Yang Huazhong looked unhappy and said in a deep voice: "I haven't changed at all, I know how to act. I have been working together for a long time because I wanted your father and I to help send the Lin family away."

"Fortunately, the Lin family came over that day. I asked you to go over and help argue that you didn't go. It's good that you didn't go. People like you, Uncle Zhenbang, are not worth helping!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, "Don't blame me, a junior, for speaking poorly."

"Uncle Zhenbang and the Lin family, to put it bluntly, they are just fighting in the den, and the dog bites the dog's hair. It's better for us to watch the fun!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, thinking of something, and suddenly asked Yang Ruoqing: "By the way, Qing'er, you didn't go to help that day, but later you said you did something else, what was that? Can you tell me no?

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Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

I thought to myself that my father still had a tendency to gossip. It had been a day or two and he was still thinking about it.

She leaned close to her father's ear and whispered a few words to him.

"What?" Yang Huazhong was stunned, looked around nervously, and then asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Is this okay? If the government finds out about this, they will be punished!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "That's why I don't want to tell you, dad. Look, I told you, are you worried now?"

Yang Huazhong swallowed and seemed to be trying hard to suppress some fear.

He warned Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice: "Don't do this again in the future. Blocking the road and robbing is not an aboveboard thing."

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly to comply with Yang Huazhong's wishes so as not to aggravate his worries.

But in my heart I insisted on my attitude.

What kind of people should be dealt with, what kind of methods should be used.

To the Lin family and Yang Zhenbang, if you talk to them rationally and move them emotionally, you are talking about love for a cow.

It's got to be ruthless.

If Brother Zhou Sheng didn't take out a knife and put it to Yang Zhenbang's neck today, the two buckets of ice cubes in the carriage ahead would not be available.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say much during the rest of the journey, and hid in the carriage behind to take a nap.

If you don't sleep for a while at noon, you will have a headache in the afternoon.

Yang Huazhong, who was driving the car in front, was still worried. Although he could not leak the news, and neither could Xu Mang, the man was still worried that Xu Mang's brothers who participated in the robbery would tell them.

The man thought about many possibilities in his mind, and finally made up his mind that as long as the government came to arrest someone, he would take the blame. No matter what, he would not let his daughter be arrested and imprisoned!

With this determination in his heart, the man's eyes became fearless.

I brought the ice cubes back and put them in the mourning hall. The temperature of the entire mourning hall instantly dropped several degrees.

Yang Huazhong took several enthusiastic villagers from the village to help, but Yang Ruoqing did not go. This kind of thing is usually done by men.

If you ask a woman to help, you are asking to cook or something, and the person you invite must be a woman from the same family.

Yang Ruoqing stayed at home with Baby Luo. Baby Luo's chickenpox was almost gone, and he gradually became more comfortable, and the child's appetite gradually recovered.

Yang Ruoqing tried her best to make a delicious vegetable and meatball soup for Baby Luo, adding two poached eggs into the soup.

A bowl of Luo Baobao and a bowl of Dazhi.

We also steamed brown sugar steamed cakes, which were garnished with large red dates with the cores removed.

When it came out of the steamer, it was a big plate. Yang Ruoqing used a knife to cut it into triangle-shaped pieces.

Sweet, soft and glutinous, steam a large plate, suitable for all ages.

By the way, Yang Ruoqing also picked up a few pieces from the bowl and went to Xiaoqin's house.

The second daughter of Xiaoqin's family is also suffering from chickenpox, so give some to that child.

Under the old locust tree in the yard of Xiaoqin's house, Xiaoqin squatted beside a large bathing basin and buried herself in scrubbing and washing clothes.

The hair on the forehead and on the temples fell down from time to time with the scrubbing action, gently hitting the face and blocking the line of sight.

She would shake the water in her hand every once in a while, push her hair behind her ears, and repeat...

"Xiaoqin."

Yang Ruoqing called out through the courtyard door.

"coming."

The courtyard door opened and Xiaoqin was very happy to see Yang Ruoqing standing outside the courtyard.

"Qing'er, why are you here free? Come on, come on in." Xiaoqin hurriedly greeted Yang Ruoqing into the house.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I heard from Brother Damo that Eryaya has chickenpox. I have been busy these past two days and have long wanted to come and see the child."

"No, I made brown sugar cake today, and I gave a few pieces to give the child some appetite."

Xiaoqin looked at the tempting brown sugar cake in Yang Ruoqing's bowl with a grateful smile in her eyes.

"Maybe it's because I'm itchy. I haven't had a good appetite these days. I drink some millet porridge every day. I'll be happy when I see this cake." She said.

"Are you asleep or awake right now? The cake tastes best when it's hot." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoqin said: "I fell asleep when I came out to wash clothes before, and her grandma was watching over me. I don't know now. I'll take a look."

"I'll take a look too."

Yang Ruoqing followed Xiaoqin into the house. On the bed, Eryaya woke up and was lying on the bed alone, playing with a small puppet in her hand.

Grandma Xiaoqin was sitting on a stool beside the bed, doing needlework.

Originally her expression was as usual, but when she saw Xiaoqin, the old woman's expression immediately darkened.

He put down his sewing, stood up straight, and walked towards the door of the house without saying a word.

Xiaoqin raised the bowl in her hand and said to the old woman: "Mom, look, Qing'er specially sent a brown sugar cake to our Eryaya. Do you want to have a piece..."

"I don't eat those!"

Grandma Xiaoqin said to Xiaoqin angrily.

Then when he passed by Yang Ruoqing, it was as if he didn't see Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and thought to herself, what's wrong with this old woman? She came here to visit her granddaughter with good intentions, and even brought things over without even saying hello?

When Xiaoqin's mother-in-law walked out of the house and went to the yard outside, Xiaoqin turned around and said apologetically to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, I'm sorry, my mother-in-law..."

"My mother-in-law didn't mean to target you. She was dissatisfied with me, and then she took it out on you. I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you on her behalf..."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "She and I have nothing to do with each other. It doesn't matter to me what she looks like. I only came here because you and Er Yaya are in this room. You used to live in the school and I didn't even come here."

Xiaoqin nodded, "I know, I know you came here because of me, but it's also because of me that you have been wronged. I'm sorry!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, walked over and said, "It's not a grievance if you don't care, but it's you. What's wrong with you and your mother-in-law?"

Xiaoqin shook her head, "It's hard to explain in a word."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then let Eryaya eat the cake first, and then you can tell me in detail what's going on!"

Xiaoqin nodded, came to the bedside, and picked up Eryaya.

First, he washed her hands, and then picked up the brown sugar cake for her to eat.
Chapter completed!