was still thinking about this matter, and kept thinking about it with Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing.

Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing were both drinking tea and cracking melon seeds because they were really bored.

Hearing Yang Huamei's constant speculation, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but grab the tea next to her and take a sip.

"No need to guess, let me tell you, Uncle Wenxuan always looks so sneaky when he comes in, most likely it has something to do with women," she said.

"Woman?" Yang Huamei and Bao Suyun were both surprised at the same time.

"Qing'er, you mean, Yang Wenxuan is raising a little wife outside?" Bao Suyun asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Maybe it's because I raised a child and didn't dare to let the Zhou family know, or maybe I'm having an affair with someone else's woman. In short, it's just a matter of hiding it from the light!"

"Oh my god, how can these people be so good at playing? Yang Wenxuan is about the same age as my second brother. Logically speaking, he should also be a grandfather. Why are they still playing like this? Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?" Yang Huamei asked.

"Are you in your early forties? You are almost old, why are you still so fussy?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "It's not that the old man has become a coward, it's that the playboy has become old. Besides,"

"Although Uncle Wenxuan is about the same age as my second uncle, his only son died suddenly two years ago, and his daughter-in-law became a widow before even adding a son and a half to the Yang family. What kind of grandfather do you think you are?

Yang Ruoqing said.

"Ah? Is there such a thing? Why didn't I know about it?" Yang Huamei asked, "How did you know about it, Qing'er?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I knew it before I came here. One time when Uncle Wenxuan was teasing Sister Laner's little girl, he said it out of emotion."

"So who are the descendants of the Yang family's current grandchildren?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't know how to ask specifically. I don't know if they have inquired."

"I only know that aunt Zhou did not give birth to another son for uncle Wenxuan. She seems to have given birth to a daughter."

"As for whether the other concubines gave birth to sons for Uncle Wenxuan, I don't even know."

Hearing these words, Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei who was playing over there and sighed: "It doesn't matter how big the family business is, there must be a son to inherit it."

"Although Lao Wang's family is poor, and the place where the whole family lives is not as good as the small backyard of Yang Mansion, I still feel good about it. Hey, it seems that I am just a village woman, and I am destined not to be able to do this.

The young lady from a wealthy family!" she said.

Bao Suyun smiled and said to Yang Huamei: "You and I want to go together. We are village women. We are destined to live in Changping Village, free, comfortable and down-to-earth."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said: "I feel the same way. The water is too deep for these so-called wealthy families. We are here to recognize our relatives and give birthday gifts."

"Let's leave as soon as we are guests and stay away from all these disputes. Uncle Wenxuan likes to hide his beauty in the golden house. That is his housework and has nothing to do with us. Let's not talk about it. If the maids hear it, he will start talking about it again.

Trouble." She said.

Both Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei agreed, so they stopped talking about something else.

…

Behind the Yang Mansion, across a small street, is a deserted-looking courtyard.

It's deserted outside, but inside the large embroidered bed in the east wing of the courtyard, the brocade quilt is turning red!

The slightly rich man's body was entangled with the woman's smooth and white body, like two huge fish, rising and falling with the red waves.

The whole bed made unbearable noises, including groans and gasps, all mixed together.

There is a kind of love in this world, which is that a wife is not as good as a concubine.

A concubine is worse than a prostitute.

A prostitute is worse than a thief.

Stealing is worse than not stealing!

There is another kind of emotion in this world, which is a kind of twisted feeling that is not favored and accepted by the world. It is called - '**'.

"ah!"

As the woman screamed that she was about to die, the storm in the red wave finally gradually calmed down.
Chapter completed!