"But he should also have his own dream, to join the army, make achievements, and honor his ancestors."

"I believe he will definitely do it. Even if it's just a little bit off, this experience is still a valuable asset!"

Listening to Yang Ruoqing's clanking voice, Xiaoyu opened her mouth in surprise.

He looked deeply at Yang Ruoqing for a long time before finally sighing: "Qing'er, you and Tang Yazi are truly a match made in heaven!"

"I also believe in you. You two will get better and better in the future!"

Xiao Yu also said solemnly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Thank you Xiaoyu.

"Don't just talk about me and Tang Yazi, let's talk about you too."

The conversation changed and Yang Ruoqing turned to ask Xiaoyu.

"Chen Hu, has he harassed you again during this period?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

When Chen Hu was mentioned, Xiaoyu's good mood disappeared instantly.

"No," she said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Even if you want to harass it, it won't work because it's missing key parts.

"What about his parents? They didn't give your family any trouble?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaoyu shook her head.

"This also surprises me." She said.

"Qing'er, do you think it's strange or not? Chen Hu was crippled by us. Logically speaking, his family shouldn't just swallow it like this!" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing also looked like she was thinking about it.

"Well, according to common sense, Chen Hu should confess us. They definitely hate our family," she said.

"They didn't come out to retaliate openly because they knew it was unreasonable."

Yang Ruoqing continued her analysis.

"Secretly, this problem cannot be resolved."

"We still have to be careful at all times," she said.

Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.

"Speaking of Chen Hu, I also remembered another thing." Xiao Yu said.

"What?"

"My little boar is about to be castrated. My parents are worried about where to find a castration craftsman these days!"

Xiaoyu said.

"In the past, butcher Chen came to castrate him for fifteen cents a time. I'm afraid he won't be able to hire him this year."

"Hey, what did you think it was? Let's talk to Uncle Chang Geng and Aunt Guihua later," Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"I'll castrate our little boar later."

"What? Qing'er, you... a castrate?"

"Well, there is no difference between a castrated pig and a castrated person. I am familiar with it once and twice."

Xiaoyu's head is covered with black lines.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the two girls stretched themselves out of the house.

We plan to break up and cook dinner separately.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing saw black smoke coming from the front yard of Lao Yang's house.

"Oh, let me go, it's on fire!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

At this time, Yang Huazhong and Sun both went to the construction site at the entrance of the village to work.

"Xiaoyu, go to the construction site and call for help. I'll go to the front to rescue people first."

Yang Ruoqing said, and the two of them split up.

She ran to the front yard, thinking that Jin was lighting the fire in the kitchen and had not finished it.

Only then did I realize that black smoke was coming from the small kitchen room of Tan and Lao Yangtou in the east room.

"Milk?"

"Are you in there?"

Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly into the kitchen.

Tan's voice came from the east room next door.

"What are you calling the soul for? What do you want from me?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and hurried to the door of the east room.

He saw Mrs. Tan standing by the table, her eyes empty and unfocused.

With both hands, he groped through the pile of bottles and cans on the table, as if trying to catch tea leaves.

"Mistress, are you boiling water in the kitchen to make tea?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Tan said angrily: "I raised five sons, but in the end no one even gave me hot tea. If I don't burn myself, will I die of thirst?"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

"Mistress, you are blind and don't realize that your little kitchen is on fire and the black smoke is rising to the sky!"

"What?"

Mrs. Tan was so shocked that her hands shook, and the bottles and jars on the table fell over.

She turned around and ran towards the door of the house.

When I was crossing the threshold, I tripped and almost fell.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoqing helped me.

"Slow down, ancestor!" she said helplessly.

Mr. Tan didn't care about this, "Oh my god, how are they all burned? I can't see you, fat girl, tell me quickly..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the intensity of the fire, curled her lips and said, "It's not too big. According to my visual inspection, all the firewood stacks at the door of the kitchen were burned."

"The roof beams of the stove are being burned right now, and the grass on the roof has also been burned and holes are being made..."

"It looks like the room next door will be burned down soon..."

Mrs. Tan was frightened when she heard this.

When he heard that the house next door was going to be burned, he broke away from Yang Ruoqing's hand and rushed into the house.

At first glance, he wanted to go to the private room where she hid it.

"Mistress, you want money rather than life..."

"You fat girl, what do you know? If you lose money while you are still alive, then you will die!"

Tan was about to rush into the east room, but Yang Ruoqing grabbed her by the waist and couldn't get away.

At the moment of the two stalemates, Yang Huazhong, Lao Yangtou and others who were working on the construction site rushed over.

They were all shocked when they saw the stove with black smoke coming out.

"Quick, quick, get water to put out the fire!"

The fire in the kitchen was actually not too big.

A few bundles of firewood piled at the door of the stove were ignited, causing a lot of black smoke.

Yang Ruoqing had deliberately frightened Mr. Tan.

At this moment, the men poured water on the fire and the fire was quickly extinguished.

Lao Yangtou and Tan also asked about the cause of the fire.

Mrs. Tan was thirsty and wanted to make tea, so she went to the kitchen to make tea.

I'm afraid that when the fire stick was pulled out from the stove, there would be sparks on it.

The sparks ignited the dry firewood at the door of the stove, so it started to burn.

Mr. Tan was blind and could not see anything.
To be continued...