Wang Ling, a generation of thieves, possesses unique skills.

This is a rare talent.

Another proud man who would rather die than surrender.

Take a trip to Qing'an County, Yang Ruoqing has her own selfish motives.

She wanted to win this person over.

Luo Fengtang is determined to join the army and make great achievements.

If you want to go higher and further, you must have more resources at your disposal.

She wants to keep the talent for him!

At that time, Luo Fengtang did not appreciate Yang Ruoqing's foresight.

He only thought that Qing'er was dissatisfied with Rich Master Li and wanted Wang Ling to see clearly the hypocritical face of Rich Master Li, so he went to the county.

"Qing'er, I'll go with you!" He expressed his stance immediately.

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled.

When a woman sings and her husband follows her, she likes it!

Here, Zuo Junmo took out a sign directly from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"The best in Qing'an County is Bailu Academy. Students who can enter Bailu Academy are either rich or noble."

Zuo Junmo said.

"The management of the academy is also different from other academies below. It is extremely strict."

"Ordinary idlers are not allowed to enter the academy to visit."

"I have some friendship with the dean of the academy. If you bring this token, it may bring some convenience," he said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the token and was surprised.

She originally planned to sneak in with Tang Yazi while the moon was dark and the wind was high.

However, I have this token just in case of emergency.

"Then let's borrow it first, thank you Master Zuo," she said.

Zuo Junmo smiled faintly.

His eyes fell on Luo Fengtang: "I have been disturbing you for a long time. Now that my goal has been achieved, it is time for Jun Mo to set off and go back."

Luo Fengtang hurriedly said: "It's rare for Master Zuo to come over here, why don't you stay for two nights and then go back?"

Zuo Junmo smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, Brother Luo, for staying. No need. I have to rush back to rebuild the keel waterwheel. The folks are still waiting!"

After hearing this, Luo Fengtang no longer forced him to stay.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's already dinner time. Master Zuo will have a light meal before leaving?"

Zuo Junmo shook his head again: "I'll come back to taste the delicious food in your restaurant next time."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay then, I'll pack two bags of wild tea and take them back to the old lady to change the taste."

This time, Zuo Junmo did not refuse.

Soon, Yang Ruoqing came back.

Not only did I bring a few bags of wild tea, but I also brought some packaged food.

"These pastries are all made by the chef of our restaurant. The owner of the restaurant takes them with him to satisfy his hunger on the road."

she said.

"These two packets, please help the owner of the village to help us deliver them to Old Uncle Geng and the others."

After seeing Zuo Junmo off, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang returned to the restaurant.

Luo Fengtang asked her: "Qing'er, when will we leave for Qing'an County?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's hot to strike iron. Let's go home tonight and tell my family that if it doesn't rain tomorrow, we'll leave!"

It's not a big deal that Wang Ling has been imprisoned all this time.

This matter must be resolved quickly.

Luo Fengtang thought about it, nodded and said: "Sure, let's go to Qing'an County tomorrow!"

…

At sunset, I went to the town school to pick up Daan and Dajie, and the four of them returned to the village together.

When entering the village, I saw Yang Huazhong and the craftsmen still busy at the construction site.

When her family builds a new house, it doesn't matter whether it's wages or food for the craftsmen.

Never harsh!

Big bowls of meat, chunks of fish, and crispy rice.

The craftsmen are in charge!

Moreover, wages are still settled on a daily basis.

The craftsmen all praised Yang Huazhong's family for being good and honest.

Everyone is not lazy at work, helps in a down-to-earth manner, and makes sincere suggestions.

Although we are busy with spring plowing and farming, there is no shortage of manpower for craftsmen and small workers.

Many villagers rushed to help.

Yang Ruoqing said hello to Yang Huazhong.

Luo Fengtang stopped the carriage and joined the camp at the construction site.

Yang Ruoqing walked into the village with her two younger brothers.

At night, the craftsmen had to have dinner before leaving home. She rushed home to help Sun cook.

After arriving home, Dajie went to her room to write and read, or play with Xiaoan for a while.

Yang Ruoqing put on a pair of shoes and an apron and went to the kitchen to help Sun cook dinner.

"Mom, uncle Zheng and the others are here at noon, right?"

She asked Sun while opening the door of the dish cupboard.

Mrs. Sun was washing rice and preparing to cook. When she heard this, she said: "Invite everyone at the two tables at noon."

"Your Aunt Osmanthus came over to help me cook the rice, and everyone enjoyed it very much," said Sun.

"That's good."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

I took out the leftover lunch dishes from the cupboard, and then found some new ingredients.

"Mom, let's cook together!"

After dinner, before the craftsmen dispersed, Yang Huazhong settled today's wages one by one.

When it was Lao Yang's turn, the old man declined.

"I'm your father, how can I ask for your wages if I do things for you?"

Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, at your age, I can't bear to work on the construction site!"

Old Yangtou said: "Don't be stupid. I eat and drink at your place twice a day, and I still have to pay for it. I'm being laughed at!"

"Besides, our families are separated, and your mother and I don't have any land to work on, so I have nothing to do when I'm idle!" the old man said again.

No matter how Yang Huazhong persuades him, Old Yangtou will not give up life or death.

Yang Huazhong had no choice but to forget it.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Huazhong said to Sun, "Dad doesn't want this salary, I feel uneasy!"

Mrs. Sun knew that Yang Huazhong was a filial son and felt sorry for his old father.

"If dad doesn't want it, let's just keep the wages and pay him tribute in the name of the Dragon Boat Festival." Sun said.

Yang Huazhong nodded and looked at Sun gratefully.

"Mother Qing'er, you are so kind, regardless of past grudges..."

The man said in a deep voice.

Over the years, she suffered a lot of injustice due to her parents' partiality.

She never complained to him once.

Even after she left home, she never said she wanted to take revenge on the old couple.

Now that life is getting better, this kind-hearted woman still wants to honor her parents with him.

A man is very content to have a wife like this!
To be continued...